~Bianca's POV~

"I can't believe I'm doing this," you muttered over and over again.

You thought it while caking makeup on your face, while picking out an outfit, while looking in the mirror.

You thought it while sharpening your knife.

"I've killed people before, why does this feel so different?"

You hands were visibly trembling and clammy. In fact, you couldn't do much of anything at the moment.

"I just wanna get this over with," you thought.

As you left your house, you imagined exactly what would happen vividly. You'd hid the knife behind your dress and get it done quick and simple.

Easy.

Or so you thought.

~Ethan's POV~

"Ethan," a familiar voice echoed through the halls of the house.

You turned around and lowered you head in response. "Yes, father?"

You couldn't fully see him, but you could bet he was in the same stance as usual. Stern and unhappy with his chin up and arms wrapped behind his suit jacket.

"What is taking you so long to finish off that girl, usually you are quite speedy, what's going on in that stupid little brain of yours?"

The insult struck you in the chest like a dagger. By now the insults came regularly, but being the sensitive twat you are you always took them to heart.

"I'm- uh- just trying to get closer. This one either stays inside or goes in public places," you stated blandly. "I plan on tracking her further tonight."

"Ah, hurry up would you," he sighed and turned away from the top of the marble staircase and back to his office.

"Don't let him ruin your mood," you thought. You're going out with your crush of ten years, nothing could ruin this day.

But you knew you would have to kill her. If you didn't, someone else would. You hated the thought and it made your eyes burn with tears, but you knew it was true.

"Not tonight," you whispered. "I'll cherish tonight."

~Ethan's Fathers POV~

You sat down in your chair quickly and rested your head on your hands, rubbing your wrinkled temples with your index fingers.

Without further hesitation, you dial a number onto your phone and call him. A coarse voice answers immediately.

"I've followed her home," it said.

"Good," you answered.

"It looks like she's driving somewhere. If I can turn here further up and meet at an intersection, I might be able to hit her easily."

"Perfect. This one needs to be eliminated quickly, and my son seems to be having some troubles," you let out a half-hearted chuckle after you answered. "Softy."

"Alright, sir. I'll get this over with quick and easy," the man said.

"Do it."

~Bianca's POV~

You were still uneasy driving to a date to kill someone, but the sinister looking man following close on your tail didn't help. Knowing that he was up to no good, you took sharp turns and headed down busy highways to try and get him off your tail.

With one last turn, you managed to shake him off and mentally high five yourself.

Lost and only slightly relieved, you carried on driving.

While at an intersection, you stopped to check the time on your phone, you'd make it on time.

Then, you caught something out the corner of your eye.

The same black car that had been following  you was right beside you.

In a flash of burning rubber and metal on metal, the car hit you.

And everything turned black.

Thank you for reading. I apologize for the bad chapter lol, but I've been unmotivated from the emotionally draining hell hole that is school. Please don't forget to vote!!! Love ya!