Entries

Chapter 7

Journal,

I did it. I did it.

It's done.

He's done.

Rin's safe from him forever now.

There's only one thing: I can't tell her what I did. You see, Journal, I killed him.

I did!

But if Rin finds out it was me, she'll take things way out of hand. I just want her to be happy, and with Kaito dead she will be, won't she?

It was so fun, I still have such an adrenaline rush!

The screams and the crackle of the fire is still ringing in my ears.

Crack!

Crack!

Oh. Don't worry. I cleaned up after myself. You want to know exactly what happened?

Well ok.

Kaito was waiting at the park when I got there. He had a guilty look on his stupid face. He should.

But when he noticed Rin wasn't around he asked me about it, and I told him that she went to the bathroom. He believed me! That's what's so funny.

But then I pointed behind him and said "Oh, here she comes." Then he turned around and

BAM

I hit him over the head with the hammer I'd brought with me. He toppled to the ground like an old doll. I moved him with my foot a few times making sure he was unconscious and then wrapped the wound I'd made with a few bandages. I didn't want anyone asking why he was bleeding.

See? I thought this out.

I hoisted him over my shoulder and dragged him all the way home. When people started to stare or when someone asked if he was ok, I'd come up with just the right excuse.

"He's been drinking...Called me to pick him up, but then he decided to pass out and hit his head on the cement."

One lady patted my head and told me I was a good friend. She was nice.

Anyway, I took him into the shed Dad has in the back yard. The walls are made of off this thick cement so I could be as loud as I wanted, and no one could hear what was happening. I'd set up an old work table in the middle of the room yesterday, and layed out some old ragged towels to soak up the blood.

I tied him to the table and went outside to get a fire started in the pit I'd dug.

When I came back he was awake and obviously in pain.

"Awake I see?" I said, and he looked at me, with confusion.

"Len?" he said, and I laughed. Then he got violent, struggling with the ropes and getting nowhere. So I laughed some more.

"What's going on?" he asked and when I told him Revenge he had the most...priceless expression.

I went to the wall and grabbed one of the small saws off the hook. I swear his eyes could have fallen out of his skull.

The saw, when I held it, felt so warm in my hands. I got over excited and held down one of fingers on the table before bringing the thing down and chopping it off.

The scream that followed was so...addicting.

Then he started to beg for me to stop. He told me he was sorry.

"LIAR!" I said then cut off another one of his fingers. Really it continued like that until finally the guy bled to death.

I burned his body after that, and all his severed ligaments, and the bloody towels and his clothes. Except the scarf. Because apparently I'm sadistic and want a souvenir. I kept his trademark blue scarf. But I buried it in the yard. Under the oak tree Rin and I used to play under when we were little.

I just got finished burying my fire pit and washing up the shed. Man am I tired now.

Think I'll take a nap.

-Len

1/4 7:20pm

Dear Diary,

I got my Revenge in dance class! I think her arm will be sore for a week.

Anyway, I feel a lot better than I was yesterday. Len really did help after all.

I came home today and he was taking a nap on the couch. I just covered him up with a blanket and went to my room. Weird though, he kind of smelled like smoke. Not cigarettes but like bonfire smoke.

I think he may have been grilling because there was grilled steak laid out on the table for dinner.

Which was delicious by the way!

-Rin