Looks at you in fear*

p... please mom

*licks my lip*

I can't stop now

no please you can

no one will know

ill eat anyhting you want i wont talk back

Can we kill Michael ?

i

if thats what

you *sniff

want

Yes

You promise?

No jokes?

The real shit

y...yes *sniff i

promise

que tal

*let's You go*

so what do you want now?

Kill micheal

But first

this is some fucking dedicated roleplay

Kill uncle wrds

i slowly grab the knife from amys hand

Kill

Ucle

Wrds

I look at amy with fear in my eyes

He's the one who helped kill your father

*snaps quas' wrist forcing the knife to the floor*

*picks it up and bends the blade between his teeth*

:o

i step back

crying

I told you

there can be only one

*runs to the kitchen*

collapses to the floor looking at wrds

*grabs the steak knife*