Chapter 5!

Here's my Fri-Fant. It's pretty intense this week. INTENSE!!!! I'll let you get to it, then.

Chapter 5: Dilema

At the hospital, Cathrine paced across the room. Back and forth. Back and forth.
"Where is he!? Its been hours since he left! Where the heck did he go!?" Cathrine shouted as she paced.
"I honestly don't know, but can you please stop pacing? You're making me dizzy." Joseph said, annoyed.
"Well, I--" Cathrine started, but was cut off by a knocking at the door. "What do you want?" she shouted.
"Um, Miss Cathrine Jay? You're needed downstairs." a small voice from behind the door chirped.
"I'll be there in a minute." Cathrine replied.
"It's a matter of urgency." the small voice stated.
"All right, all right. I'm coming." Cathrine pointed at Joseph. "Stay here." she commanded." With that, she walked from the room.
Joseph sat on the hospital bed, thinking. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a shiny metal object. James's pocket knife, which he had easily swiped from him. He flipped it open and examined the blade. It was worn down, but still sharp enough, and was serrated near the bottom. It was an ideal knife for his plans. Kill. First the annoying red-head. Next the arrogant blond.
His plans were going to turn to actions very soon. Very soon indeed.
"So, why do they need me?" Cathrine asked the small woman that had escorted her the the ground floor.
"I haven't the slightest idea. I was just told to come get you." the woman said.
"Well, I don't see a fire or anything. I'm leaving." Cathrine said and turned to leave.
"Please wait, Miss!" the woman called after her.
"I have other, more important, things to attend to." she stated and went to the elevator and pressed the button to close the doors before the woman could catch up. She went back to the room where she was keeping Joseph. The room was empty. The window was open. "Oh, craaaappp..." She stood facing the window on the far side of the room, with her arms crossed. Now what was she going to do?
Joseph slipped silently into the room. He stepped closer and closer to the girl looking at the window, the pocket knife in his hand. He took the final step to her and plunged the knife in her back, right in her ribcage.
Cathrine let out an ear-splitting shriek, then blood came from her mouth. She looked up and, through her blurred vision. Saw Joseph with James's pocket knife in her hand, doused in her blood. Tears slipped from her eyes as he walked away. "He...trust...ed......you...." she whispered as her world slowly went black before her eyes.



Hope you liked it.


-Demy