Untitled-by Susan Thomas

    Things had gotten a little out of hand. My partner in crime had completely lost it when it came time for the kill. We were supposed to shoot them and then make it look like a robbery. We had watched a bunch of those true crime shows on Discovery Channel to figure out what to do and what not to do. It wasn't supposed to turn into a blood bath. This would be impossible to cover up. Heck, this mess could end up on the news.
    "Shit, dude. You were only supposed to shoot them. I didn't want my parents to die this way. It's a bit harsh."
     My friend Barclay gave me a smirk and shrugged his shoulders.
    "You wanted them dead, but didn't have the guts to do it yourself. So here I am. I my as well get to enjoy it. Besides they always thought I was trash. They deserved this."
     Barclay bent down with his knife in hand he bent down and began to severe  my father's head. I watched in horror and felt my stomach begining to slosh around in a dangerous way. I knew I was going to puke. I didn't want to do that here. It would be evidence.
    "Do you have to decapitate them?"
    Barclay stood up with my father's head in his hand. He looked at me with a dark look in his eyes. He walked over to the window and flung it open.
    "This is what you wanted Lane. I am simply giving you what you wanted," he screamed as he flung my father's head out the window.
    In a panic I ran over to the window. I couldn't believe I made this plan with such a moron. We were on the tenth floor of an apartment building on one of the busiest streets in the city. I watched as the head fell and hit the pavement with a splat. I then soon heard screams follow and several pedestrians pull out their cell phone.
    "What are you crazy! We will never get out of here in time."
    He looked at me with a crazy grin and a glare that sent shivers up my spine.
    "I have to get caught if my plan is going to work. Lots of people to kill. Men in blue they piss me off."
    "What about me?"
    He just cracked an evil laugh and began to walk towards me with the knife. I began to panic and scream. Just as he lunged at me I heard a gun go off. I quickly checked myself and saw I wasn't shot. I looked up and saw Barclay fall over with a thump. A nice clean bullet hole in the back of his head. I then noticed the police officer standing at the opposite end of the room. I began to panic. I hadn't heard sirens or heard him break in. What was I going to do?
    "Are you alright miss? Is there anyone else in apartment? Are you hurt?"
    Wait he didn't suspect me? I had assumed he heard everything. Could I truly be this lucky. I might be able to lie my way out of this. After all he did all the dirty work and any prints of mine could be explained by my living here. I forcefully held back a smile.
    "Oh...officer it was awful. He made me watch as he slaughtered my family. Then he was about to kill me the same way when you saved me! Is there any hope for my mom?"
   " I just need you to come with me. Let me escort you to safety mam."
   "Yes, sir." I said conjuring up some tears and doing my best to act like I was in shock. On the inside I was smiling. They had their killer. I was going to get away with it. Now all I had left to do was track down my sister and kill her to. After all she's the one I hated the most. She left me alone with those abusive bastards. Heck the police might find her for me. Although next time it would have to look like an accident. They would get suspicious if it turned into another blood bath. Next time I would do the deed to make sure it all went right, but it was going to take a lot more research.