Ditch

Lee Haeyoung's POV

Lala had a knife in her hand as she stood by my bedside. It had red liquid at its tip. The fact that she had a smile on her face made it even scarier than it was supposed to be.

"Who did you kill?" I found myself asking

She tilted her head to the side.

"Kill?"

"There's blood on the knife. Who did you kill?"

She started laughing out loud. I've never heard her laugh like that before.

"This isn't blood. It's jam, see?"

Lala licked the jam off the knife, as if it was a lollipop. She stared at me in the eyes as she did so. It gave me the creeps.

"Everyone is still asleep. Do you want to have breakfast with me, just the two of us?"

I checked the clock on the wall. It was 3:20 in the morning. The sun wasn't even up yet.

"I'm still very tired." I said, "I want to rest some more. You should too."

"Come on now." She put the knife down on the dressing table and sat down next to me on the bed, "Are you sure you don't what to join me?"