ONE NIGHT III

                                    

                                          
"No one will hear about this, ever," Mark demanded.
                          
"No, they-they will! I'm going to the police and you're gonna rot in jail along with Richard. 
                          
"Oh, you're cute. You and I both know that the cops aren't gonna listen to some dumb Greaser girl. Wanna hear a little story?" He laughed.
                          
No, they will listen to m-" Mark covered my mouth with his hand.
                          
"Richard, the leader of our Soc gang," he laughed, "who am I kidding? Richard wasn't the leader, I was. I controlled him to do whatever I wanted. When I saw him getting closer to you I couldn't have that so I punished him by making him kill Dally. That way he'd be thrown in jail and Dally would be dead. No one would be left to protect you from me. I could do whatever I wanted to you, Katy, the fun has just begun," he smirked. 
                          
"No, the fun has just ended for you. I got it all on tape, everything," I said revealing my camera that I had left on.
                          
"You might be bluffing," he growled. 
                          
"Why would I do that? I'll show you the tapes," I frantically said.
                          
"I guess you'll have to die to," he sighed.
                          
"No! You'll never get away with it," I whispered. 
                          
"Sure I will," he said.
                          
"No you won't, you're not smart enough. There wasn't enough planning!" I insisted. 
                          
"Well then we'll both have to die," he suggested. This dude was mental!
                          
Cold metal was pressed to my forehead. Perspiration ran down my forehead and tears ran down my face. I didn't speak. A loud bang went off and blood went every where. Before I blacked out for good I heard another bang go off and then an eternity of blackness and silence started.