"Hello?" William Block called, throwing the door's to the house open. No answer came. "Massie?" William called again, setting his suitcase down. Kendra Block followed after him, setting her suitcase down as well.
"William, what is it?" Kendra asked, following his gaze up the steps. The rest of the party was following them, their tan bodies shaking with laughter.
"Massie is either ignoring us, or isn't home. God, I called her twice, and sent her a text, no reply. We're going to have to set some fucking rule for this house." William said, setting a happy face on as the guest's entered the house. Kendra followed, placing her hand on William's shoulder, fighting the urge to remove it quickly.
"Well, isn't it nice to be home?" Kendra smiled, watching everyone smile back at her. As a treat for the beginning of summer, Kendra and William took everyone, including Massie's friends and their posse, out to the Caribbean for a week of fun. They would've brought Massie, but she said she was feeling sick and demanded on staying home.
"Where's Massie?" Claire asked, her lips curling in disgust. Kendra and William didn't notice. They still thought Massie was friends with these girls, and she still ruled the school. That's how much they were involved in her life. What wonderful parents.
"We think she's upstairs. Why don't we surprise her?" William suggested, everyone agreeing in a semi-polite manner. The BC rolled their eyes, following their alpha up the steps.
"Why?" Kendra asked, still walking next to William.
"It'll be her punishment. Hopefully seeing her friends will put her in a good mood, so we can at least fix the problem without screaming." William said, walking towards her door. He waited till the whole group was behind him, then opened the double doors, the scene open to every ones eyes. William gasped and Kendra fainted, falling on the floor. Everyone else was frozen in fear and shock.
Blood was spaltterd on the floor, a new wood table showing pictures of almost everyone in the group. All the picture's were cut at the neck, a small portion of blood on each. A bottle of alochol was placed by each of them, a little shot glass with each name of the person on it. In the center, a knife was stabbed into the table, blood dried onto it.
On the bed, little drops of blood danced with the pattern, deep red, purple and white. A bottle of some pills was open, a few pills escaped laying next to the blood.
Finally, in between the bed and the table, laid the body. It had rope tried around the waist, making the outfit a perfect 10. The BC couldn't help but notice that. The face had a relaxed smile on it's face, not showing the teeth with eye's closed, making it look peaceful and creepy at the same time. The heart was stained with blood, and the floor was dripped and covered with blood. It was dried into the carpet, almost resembling the shape of a heart. The gun was gripped in her hand, the pattern looking beautiful in the setting sunlight.
Massie Block had committed suicide.
Josh was the first to break the groups frozen state.
"Massie." He whispered, sending everyone into chaos. Alicia pulled the BC into an emergency meeting, snapping at Kristen who was crying slightly. Derrick looked wide eyed at the scene, struggling to even get a breath. Josh knelt on the ground, crying his eye's out. The rest of the boys just stepped back from the body, and looked on from the outside. The other parents were whipping out cell phones, dialing 911. Jay Lyons cradled Kendra's body, whispering into her ear as she regained conciseness, tear's starting to fill her eyes. William stepped into the room, looking down on Massie, then at the table. Josh was the first to touch her.
"No! Massie, why?" He said, hugging her body to his, trying to put life back into it. The closed smile remained on her face, her body limply moving with Josh's.
"Josh," William said, pulling him away from his daughter. He put her back, then checked her pulse, trying to see if she might still be there. Tear's finally stung his eyes.
"She's gone." He said, looking at Kendra with a lost expression. She looked back, then ran into her husbands arms, leaving Jay empty handed. He walked back over to his wife, who was chatting with the assistant about some of the details.
"Well, I don't know how it happened. Everyone who might've helped or seen her was in the Caribbean... Yes... Ummhmmm.... Okay.... No, I don't think so..." Judi Lyons said into her phone, turning away from her husband. She walked away a little, straining to hear over the loud conversations. She didn't know how people could talk at a time like this. She finished talking with the assistant, the pulled Claire out of the small circle she and the girls had formed, talking about some clothing ideas.
"Claire Stacy Lyons, how can you talk about clothes at a time like this!?" Judi hissed at her daughter, watching the eye roll in disbelief.
"Mom, you know she was a total bitch to the rest of us. We don't really care." Claire said, looking at her manicured finger nails. She rolled her eyes again when Judi pointed out Kristen who was silently sobbing.
"Claire, you aren't allowed to hang out with these girls for a month. And I'm taking away your phone, laptop, iPod, everything." Judi said, pulling Claire away from all the girls.
"What? Mom that's so uhn-fair!" Claire said, yanking her arm back and stomping her foot.
"No, it's not. You want to know what's really unfair? The fact that I lost my daughter to some stuck-up bitches, who made her one of them." Judi said with real anger, forgetting about Massie altogether. Claire froze mid-tantrum, reacting to her mother's words. Judi took a deep breath, then walked back to Massie's room, going to inform William and Kendra on what was going on.
Two hours, three major breakdowns, and thousands of 'Why?'s later, the group sat in the kitchen, police sweeping the place. They'd already asked Kendra and William so many question's like, "Do you know anyone that mightv'e caused her harm?" and "Do you know why she might have done this?", but Mr. and Mrs. Block just shook their head's no.
"I'm sorry to interupt," A lanky police man said, holding some papers in his hand, "But these were on the table, and their adressed to people here, I'm assuming. Should I..."
"I'll take them," Kendra blurted quietly, taking the paper's from his warm hands. She flipped through the papers, then fought back a strangled sob.
