Psychos

I feel a sting on my cheek and I open my eyes. My vision is blurry but I can still see Andy's figure. I can feel the dry blood on my face. I lick my lips and swallow, the horrible taste of it filling my mouth. I groan, closing my eyes again. Everything hurts, my nose especially. The last thing I remember is Chad's foot coming down on my face. How could he do such a thing? Something hard collides with my chest, knocking all of the air out of me. I gasp, shooting my eyes open. I see Andy retracting his foot. "Get up! Or I'll kick you again." I whimper, looking around. I don't see Chad or the one named Ashley any where. "Where's Chad?" I ask sitting up, breathing heavily. He laughs in response. My heart sinks into my stomach. "Where is he?" I ask again. "Get up and I'll show you." He says with an evil grin. I slowly stand up, not trying to loose my balance and fall.

Andy grips my arm tightly and yanks me forward. I almost fall on my face. I'm pulled down the hall and into another room. I gasp when I see him. He's in chains, he's four inches off the ground. His shirt is torn and there is blood everywhere. Wounds are all over his body, on his arms and his torso, he looks up at me. His face is battered with cuts and bruises. One of his eyes are swollen shut. I feel tears forming as I run towards him. "Chad?" A low moan escapes his lips. "I'm..." He breathes in, making a wheezing sound "Sorry, for hurting you." I cup his bloodied face. "No, Chad. It wasn't your fault." Tears start falling down my face. hear footsteps and Andy appears beside me with a blade in his hand. Before I can react he cuts Chad in the side leaving a long gash.

I scream watching the dark liquid gush out of the cut. Chad grips the chains tightly and groans in pain. I quickly put pressure on the wound, getting blood all over my hands. He groans again. "He's going to be dead before tomorrow any ways, so why bother?" I shake my head, more tears pouring out my eyes. "No. No, please, he can't die." I press harder, but it doesn't work. The blood keeps coming. He holds the blade out to me. Does he want me to kill him? I could never do that. "It's your choice." He says firmly. "Do it." Chad says it where it's barely audible. I look at him like he's crazy. But then I look t all the pain he's in, all the cuts on his body. He's not going to survive, I know that, why should he have to wait? "Please." He whispers, his face pale, he looks sickly. "But, I..I can't" I say shaking my head. "If you love me, you will. Please." I take blade, sobbing loudly. I can't kill him, I love him too much, but I don't want him to suffer.

I turn to him. A singe tear roles down his face, making my heart break more. "Do it." "I love you Chad. I always have." "I love you too, I'm sorry for the way I treated you. You didn't deserve that. But promise me something, Promise me you'll escape, find help." He whispers the end of the sentence. nod and lean in kissing him passionately. I cry one more tear before bringing the blade up and pushing it into his neck. He makes a strangled noise and I quickly pull it out. I drop the knife immediately, realizing what I just did. "No..No, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." It only takes three seconds for him to completely bleed out and his eyes go lifeless. "No!" I drop to my knees sobbing loudly. What Have I done?

Notes

well I fixed the problem, but Im still going to be updating the stories on the other account. i don't when Ill be able to update again but I'll try to do it soon.