Chapter 10 (Part 2)

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I can’t tear my eyes away from his lifeless body. Every time I try I feel like my heart is going to explode. There’s something inside of me that wants me to look, to see what I’ve done. My feet lead me to his unmoving figure. Careful to keep my eyes on his body I lower myself to my knees. As my knees come to rest in the pool of red all I can think about are the horror movies where the seemingly dead guy always has a sudden burst of life.

I remind myself that things like that only happens in movies. This is life, my life. There is no going back, no editing out the bad parts. I’ve done what I’ve done and now I’m going to have to suffer the consequences of my actions. No other options exist for me.

With caution I allow my hand to come in contact with the face. My hand jerks back. I’ve never felt anyone else’s blood. Although I imagine his feels like my own the idea of having someone else’s blood on me is somewhat erotic. I roll my fingers against each other as I stare into his open eyes.

Fingers meet skin again. This time I’m a little less cautious. Running my fingers over his deformed face feels good, it feels right. I dip my pinky finger in a small pool of blood that has formed just beneath his right eye. My pinky glides across his swollen lips. I pull back and for the next few minutes all I do is stare.

"Spencer."

His voice pulls me out of my trance.

"We need to figure out what we’re going to do with him."

I nod, remembering that Josh and I aren’t the only one’s occupying the room.

"What do you suggest?"

He lets out a long sigh. "The first thing we need to do is get him outta here. Then we need to make this blood disappear."

"And how do you suggest we get him outta here without getting caught?"

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"Come on Spencer you gotta hold up your end."

Small beads of sweat drip down the side of my face. "I’m doing the best I can."

"Leave it to Spencer to kill the heaviest man on earth."