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I grabbed her arm and yanked back, I heard a sickening snap and immediately let go, sending her sailing across the laundry room. She screamed, the blood curdling shriek of pain and fear echoing in my ears, scarred into my brain for years to come. As she landed I heard another snap, this one a bit louder.
She wasn't moving.
Oh god, she's- NO I didn't kill her, I couldn't have…
She would be fine.
No she won't! You just freaking threw her across the whole fucking laundry room! Look! She's. Not. Moving!
I-I didn't kill her…
I had to be sure, I started walking over to her; she still wasn't moving. I looked at her face; her eye lids fluttered shut. Her face was so innocent, not the fake innocents 5 minutes ago, real innocents, and I hurt her, she didn't deserve this…
I touched her cheek, stroked it with my thumb, what had I done?
I heard footsteps coming down the stairs; I stood and looked up to see Mrs. Talbot.
"Derek, what are you- Oh my god, Chloe!" Tears fell from my eyes, I hadn't cried since I was at the lab…
"What did you do?" Mrs. Talbot demanded while holding Chloe's head.
"I-I didn't…"
"YOU MONSTER!" She shrieked at me, tears running down her face, "YOU ARE BEING TRANSFERRED! YOU'RE NEVER COMING BACK!"
"I-I-" I ran up stairs, heading toward my room. "S-Simon, we have a problem!"
"What is it bro?" he asked, spread out on his bed sketching nonchalantly.
"I may have killed Chloe…"