With each bump of the bass, my headache got worse. I looked over to the boy driving beside me. The grin on his face made my hatred grow. I used to love him. But now his voice just annoyed me to a point beyond belief. I don't know how to tell him. I can't lie and say that I haven't thought about how much easier it would be if he just died. If he just got hit by a car.
"What's wrong?" He asks.
I snap out of my thoughts. "Oh, nothing. I'm fine." He nods. I look down at my food. I was hungry so I decided take food along for the ride to my sisters house. I take a bite of my Mac and cheese. For a second, I'm happy. It's really good mac and cheese...
My voices tell me to stick the fork in his throat. I ignore it... it's still tempting, though.
"Do you want to get-" before I knew what I was doing, I stabbed him in the neck. He screamed to the best of his ability with a fork in his neck. The car swerved into the guard rail. I kept stabbing until he stopped moving and choking.
I left the fork in his neck. I start to panic. My hand was already on the door handle. I opened the door and ran. I kept running until I tripped and fell into a tree. Everything went black.

I'm sorta sorry for not posting lately... I didn't feel like it