DO NOT DO THIS AT HOME OR AT ANY TIME.
ALEXIS:
When I joined the school I met the popular clique. Seven little bitches. They had to go. And I met Kylie. I pretended to love her, it was easy. She had been hurt by them. She would be perfect and if anyone found out, I would blame her. It was perfect.
So I asked out Kylie and she said yes. She told me about the torture and hell those girls put her through. I almost felt bad for using her. Emphasis on the almost.
So I told her my plan. We would kill those girls one by one. Just like Emmeline. We would make it as brutal as possible to bring them pain.
Look, I know it sounds sick and twisted. But we need to do this. What the did to Kylie sounds... awful. So I organised a horror movie fest sleepover to talk about it all with just me and Kylie. She told me what she was about to do and it was awful.
"Alexis," Kylie said, "I have something to say."
Her voice was shaky, barely audible. I reached over and took her hand, squeezing it gently. "You can tell me anything, okay? I'm here for you."
She looked at me, her eyes red and puffy. "I was planning on... ending it all. Tonight."
My heart stopped. "What? Kylie, you can't do that. You have so much to live for."
She shook her head. "They've ruined me. Every time I close my eyes, I see them laughing at me. I can't take it anymore."
I didn't know what to say. I wanted to save her. I wanted to make her see that her life was worth living, that she was worth it. But how could I compete with the voices in her head, with the memories of their cruelty?
"Please, Kylie. Don't do this. You don't have to go through this alone. We'll get through this together." I leaned forward, meeting her eyes. "I promise."
She sniffed, wiping away a tear. "Really?"
"Really." I squeezed her hand again. "I'm here for you, okay? We'll find a way to make them pay, I swear it."
Kylie looked at me for a long moment, searching my eyes. Then, finally, she nodded. "Okay," she whispered. "Okay, I'll try."
We sat there in silence for a while, both of us lost in our own thoughts. I could tell she was still struggling, still fighting against the darkness inside her head. But for now, I had bought us some time. Time to come up with a plan. Time to make them pay.
"Kylie, there's something I want to ask you. Something important."
She looked at me, her expression guarded. "What is it?"
"I need your help. I need you to trust me, okay? But you have to promise me that you won't tell anyone, not even the police."
Kylie's eyes widened in alarm. "What are you talking about, Alexis? You're scaring me."
"We can get them back. One by one so nobody suspects anything. Tonight," I told her, "maybe we should start with the weakest, then make our way up to the strongest."
Kylie's eyes widened, her expression a mix of fear and determination. "You're serious?" she whispered.
"I am," I said, my voice steady. "I want them to suffer like you suffered. I want them to know what it's like to be helpless and alone. But we need to be careful. We can't leave any evidence behind. We need to make sure this is perfect."
Kylie took a deep breath, her chest heaving. She looked at me with determination in her eyes. "I'm in," she said. "Whatever you need me to do, I'll do it."
"So who is the weakest?" I asked her.
She thought for a moment, then said, "Well, there's Kasey. She's always been a bit of a follower. We could start with her. Tonight. She is gonna pay. I want to kill her, then kill them all. We need to kill them brutally and painfully to make them feel the pain."
I felt a chill run down my spine at the thought of murder, but I didn't want to lose Kylie's resolve. I nodded, slowly. "Okay. Kasey it is. Do you have any ideas on how to get to her? We need to plan this out, make sure everything goes smoothly."
Kylie thought for a moment before responding. "She lives in the big house on the hill, you know the one. Her parents are always gone. We can sneak in through the back door while they're gone. It'll be easy." Her voice was shaky, but there was determination there too.
"All right. We'll go there after we finish watching these movies. Make sure you're ready. And, Kylie, I want you to remember why we're doing this. It's not just about getting back at them. It's about standing up for ourselves, for what's right. Okay?"
She nodded, wiping away another tear. "Okay, Alexis. I won't forget." And with that, we turned back to the horror movie, our minds racing with plans of vengeance and retribution.
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