I awoke with a start the next morning. I'd hardly slept. Partly from the engagement excitement, and partly from the plans today holds. We're gonna kill Bella Fabray.
I sat and lay in the silence of the morning, surrounding myself with my thoughts.

"What if we get caught?" I remembered asking. Getting caught was the absolute worst case scenario.
"We're not gonna get caught. This plan is foolproof, trust me." Brian has reassured over and over. I did trust Brian a lot, but this wasn't a trust excercise. This was someone's life.

I'd managed to fall back asleep, only to be faced with a nightmare.

I'm running as fast as I can. My heart is pounding through my ears as the blood circulates through my brain. I can't stop, I must keep going. I must out run her. I turn around for a split second to see how close she is to me. Too close. I try to pick up my pace, but my body just won't go any faster. I'm running, running, when I see what's ahead of me. A dead end. I stop. I wipe the sweat off my forehead with the back of my hand. Hey..I don't have tattoos on my hands..or my arms..I'm not me.
I'm Zacky.
She reaches her target: me. She pulls a knife out of her pocket and...

"Lucy!!" Zacky shouts, waking me. He looks worried.
"What's wrong?" I asked groggily.
"You! You-you were shaking and crying and having a bad dream and wouldn't wake up. I was worried about you. Do you wanna talk about it?" He asked, concerned.
I put on a fake smile, trying to shake off the after effects of my bad dream. Zacky knew me too well, he could see right through me.
"I don't think it's a coincidance you happen to have a nightmare last night. when today is over, I promise you you'll feel much better, okay?" He said, stroking my cheek and smiling. He always knew just what to say.
"Okay..just..promise me you'll be careful?" I asked, worried.
"Of course I will. I'll be extra super double careful." He promised, grasping my face in his hands.
What we're doing is dangerous. Beyond fucking dangerous.
This wasn't going to be your average sunday drive, oh no. Today's the day we kill Bella Fabray.

Brian's POV*

The easiest part was over. Stealing Matty's phone in order to get Bella's number. That was too easy. Here's what we did:
Zacky goes up to Matty, who happens to be texting, and says,
"Yo man, I came up with this sick new riff last night. You gotta hear it." Now Matty is intrigued. Matty follows Zacky into the basement, leaving his phone on the arm rest of the chair he was sitting on. I didn't know when he'd be back, so I immediatley got to work. One problem: He'd locked his phone before he left, and he had a password. Four numbers. I thought and thought. Or could it be four letters..?
6-1-8-8
He's an idiot. The phone clicked open and I was in. I smirked at my own cleverness and got the number from his address book. I then texted Zacky off my phone telling him that the deed was done and he was free to bring Matty up to the main floor whenever he felt like it. I then texted Bella off of my own phone:

Hey, Bella. It's Brian Haner. I was wondering if you'd be up to chat-S

Is this a joke...?-B

No, I swear to you it's me. Ask me anything.-S

What did your girlfriend shout at me when I left Jimmy's party?-B

Didn't she call you a "parasite"?-S

That she did. Hello, Brian. Why're you texting me? Mia would pop her babies out right now if she found out.-B

I know she would. This is me being rebelious. Rebelious is sexy, right?-S

Good point(; -B

Ugh. I could hardly hold back my vommit. Was I really flirty texting Bella?

I'm glad you like it(; So listen, I was wondering if you'd wanna get together or something?-S

I don't know...what if Mia finds out?-B

She won't, trust me. You're safe.-S

You're safe? Man was I a liar.

If you say so. Meet me at the coffee house on 26th street at noon. Can't wait to see you there(;-B

Me neither, byeeeee(;-S

Thank God that was over. It was eleven thirty now, I should probably leave soon. Zacky was coming with me, but Bella didn't know that and never would. Zacky is coming incase any complications occur. Plus I really don't wanna do this alone.
Zacky came back up from the basement with Matty.
"Yo man that was sick! Remember that for rehersal tomorrow." Matty instructed. Zacky nodded and then saw me. He glanced at his watch and he knew we had to leave and put our plan into action.
"I'll try to dude, listen, me and Bri got a guitar center thing to go do. We'll be back later." Zacky said.
"Alright guys, have fun!" Matty shouts as we shut the door.

"Have fun." I think to myself, repeating his words over and over in my mind. This is in no way going to be "fun." Okay, maybe a little bit. It's just a deed that needs to be done.

Notes

next chapter a murder is commited :3