Chapter 1- It was an accident!
Ana P.O.V. (Right after the kareoke party)
"That was great guys! I didn't know y'all wrote songs," I said as we came out of the Rec Hall. The 'rentals had already left to do whatever adult vamps do, which left a bunch of bored teen fledglings to do basically anything they felt like.
James blushed slightly. "Well, I never felt like they were good enough to show anyone, but this little firecracker," he messed up Demi's hair. "Thought they were good so," he shrugged.
"She's right you know," said Destiny.
"Totally," said Destiny and Samantha in unison.
"You should go famous," said Jason.
"Yeah well, I don't think I could stand that and being High Priestess some day," said Demi Rae. We considered that and changed the subject.
Samantha said, "So Destiny, Dawn, you guys wanna hit the mall?"
They looked at each other and said, "Uh, duh! There's sales going on everywhere and on the hottest stuff."
"Can I come?" asked Rachel, to my surprise. The three girls looked shocked too but nodded. They jogged off to the parking lot and Tristian left with them. Jason and Michael said something about the library and left too.
Faith yawned and said, "Well, I don't know about you but I'm going to find a nice dick for the night."
"You nasty, Faith," said Willow.
Faith winked and said, "You know it," and with a smile, walked away. James and Demi were looking at each other with identical expressions of love. I felt my heart break slowly.
"Um, I'm goin' to check on Cherry," I said weakly. I was losing it. Without another word, I rushed off to the stables. I closed the door behind me and with my back against the door, I sank to the hay covered floor and cried. My sobs echoed in the quiet room. I heard some horse whinny and the sound of a gate opening. Cherry, my horse, came out and put her nose on my shoulder, almost like she was asking if I was okay. "I'm fine. Boy problems," I reassured her. She snorted and went into her stall. I locked her back up and sat against that door. "Why would he do this to me? I thought he cared about me." He seemed so nice and caring. I thought he was different than other guys. But when it came right down to it he was just like every other hormonal teen boy.
"Ana, you in here?" asked that voice that I wanted to murder.
Then came that bitches voice. "Come on Sam! We've been looking for her all night and my nose still hurts like hell. Can we go?"
"No. I want to make sure she doesn't trash my rep." So, he didn't care about me. He just cared about his reputation. And he brought Monica. Asshole. I carefully got up without making a noise and climbed up to a nifty little sitting place up on the ceiling. I often hung out up here when I wanted alone time. Sam and Monica came into view and I braced myself. "Ana, baby, where are you?"
"She's not going to come out," said Monica, snootily.
"Shut it Monica. Ana, I know you're in here. Get your ass out here." He was getting annoyed. Monica pressed her body against his and touched his arm.
"Why don't we just go to your room and forget about the bitch? Hm?"
"You don't know how tempting that sounds." Then they were making out right below me. I wanted to fly down and kill them both. Or maybe, you know just ruin Monica's face and Sam's ability to have any kids. In the ring where we exercise the horses, I thought I saw a dark shape move about. I leaned to get a closer look, and lost my balance. As I fell, I tried to grab the beam but it didn't get a good grip. I fell down and blacked out.
*1 minute later*
I woke up and shook my head. What happened? I felt like an anvil fell on my head it was pounding so hard. I slowly got up and everything rushed back. The twins rushing off, Cherry comforting me, Monica and Sam making out, the fall. I looked where I had fallen and saw Monica and Sam laying broken. I rushed down and checked for a pulse on either of them. None. "Oh no," I whispered. I slowly backed away from the bodies and shook my head like a crazed cheerleader. "No. Nononono." I ran off, fresh tears falling. No matter what they did to me, I didn't want them to die! It was an accident, simply an accident!
Try telling that to the cops once they arrest you, my mind fired back. Crap, it was right. Accident or not, I killed two innocent- well not totally innocent but still- people. No. I wouldn't go to jail.
Because no one is going to find out.
Emmett P.O.V.
I watched as Ana ran back to hide the bodies. This was just too perfect. Not exactly what I was planning, but still effective. Tulsa House of Night, I'm going to bring you to your knees.
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