Killers POV
"Your hair,why'd you change it"
"I just felt like I should and besides I'm not a natural blonde so..."
"Really?"
"Yeah,I dyed it a year ago and I'm dad never liked it.With all this stuff happening he didn't want me to be the next victim when I don't have to be"
I'm more than disappointed,infact I feel cheated.Mislead even.I don't like this one bit.She made me believe she was something she wasn't.Someone she isn't.
"You know,I think I'd better get going now"
"What?why so early?we just got here"
"I just remembered that I didn't take my meds and if I don't take them on time it'll mess up my whole process."
I want to take her home.I want to give her a red dress as symbol of our relationship.I want to stab her thirteen times.I want to see her look at me the way they all did.Like they thought it was a bad dream.That their friend would never actually hurt them.But I am not their friend.So I do hurt them.This is bigger than friendship.And its bigger than me.So I won't hurt her.She doesn't fit.This is about blood,sisterhood.This is about family.