"Well well well, what have we here?" Colton said sarcastically while walking over to the lifeless body and crouching down to examine the bloody mess. Colton turned his head towards me and stared into my eyes "d'you do this?" he nodded towards the body. I just stared at him, my insides grinning at the fact that someone was staring at my work besides myself. Colton looked back at the body and tugged on the little piece of brown hair that was left on Mr. Lopez's head', revealing his crushed skull and brains. All I did was observe Colton before walking over to him and sneakily grabbing the pair of scissors that were on the desk "now this is something if I do say so myself," Colton spoke to himself while I began to slowly raise the scissors above my head "mmhm" I replied nonchalantly before bringing the scissors down swiftly into Colton's shoulder. Colton let out a groan before swiftly standing up "now that wasn't very nice," he hissed before grabbing me by my throat and pinning me to the door, making it close with a loud bang. We stood in silence, gazing into each other eyes for what seemed like years and that's when I noticed that his green eye had become a light red and his blue eye had become a darker shade of red. After a few more minutes of silence, Colton started to tighten his grip on my throat, making me wince "so you're just like me?" I wheezed out sarcastically before taking the tube I had in my jean pocket and jabbing him in the opposite shoulder "fucking bitch!" he hissed before beginning to practically crushing my windpipe. My vision and conscience faded in and out, but just as I was going completely out I heard her " if she wasn't a piece of shit like you...If only she were normal," my eyes flickered open and instinctively I kneed Colton in the groining making him fall to his knees and hunch over, the urge had resurfaced making me want to make him look just like Mr. Lopez, that was until I heard a maniacal laugh "Deyah Deyah Deyah," Colton honeyed out making me jolt back instinctively. The voices were screaming for me to get out, but curiosity was getting the best of me "Colton," I whispered sweetly making his laughter simmer to small giggles. "Y-you're just too much fun," he coughed out between giggles, making me raise an eyebrow in confusion 'too much fun?" I thought to myself while leaning over slightly to peer over Colton's shoulder. Colton just turned to me slowly revealing a wide-sinister smirk. Colton's eyes were dilated and his brown hair was slowly becoming raven black "oh Deyah it would be such a waste to kill you now," his voice becoming almost demonic at the word kill. My eyes lit up with excitement, making me grin wickedly in response "you....kill me?" I chuckled confidently before grabbing my stuff and walking out of the office, leaving a highly excited Colton behind. 'Him, kill me?' I laughed while replaying the three words over and over in my head. "Fucked up fucked up we're all fucked up..." I sang loudly while taking the unpopulated route back home.

When I arrived home I sighed now that the excitement was over and entered the gloomy home. 'Gotta take care of this,' I thought to myself while walking over to the kitchen and grabbing a pair of rubber gloves, trash bags, a bucket, and a mask "man oh man how I don't want to do this," I sighed out loud while filling the bucket with hot water, bleach, and soap, "if only you didn't do it" my mother's voice rang in my head, making me look at the silver faucet. There she was, staring over my shoulders with her disfigured and horrid face 'well maybe if you were a good parent' I thought sarcastically "were they not good to you?" the voices asked making me second think. 'Why did I kill them? I can't remember them doing anything bad to me' my thoughts dragged me into a dark abyss 'why did I do it?' "I can't remember!" I screamed repeatedly while slumping to the ground and hitting my head over and over, "why'd you do it?" "why'd she do it?" "weren't they good to you?" "I don't know I don't know" I sobbed at my splitting headache "why'd you do it?" a small voice asked making me look up, there stood a small boy that looked to be the age of 8 "w-who are you?" I stuttered while clutching my head. Images of Colton flashed in my mind and I shook them away before looking back at the boy who was now gone, all that was there was me on the kitchen floor with the faucet still running. I sighed before getting up and turning off the faucet and starting to clean up my dead parents that laid on the floor practically in pieces.

"Sorry but Lucia is coming over," I announced while getting the house together. I stuffed my parent's limbs in a trash bag back while taking them to the backyard to be buried all while scrubbing and cleaning the dry blood and goop, lastly topping it off with ammonia. "Can't forget to check on Benny," I squealed to myself while finishing up the task that was at hand. I headed towards the basement but stopped when I heard a doorbell and loud pounding on the door "Open up Deyah!" screamed a familiar blonde and I sighed in both relief and annoyance "you people always choose the worst of worst timings I swear," I breathed out before opening the door and letting Lucia in. "Chika!" she screamed while opening her  arms to me and hugging me " why the smell of ammonia?" she questioned while pulling back and raising an eyebrow "had to clean...the place was a MESS," I said with a sassy tone "relatable" she huffed out while bringing in her bags and placing them in the living room "wheres Mr. and Mrs. Armageddon?" Lucia turned towards me "oh you know how they are..." I trailed off "uh-huh, thought I could at least say hi before they went to work," she replied while dancing towards the kitchen, but I stopped her mid-way "hey Lu! I feel like we know Colton but for some reason, I can't seem to recall him" I sighed while rubbing my temples and closing my eyes like an old blind man "what makes you say that?" "well for one when I swiped his hand away he said 'you've become fiesty'" I said while air quoting "have you checked your old photo albums? those always have answers when it comes to looking for past people in your life," Lucia said while rolling her head at the word always and walking over to the stack of photo albums that sat to the left of the flat screen. We turned the pages quickly looking for any sign of a forgotten person but it felt hopeless, me and Lucia were always together since we were young so how could it be we both don't remember one person "man this is boring let's just-" Lucia cried out in boredom while  looking up and turning the pages "wait who is that?!" I stopped her and moved her hand, and to my surprise there stood the boy from my previous episode, "Colton?" I whispered causing Lucia to raise an eyebrow and look back at the photo album. The photo consisted of younger me, Lucia, and an unfamiliar boy all standing side by side with goofy grins "when was this?" Lucia questioned awkwardly "uh I don't know, here flip it over it should have the date on it," Lucia flipped it over with no hesitation and there read 

"5th grade" 

 that was all "so much for help" Lucia said sarcastically before getting up and heading to the kitchen, leaving me all alone to stare at the photo. "Colton," I whispered to myself while grinning sinisterly.