For the past 3 weeks I've been helping everyone heal. I've also been punishing Kagekao every morning as well. He seems to be getting weaker and weaker by day. Maybe this is how we are going to kill him.
I was sitting down with Mike. His leg was healing great. He's able to walk without the crutches. I was feeding him a bowl of ramen.
  He laughed. "Manami, my leg is hurt. Not my arms."
  I sighed blushing from embarrassment. "I'm sorry. I just feel like I'm the reason why you got hurt."
  He stayed silent. "It's not like you knew what was going to happen. You have nothing to feel bad about."
  I looked down. "I'm still the one who shot you."
  "I don't blame you for that. I blame Kagekao." He said lifting my chin.
  I smile. "Alright."
  He smiles as well and grabs the bowl of ramen and starts eating it.
  I giggle and put on some TV. Reports of a cannible start showing up on the news. I know it's not Lazari. It's not me...dad? I text my dad for answers.
(The text messages are from each other's perspective. Like Daddy👨‍👧🗡🖤 is Manami's contact name for EJ and My Girl👨‍👦👣😍 is EJ's contact name for Manami. Get it? Good.)

My Girl👨‍👧👣😍- Hey daddy, there are reports of a cannible out. Is that you they are taking about?

Daddy👨‍👧🗡🖤- yeah. Sorry. I had to get my mind off stuff so I went out killing. I'll be home soon. Love you!

My Girl👨‍👧👣😍- Alright dad. Love you too. Be careful.

Daddy👨‍👧🗡🖤- I will. See ya.

My Girl👨‍👧👣😍- Bye.

  I shut my phone off and walked downstairs to Painter's room. I saw Painter trying to help heal up Kagekao's wounds.
  I growled. It seemed to have gotten Kagekao's attention.
  "Hey there sexy." Kagekao smirked. I noticed his mask was off.
  I started at him emotionlessly. "Don't. I'm not in the mood, ass."
  He hissed. "Ow."
  Painter looked at me. "Oh. Hey ES."
  I waved and walked away. I can't be in the same room as Kagekao without beating the living crap outta him.
  I walk upstairs to Rowan's room and check on her. She was all healed up besides some bruises. Same with Electra. Joueur had helped her heal up. I checked on Puppeteer as well. He had some burns from the floor on his side still healing but he's fine. I checked on the newest addition to our group, Lila. She's been hanging around us lately. It feels nice having a new face around. She's really nice and skillful. She helps a lot within our group. Plus she's funny. 
  I walked into her room to check on her. She seemed to be texting while laying on her bed.
  "Yo Lila." I called.
  She looked up from her phone and waved. "Hey ES."
  I smiled. "What's up?"
  "Just texting my sister." She shrugged.
  I looked around her room and saw it was similar to mine but different shades of blue. "Nice room. You like it?"
  She nods happily. "Yup!"
  "That's good. Anyways, I wanted to thank you for all the help." I sighed leaning on the door way.
  "Oh no problem! I love helping you guys out." She smiles.
  I smile at her response. "I gotta go. I'm going around checking on everyone. See ya later Lila." I waved.
  "See ya!" She smiles.
  I walk off and check on Painter again. I want to make sure Kagekao didn't pull some shit on him. I walk down to the basement and see Painter stitching up Kagekao's back. He could clearly see the ES carved in his back.
  Kagekao saw me and gave me an apologetic look.
  A tear gathered in my eye. Shit. I'm busted. I cussed in my head as tears rushed down my cheeks. I sniffled, which got Painter's attention.
  He looked up at me with disappointment painted across his face. "Manami..."
  I silently cried as I ran off. I ran to the roof where I always hide. I sat up there and thought of the many different scenarios that could happen if Painter showed up. He could yell at me for torturing him. He could hate me for stooping down to Kagekao's level. He could be understanding of what I did and forgive me. He could get mad at me for hurting him. He could overreact. There are too many situations that could happen. I start thinking of the bad ones and I start crying.
  "I'm sorry...I'm sorry...I'm sorry...I'm sorry...I'm sorry...I'm sorry...I'm sorry...I'm sorry...I'm sorry...I'm sorry...I'm sorry...I'm sorry." I repeated until a voice interrupted me.
  "For what?" A familiar voice asked.
  I hugged my knees and hid my face. "I did something bad. Even though I enjoyed it and I had every right to do what I did, I think I angered my closest friend."
  "I see. Did you tell your friend sorry?"
  "No. I didn't want to talk to him after he found out."
  "Maybe you should explain to him why you did what you did."
  "Why should I trust you. I don't even know who you are. Your voice sound familiar though."
  "Because I'm giving you good advise so just do it."
  I sighed. "I guess you are right. Thanks."
  "No problem sweetheart. Now go talk to your friend."
  I nod and get up. I look around but no one was around. I shrug and go down to talk to Painter.