**_GREG_**

“AUBREY! Put the knife down!” I stagger behind the couch as my girlfriend, who is about to be my ex-girlfriend after I get out of this, comes forward to me with a knife. Eyes crazed and mouth wide as she breathes shakily.

“Are you scared, Greg?” She whispers. She darts to the left and I go the opposite direction. “Don’t be scared.”

I walk backwards, slowly, like I’m trying to escape ...

“Anya, put the knife down.”

She doesn’t make a move, only stares at me.

“I’m your friend. You can’t kill me.”

She takes a shaky breath that sounds more like a gasp. “You don’t understand how much this means to me. I need the money. Don’t you see?”

“And I need my life. It’s just a twisted game.”

She takes a step towards me. Her hand trembles. “I wouldn’t have played if I didn’t need to. And I...

“You!” She exclaimed, her anger ringing throughout the halls.

The urge to run is high but it’s pointless as there’s no way to outrun her and there are no more places to hide. I gave her a look of neutrality, hoping that maybe she’d have mercy on me but I knew she wouldn’t. She never did.

She grabbed my arm, harshly pulling me into our bedroom. Releasing my arm, she pointed to a spot in the mid...

I and my current girlfriend had been dating for roughly about two years, and seeing as how we’re still in high school, it was quite shocking to see how long the relationship had lasted so far.

As of now, said girl and I were walking down the eerily quiet road, occasionally exchanging words, although mainly just soaking up each other’s presence.

"Did you see what happened today? In the gym?" She ...

“She glared at me for a moment, then plunged the knife into my stomach and left me to die. And that’s how I ended up here.

It’s really unfortunate timing cause I really believed she was the one. I was all set to ask her before she flipped out and stabbed me. I just wish she truly loved me like I loved her, then maybe I wouldn’t be in this position. If she really did love me she would have ...

Kandace backed away in horror. The knife slipping from her hand and landing with a metallic clank on the kitchen tiles. A whisk of blood streaking across the floor and onto the kitchen cabinets.

“What the fuck? How…”. She muttered. Her eyes wide, her lower jaw trembling.

“Insane right?”

“How?” She blurted out. Her eyes ping-ponging from the knife wound in my gut to my eyes.

“Okay. So ea...

Dinner always strolls by the graveyard gates at about 8 in the evening when the moon is full and the night sky dances with stars. I want to reach through the gates, grab her brown hair and broom figure, and carry her back to my corner of the mausoleum, but I know better. If I bring some for me, I have to bring her back to share, and I’m not sure I want to do that. She’s mine.

I’d rather do it thi...

I approached the room at the end of hallway cautiously, alert for any kind of movement. I kept my hand on my dagger the entire time I made my way to the oak door. This was the last room in the house, she had to be here.

Taking a deep breath, wincing at the small twinge of pain it brought, slowly I opened the door. The eerie creak echoed throughout the house and filled my ears. My heart sped...

‘She stared at me for a moment, then plunged the knife into my stomach.’ I told it like a story. Well, I guess it was, but I didn’t think it was one I would be able to tell.

After being in hospital for months, me and dad moved.

I broke about a year later. My only vest was in the wash, so I couldn’t wear it. Despite my attempts to hide the scar while changing for PE, Michael saw it.

He sat down ...

She stared at me for a moment, then plunged the knife into my stomach.

Everybody in the school corridor gasped. I think I let out a whimper, I then softly asked;

“…Why?”

Which I knew was the stupidest thing I could have said. I’ve been bullying this girl for 3 months straight. She must have had enough of me. Anyone could’ve worked that out. So stupid of me to even ask that question.

“What a s...