Chapter 3 - The Rise Of Blue Psychopaths

3...2...1...SURPRISE! Was the word Bleu had walked in on. All his friends' smiles had turned into a confused look when they saw that he was alone.

"Where's Hailey?" Maisey looked around him. Bleu walked in and found a half finished cup of juice, he finished it before saying "Hailey couldn't make it. She had to go on a little trip to her grandparents and wont be coming back for a while."

Maisey straight away pointed to her phone "Ugh! That's a lie! Hailey would of told me days before!"

Her high pitched voice made Bleu shiver. "She told me that you didn't need to know. Just because you're her best friend, doesn't mean you know everything that's going on in her life." Maisey was about to have a fist talk with Bleu until Kail pulled her back. "Wait, she told you about her plans?"

"I mean she is in love with him. She had a crush on him ever since Bleu changed slightly, I guess girl's really have the eye for men" Cameron sat on a table and played with his rings.

"Guys can we stop focusing on Bleu and discuss why Hailey's gone?" Maisey sat down. Everyone stared at her and looked at each other.

"Maisey, Hailey has things she would like to do that are important to her and we have our things. Just calm down and call her when she gets back. Alrigh-"

"Not alright! I know Hailey, she wouldn't just disappear on the night! If she had to she would tell us last second. I think Bleu's lying!"

Bleu looked around as soon as Maisey said his name. He knew to zone out of all the conversations that we're going on then when you are called, be as innocent as you can. "Huh? Who said my name?"

"Shut up! I'm talking to ya and I know what you said about Hailey isn't true. It can't be. Her grandparents live in Scotland, she'd have to prepare and therefore she would have enough time to tell us!"

"Woah, pack it up, Sherlock. Not everyone you first see is suspicious." Cameron led Maisey to to the sitting room and made her sit down. She crossed her legs and crossed her arms, obviously she was trying to make this situation seem more than it is. "Bleu if I find out your lying, you won't be seeing daylight aga-" Kail had shoved a small tart into her mouth. "Don't worry Bleu, she won't do anything to you, I swear."

But Bleu didn't see it as a joke, he saw it as a life threatening statement and he felt something that Maisey will soon feel if she found out what happened. Pain. Bleu felt pain in his chest-no, he felt pain in his heart. He was no longer a human but a psychopath. Why? Because he was plotting, plotting hard just to take the life of a friend, Maisey....

Seizing his prey, Bleu walked on over to the couch where everyone was sitting at and tapped Maisey's shoulder. "Hey." She turned around and examined him to check if there was any evidence of where her friend went. "What do you want?"

Bleu looked her into the eye and looked around. "Sorry for what I said earlier. Do you want to come with me and plant some blueberries in the backyard? I'll explain what really happened. I promise." He held out his hand waiting for her to tag along. But instead she scrunched her nose. "Eww. You think I'm gonna get my new blouse messed up?"

"You don't have to help me. You can sit and watch me."

Cameron spun around "Is Bleu being nice for once?" he laughed but was cut off by Bleu's piercing cold eyes. Maisey got up from her seat and followed Bleu into the garden. "Be quick. We've decided what movie we're watching"

"Oh don't worry, I'll make it quick." Bleu was smiling but not in a good way...he bent down to pull out a few roots from the patch before doing his work. Maisey, of course, sat down on a bench behind him and watched without interest. "So what's the news?" she yawned.

"Hailey was walking with me...she wasn't in the right state of mind and knocked my drink over...after she gave me a weird present..." Bleu picked up his shovel. Maisey's attention drew back. "What present? What's inside of it?" she stood up and tried to look over Bleu's shoulder. "Come look. It's in my hands." Bleu turned to face her as she crouched to his level. In his hand there was the small box Hailey gave him. "It's pretty isn't it?" he smiled. Maisey snatched the box from his hand and examined it. "It's not about the box, it's what is inside of it, silly. Why would the box matter?" she opened it slightly to reveal an empty space.

"What!? Bleu where the f*ck is the present she gave you? If you're trying to trip me up, that's you writing your own death note." she jumped onto Bleu throwing him about-yes-throwing him about. Bleu can be very lightweight for human, or very heavyweight. He slowly got up straightening his ruffled hair. "Maisey, I think you said it wrong..." he smiled widely with a glint of wickedness within his eyes. Picking up the message before he could say it, Maisey had her most horrified face on. She found her way to the backyard door, trying her best to crack open the lock.

"Maisey! Where are you going?" he stood up. "We haven't written your death note together!" he picked up his shovel and charged for her. Luckily, Maisey found a way to open the door and was running full speed down the road. Running for her life....but her life was way ahead of her...

She turned round the corner, locking eyes with an entrance to the woods. The only problem is that it was on the other side of the road. Around 45% chance of getting to the other side without Bleu pulling a serious prank that could trip her up. She had a chance, that was the only thing on her mind. Please, please leave me alone, I get your message. Go away!, she thought. Her own voice sounded annoying in her head. There was no time to change her voice now...the end of the road had come...

"After the blue car, after the blue car." Maisey didn't realise she was chanting out loud as Bleu could hear from a few metres away. "You mean UNDER the blue car!" he pushed a few people out the way still having his eye on her, still having his smile for her. Oh sh*t! Scrap that, Maisey lunged forwards knowing her second lunge will come when the car had moved. She miscalculated. The car driver stopped to take a look at Bleu and Maisey lunged into the car turning to slam her left arm against it instead of her face. She slid down in pain. "That... went horribly...wrong." she cried.

She still was lucky enough to now have a 43% if escaping. And when I mean escaping, I mean escaping Bleu. She found her way to stand up and limp to the small opening to the woods in between two houses. She really had hope until she was caught by her blouse. It was Bleu and he had pinned Maisey down with one hand and shovel ready in the other.

"Let me carve out your heart, just as a present. I'll keep it safe. Trust me." Bleu had crossed the line and now had a full on psycho mindset. Maisey tried her best to wriggle out and kick her way out of Bleu's grip. She finally got two hands out and within a few seconds she had slapped Bleu and dived into the little thorny entrance. Bleu stood to his feet and straightened the hair that was in his face. Did he go after her? No. The forest opening was quite thorny and had something to trip you up one way or another. Maybe even hold you or strangle you.

Maisey's chance of living where now 12%. Very slim. Bleu repeatedly threw the shovel into the air, with one hand in his pocket, whistled and walked back to the backyard as innocent as ever. Looking like he just went to meet a friend, he opened the wooden door he let out a hearty laugh and sat down to finish the work he started. It was very easy, make a hole, place the seed in, cover it up and then add water. It was as easy as what Bleu did to Hailey and Maisey, they both died with plants around them. Bleu's favourite. He smiled again underneath his dangling hair.

Bleu's kind had a weird blood lust, high anxiety levels, a craving for someone to get hurt. This wrong mindset was only present in 4 people within 10. This sounded like Bleu's cravings were just getting started...

A chart above his head turned to 108, of course, Bleu had tucked a seed into her blouse.

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