This is Part1 of chapter 15!!
Rage filled my eyes. Embelline dangled in my arms. There was blood everywhere, on the carpet, on the walls, even on the curtains. I quickly started the fire, and threw Embelline in. It wasn’t as hard as I thout it would be. She screamed, of course, she fought back, but my love was stronger. The red flames licked over Embelline’s body, taking her under. The smell was horrible, just like her. It was strong like burning plastic but still sweet somehow. The flames were now on the walls, taking over the building. I jumped out the window and ran towards the forest. James was waiting there for me, he held both Mary’s and Thomas beheaded heads on each of his hand. Finally that bitch and her boyfriend were dead. I couldn’t help but laugh. We smiled at each other as I got closer.
“Where’s Embelline?” He asked as I took his hand.
“Dead.” I said in the calmest voice I could.
“Good,” James replied. “She was getting kind of annoying. “ He threw both heads over his shoulders, and picked me up, smashing me into his chest. He carried me home. To his home. To our Home. And I didn’t complain one second of it.
Rage filled my eyes. Embelline dangled in my arms. There was blood everywhere, on the carpet, on the walls, even on the curtains. I quickly started the fire, and threw Embelline in. It wasn’t as hard as I thout it would be. She screamed, of course, she fought back, but my love was stronger. The red flames licked over Embelline’s body, taking her under. The smell was horrible, just like her. It was strong like burning plastic but still sweet somehow. The flames were now on the walls, taking over the building. I jumped out the window and ran towards the forest. James was waiting there for me, he held both Mary’s and Thomas beheaded heads on each of his hand. Finally that bitch and her boyfriend were dead. I couldn’t help but laugh. We smiled at each other as I got closer.
“Where’s Embelline?” He asked as I took his hand.
“Dead.” I said in the calmest voice I could.
“Good,” James replied. “She was getting kind of annoying. “ He threw both heads over his shoulders, and picked me up, smashing me into his chest. He carried me home. To his home. To our Home. And I didn’t complain one second of it.