(Image of Addie)

~~~Addie's POV~~~

That night I grabbed my knife and stuffed in the side of my boot. I picked up my flute and buckled it to the side of my dress. I ran down the stairs to find Aaron, my older brother, blocking the door.

"Where do you think you're going, huh?" Aaron asked smirking. I shoved him out of the way.

"Away from you," I said.

"More like going on a killing spree," he said eyeing my knife.

I ignored him and sprinted out the door. To the boy's house. Light footsteps followed in suit with mine. Melody's.

"Melody what are you doing out here so late at night?" I asked. I turned to face her.

"I couldn't sleep, that's all," Melody said. "Sorry if I scared you, Addie."

I smiled. "No, I just didn't expect you to be out this late."

Melody smiled.

~~~Melody's POV~~~

I got out of bed around 11 o'clock. I knew Addie would be leaving around now. I ran outside to meet her shadowed figure. Addie turned and asked, "Melody what are you doing out here so late at night?"

I couldn't tell her that I was planning to watch her kill the boy. "I couldn't sleep, that's all," I said. "Sorry if I scared you, Addie."

Addie put on a brave face and smiled. "No, I just didn't expect you to be out this late," she said.

I smiled. She hadn't found out yet. "What are you doing out this late?" I said turning the conversation towards her.

"Getting away from Aaron, my brother," Addie said. I looked at the silver flute on the side of her dress.

"Do you play?" I asked. "I like the flute."

Addie nodded. "Yeah. You should be getting home now. Don't want anyone to get too worried about you," she said.

"Okay," I said. "Bye Addie!" I waved and ran in the direction of my house. Once I was out of sight I walked slowly back to Addie. This time I made such she wasn't seen.

~~~Addie's POV~~~

Once Melody left I kept on going to the house. I walked over to the back of the house. I entered the back entrance.

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At 12 o'clock I started to play my flute softly in the boy's room. As soon as he fell asleep I pulled my knife out of the side of my shoe. I stabbed the knife into the sleeping boy.