Finding My Killer

"SCARLETT MIRANDA ROSE." The tombstone read. "FELL OUT OF WINDOW. AGE 16. SHE WILL BE IN OUR HEARTS FOREVER."

I venomously laugh as I read my tombstone. My name is Scarlett Miranda Rose, and I know
one thing for sure.

I didn't fall out of that window.

I was pushed.



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17. Chapter 17

"Scarlett is allowed to have other friends than just you!" Tanya spat in my best friend's face.

"She was my friend first, Tanya. And I don't appreciate you just barging into our lives and trying to mess up our friendship!" Mayella exclaimed.

The end of eighth grade, and two of my best friends are about to ruin my happy ending to this year.

"You know what your problem is?" Tanya started.

"What's my fucking problem?" Mayella retorted.

"Guys!" I step in between them and try to make them stop arguing.

Tanya pokes her head out around me. "Your problem is that you are such a clingy bitch!"

Before I even knew what was happening next, I was pushed out of the way, and Mayella punched Tanya right in the face!

"Okay," Tanya's voice was deadly calm as she clutched her nose, stepping up off of the ground. "Scar, I cannot deal with this chick and still be your friend."

I looked between two of my best friends, and tried to process what Tanya just told me. She asked me to choose between them; Mayella--the girl I've known since I first started public school, and Tanya--the girl I've known since 6th grade.

I had to go with Mayella, not just because she was my best friend, but when she gets upset, a catastrophe is about to happen. "She was one of the first friends I've ever made." I said as Tanya's face exploded with rage. "I'm sorry, Tanya,"

"Whatever," She scoffed, shaking her head. "Have a nice life with psycho here, Scarlett." She snorted, and walked off.

 

 

"How could she?" My voice came out as a quavering whisper.

"Scarlett?" Drew asked, once the crazy lady had gone.

"She--She did it," I couldn't believe this. Even as a ghost, I'm starting to feel like I might collapse from fear. All those secrets I've shared with her--all those sleepovers, the nights we would hang out, and all those times she would hang out with my sisters--my baby sisters. . . She turned out to be a monster. "Drew," I manage to croak out.

"What is it Scar?" He asked. "Please, tell me what's going on, what are you thinking?" He pleaded.

"My best friend--" I sharply inhale, not wanting to admit the truth out loud to myself. If I say it, then it's actually true, and it actually happened. And if it actually happened, then what's keeping her from going after the twins, or anyone else? "She killed me. . . Mayella killed me."

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