To kill someone (standard:Suspense, 1575 words)
Author: Kamea	Added: May 25 2005	Views/Reads: 3950/2554	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Something inside Amy snaps....and now there is hell to pay

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you're bills for you for the next five years." "Since it's obviously 
not going to be me!" A serpants smile slithered onto his lips and put 
his hand up on the doorway, leaning into her. "It's Shel." This hit her 
square in the face, she staggared back, too stunned to speak. He 
grinned even wider, "Yeah, thought you might like that." Amy took a 
deep breath, reared back her fist, and punched him square in the nose. 
With a wail he stumbled back, grabbing his face, as blood poured from 
his nose. "Yeah, thought you might like that!" She yelled, then slammed 
the door, got in her car and sped down the drive. She thought back to 
what he had just said, "It's Shel." At the sound of her best friends 
something had snapped inside Amy, something in her had changed....she 
lost all feeling for anyone and anything. She didn't understand it, 
because she just didn't care. She threw back her head and laughed, if 
anyone had heard her, they would have thought she was crazy. 

She padded silently through the kitchen, through the living room, down a
short hallway, and stopped outside the bedroom door. She could hear 
them talking, quietly, Shel was giggling about something. Anger, her 
only friend and companion, bloomed hot and angry in her stomache again, 
if she stopped and concentrated on it hard enough, she thought she 
could almost hear it talking to her. Reaching over with a gloved hand, 
she turned the knob, and pushed open the door. They both sat there, 
staring at her, nobody moved. She heard Shel gasp, Ben jumped up, "What 
the hell do you think you're doing?!" Then he saw the gun come from 
behind her back. Amy stood there, realizing that it wasn't going to be 
as easy as walk in, shoot, walk out. She realized that she had a few 
things she wanted to say first. "Sit down, dumbass." Ben glared at her. 
"What are you doing?" Her asked, "Sit down Ben." She said this in a 
sing song voice, taunting him. "You won't shoot me." It was a 
statement. She pointed the silenced gun at his foot and shot. He howled 
with pain as Shel screamed, and fell back on the bed, blood trickling 
from the wound. "Shut up!" Amy screamed, and Shel snapped her mouth 
shut. "One more smart ass comment like that Ben, and next time I'll aim 
a little higher!" "And you!" "You slut!" She pointed the gun at Shel 
who cringed and whimpered. "What the hell did you think you were 
doing?" "Sneaking behind my back with him?" "How could you do that to 
me?!" "We've been best friends since the fourth grade!" "The fourth 
grade Shel!!" Shel looked up at her with tears in her eyes, her chin 
trembeled. "Amy....I'm....I'm sorry." "I just....it just happened." Amy 
laughed, "Yeah, well, shit does happen huh?" She shot Shell in the 
head. She fell to the floor with a thump. Ben was screaming now, and 
Amy looked over at him. "Bye Ben." She raised the gun, "Amy, no! 
Please!" "We can work this out!" "We can be together!" She laughed 
again. "Work this out, asshole." She shot him in the head. Turned. And 
walked out. She pulled a trashbag out from under the sink, threw in a 
few valuables, cleaned out all his little secret spots, walked to her 
car, threw them in, and pulled away. As far as anyone ever knew, it was 
a robbery gone wrong, they never found the killer.


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