Don't Judge A Book By It's Cover (Joshler)

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Tyler's P.O.V

"How do you think they should go?" I ask everyone. Pete walks around behind them.

"How about" Pete starts. "Disappearing in the middle of the night." He suggests. It's not a bad idea.

"Yea.." Ray continues. "You leave a note saying that you were tired of the rich life so you left." He finishes. I walk away from them, making my way up the stairs.

"Where are you going?" Carl asks. I stop and turn to him.

"To find a book you've written in." I continue my way up the stairs. I walk over to the door that's already open. I turn on the light and look around the room. I look through the draws before finally finding a journal.

'This book belongs to Carl Saturn.'

Perfect. I open the book and flip through the pages, stopping at a random page. I read it over before grinning. Oh have I got the story for Cat. I look around a bit more before finding a piece of paper and a pen. I make my way downstairs. I walk in front of Carl and his eyes widen as he sees the book I have in my hand.

"Carl, Carl, Carl. How could you?" I say opening to the page again and reading over.

"Uh-I-um.." He stutters. I clear my throat.

"Tuesday, March 27th, 2017. Today I made a mistake. I cheated on my wife with the girl next door, Jenifer." I read glancing up at their expressions. Carl looked mortified while Cat is looking at him with disbelief. "I didn't want to. I swear I didn't, but she invited me over and I just couldn't help myself." I continue. I turn to another page and read through it.

"Monday, February 14th, 2018. I didn't again. It's like I can't stop. Mrs. Dalian, she just pulled me in and I couldn't stop. We both did something we regretted." I look up at the couple. Cat looked angry.

"Is this true, Carl?" She asks. Carl doesn't answer her. He looks away. "Answer me, Carl. Is this true?" Cat asks again. Carl sighs.

"I wanted to tell you, I really did, but-" Carl was trying to explain, but gets cut off.

"Save the explanation, Carl. I have stayed nothing, but faithful and this is what you do? You go behind my back!?" I love this. There's nothing like exploiting a cheater.

"Ya know what." Brendon starts. "Let's make a deal. We all agree here that she didn't deserve that." Brendon says. We all nod. "Then how about we let you go, kill the husband 'cause we're deprived and he deserves it and you never tell anyone about this encounter." Brendon suggests. Cat thinks about it for a moment.

"Cat, sweety, you can't seriously be thinking about this." Carl says, glancing between her and Brendon.

"I mean, if it's only been two times..." She trails off. Carl lets out a sigh of relief. I search further back into the book.

"Wednesday, January 25th, 2015. I've decided it's best to break off the affair I've been having Martha. She wasn't very happy. The affair started mid 2014 and I didn't have the guts to cut it off...until now." I look up at them. Carl is tense. Cat doesn't say a word. I flip through the book more. I read it over.

"Oh. This one is different. Friday, September 2nd, 2015. I've really been contemplating if I should divorce Cat. She wants to have a child and I don't think I'm ready for that. I've met this guy at my work place. I occasionally work at a high school. I was really stressed and we had a one night stand. That one night stand soon turned into a two night stand and we soon became friends with benefits. His name is Michael." This is gold. This guy's a player. Cat's mouth falls open and Carl squeezes his eyes shut.

"Michael!? And this was what? 2015!? Carl, you were 35 and Michael was 17!" Oh my god! We got illegal shit up in here.

"Oh my god. Let me see that." Brendon says snatching the book from my hands. He flips through the pages.

"Thursday, January 2nd, 2018. Yesterday was new years day and just before the count down, I was with Michael. When it just turned new years, I kissed Michael instead of Cat." Brendon reads out. Oh my jeez. This guy is...disgusting.

"Enough!" Cat shouts. "I've heard enough." She says a little quieter.

"So what do you suppose we do?" Ray asks Cat. I just realized, where's Josh? I turn around and he's not there.

"Where's Josh?" I ask anyone.

"I think he's exploring." Pete answers. Oh good. I don't really want him to see us kill Carl.

"Kill him." Cat mumbles.

"What!?" Carl shouts frantically.

"Kill him and you can have my house." Cat says louder. I smile at her before making my way over to her. I untie the rope from around her and she stands in the corner of the kitchen.

"How do you want him to die?" Brendon asks her.

"Cat please. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I prom-"

"Shut your trap!" Cat cuts him off. "You can do whatever you want to him." She says before walking upstairs. Probably to pack her things. 

"Pick your weapon." I tell everyone. Everyone scatters to find something. Ray looks around the kitchen, Pete looks around the living room and Brendon heads upstairs. I take a knife from the box of knives I saw earlier. Ray comes back with an electric screwdriver, Pete had a glass and Brendon came back with a baseball bat.

"We'd love to hear your screams," Brendon starts. "But we don't want to draw attention, do we?" Brendon continues as he picks up the cloth and put it back in his mouth. Carl lets out muffled screams.

"Who wants to go first?" I ask.

"Oh! Me!" Pete volunteers. He walks towards Carl and breaks the glass on the other chair causing Carl to flinch. Pete picks up a piece of the glass and slowly pushes it into Carl's arm. Carl groans of pain as blood gushes from the spot. Pete leaves the glass there before picking up a bigger piece of glass before pushing it into his leg, near his knee cap.

Brendon then walks forward, lifts the bat and hit down on the glass in his knee. Carl screams...well tries to. Brendon then lifts it and brings it back down on his arm. Pete continues to prick Carl's skin with glass as Brendon bats them down further. Ray decides to join them as he turns on the screwdriver and drills it into both of his wrists.

I decide to play my part and join in also. I take the knife I have and slowly slice each of his fingers off. Blood sinks down the chair as tears fall down his face. I then take the knife the stab it deeply into his right foot. Carl screams as more tears spill from his eyes. I walk over to the box and pick up another knife. I then walk back over to Carl and stab the other knife into his left foot and I'm pretty sure it left a dent in the floor.

Pete has been placing glass in his face while Brendon has been breaking his knee caps and Ray was drilling into his shoulders. Maybe he's had enough.

"Maybe we should put him out of his misery now." I suggest. Carl nods his head frantically.

"Or..." Brendon starts. "We could just let him bleed out." He continues. Carl's eyes widen as he starts to struggle again.

"Stop struggling Carl, you'll just bleed out faster." Ray says. Carl continues to struggle and scream.

"Ok I can't take this anymore." I say, taking the bat from Brendon and swing it at his head. Carl's head turns to the side and a crack echoes through the house. It's silent for a moment.

"That's that done."

A/N: ok then... Bye.

Wolf out :3