Noah
My heart shattered into a million pieces. She didn't care about me? I tried opening my eyes, but it was as if someone was pressing on my eyelids with their hands. Pain shot through my head.
"I thought you cared about Noah," Brandon said out of nowhere.
"Well, you thought wrong. I don't care about Noah," Faith said with confidence. Suddenly, I understood what she was doing. The second thing Bradon said caught me off guard.
"Then kill him," He said. Would she do it?
"What?" Faith asked in disbelief.
"You heard me, but I'll say it again. If you don't care about Noah then kill him," Brandon said simply. My heart was racing. Would she go with the plan, or would she kill me?
"Fine," Faith said. My heart stopped. No. "But you'll have to let me do 2 things in return," she continued. Brandon sighed in exasperation.
"What?" he asked in an annoyed tone. Faith took a deep breath.
"First, let me talk to Noah before I… kill him," Faith said, choking on the last part. "And second, let me kill your master after I do," Faith finished. Brandon dropped the knife. I could finally open my eyes and mouth. I didn't realize I was crying until I opened my eyes.
"I would never let you do that. I'll just kill you instead," Brandon said.
"NO!" I shouted. They both turned to me. "Kill me instead," I insisted. Brandon scoffed.
"Even if I do kill you, I'll kill Faith anyway. She's the one that has to die," he snapped. Faith took the blade from the floor and pressed it against her neck.
"FAITH!" I screamed.
"If you kill anyone I love, I push the blade further," she stated.
"NO!" Brandon and I shouted. I looked at him. Since when did he care about Faith? "If you push that blade further, the original master won't come back to life!" He said. Of course. Suddenly everything went black.