Re: Outties! Dead. Celeste expected James to say that the man was dead. Her legs felt weak, and she had to lean against the exterior wall to keep upright. She had killed someone, a stranger, someone who had never done anything to her. She had pictured this happening, but it was always someone she knew at the other end of the blade. And she hadn't imagined it feeling like this.
The brunette wiped her hands on her jeans frantically, trying to get the blood off. "I'm sorry," she said, uselessly. "I didn't mean to..." The words sounded pathetic in her own ears.