"These are for to us. Some for each of us alone, while this one," Kendra pointed to the one that wasn't in an envelope, Massie's swirly cursive addressing who they were for, "Is for all of us."
"I'll read it," William said, taking the paper's out of Kendra's hand and held her close as she broke down again. Everyone else leaned forward, especially Alicia, who licked her lips, dying for new gossip.
"Hello everybody," William started, reading the word's right off of the paper, "I should assume that you got this after you came home from you fantastic get-away, about one hour after my death. No, I'm not going to beat around the bush.
"Yes, I, Massie Jillian Block, am dead,
"Feel's weird to read those word's doesn't it dad? Oh, and I know you're reading it. I just know things. Think it feels weird to read them? Think about how it felt to write them. Although, I guess I won't feel anything anymore anyways.
"You're probably wondering why. Well, not probably, you're defiantly wondering why. See, to (almost) everyone, I was puher-fect, but inside, I was cold. Something froze over my heart, it froze over my lungs, my brain, and my throat. I couldn't go on. You see Mom and Dad, to you, nothing was wrong. I was still the amazing, perfect little girl you raised. But that wasn't really what was happening.
"About a year ago, Alicia decided to throw me over (again), but she had something I didn't. She had everyone behind her, cowering in fear that she might take them down too. I tried to win everyone back, but they all believed I was a stuck up bitch, who didn't want them, just the title. But didn't they notice that I was nicer, that I gave them more room? No, they didn't, because they took advantage over it.
"So there 'BC' or whatever you call yourselves nowadays. Doesn't matter to me anymore does it? Well, after Alicia took the love of my life, Derrick Harrington, I was so heartbroken. I just couldn't go on. You see Derrick, I loved you. I really really did. I wanted to marry you and be with you forever. But then you left me, believing that I was a bitch, and my title was gone. "Why?" was all I wanted to know. I thought you loved me back. But I guess bigger boob's and plastic surgery won you over. So I settled for second best.
"Now Josh, don't go thinking I didn't have feelings for you. I did, believe me, I did. But Derrick was my first and only love. You helped numb the pain, but never actually took it away. I'm sorry, because I'm certain you felt more towards me than I to you. But now that I'm gone, go find a wonderful woman who'll actually and fully love you back. And don't take any of the BC girls back, because they'll only ruin your life. Trust me.
"Now, to the BC, minus Alicia. You girls were always much better friends to me, and I cried so many night's after the loss of you. Kristen, you were the only one who still kinda talked to me, only not when Alicia was around. Claire, you became a total bitch. You were so nice before, but then you became so slutty and mean. No wonder Cam always leaves you. And Dylan, you understood me the most. You didn't want to leave me, but then Alicia convinced you to. I'm sorry she got into your mind. I'm going to miss all of you, Dylan and Kristen the most. Sorry Claire.
"I'm assuming you also found the notes. Please give it to the person it was addressed to, and don't share the information with people other than yourselves. Please. I'll miss most of you. But oh well. What's done is done.
"Goodbye forever.
"Massie."
William finished the note in tears. Kendra became limp and used the table for support, not trusting her own legs. Derrick was looking into space wide eyed, his mouth open. Alicia had a surprised smirk on her face, stuck between shock of Massie's words and wanting to laugh at her pathetic accuses. Kristen and Dylan were hugging each other, both in tear's wondering why they'd fallen for Alicia's lies. Claire was pressed against the back of her chair, looking much like Derrick, only with tears. And Josh was crying hard over Massie's words, trying to accept the truth.
"Well," William said, wiping his tears and pulling the paper's into piles, "Here are the papers. You guys can sort through them." He helped Kendra to her feet, grabbed their papers, then walked out of the room together. Josh stood up and looked over the piles, took his paper, then walked into the backyard, hunched over in tears. Derrick watched him walk over to an apple tree, then found his papers and walked upstairs into one of the guest bedrooms.
Alicia, recovering from her state and returning to alpha mode, snapped her fingers, grabbed her papers, then sauntered off to the living room. Claire immediately followed, Dylan and Kristen following a minute after.
Everyone else looked at the remaining envelope in shock. Massie hadn't mentioned another person in her overall letter.
"I guess I'll see who it is." Cam said, getting up and glancing the paper over. His eye's widened as he read his own name off the paper. He took it off the counter, then walked out into the spa, almost like a zombie. The remaining people sat back in their chairs, going over Massie's words, almost thankful enough to break into a touchdown dance they weren't involved. If there hadn't been a tragic death, they might have.
"Guys, seriously, get it under control." Alicia snapped at the girls, ripping open the envelope.
"Shut the fuck up!" Dylan whispered to her, holding Kristen tighter. Alicia was about to say something back when Claire interrupted:
"Just read the note." She said softly, motioning to the lined paper Alicia was holding.
"Ugh, fine," Alicia rolled her eyes, then opened the note.
"Hello Ew-licia. Yes, make fun of me for calling you that. I don't have feeling's anymore. So laugh at me all you want. I hope you get satisfaction from it.
"I really wanted to only write one letter, addressing all of you, but I found it easier to write a shorter letter to individuals. Taped to the back of this, you'll find three letters: one to Alicia, one to Kristen and Dylan (xoxo), and one to Claire.
"Now, Alicia, I want you to just give the note's to the right girl, then read yours and NOThound for information. Puh-lease. If you don't, may you burn in hell :)
"Massie."
Alicia choked back the fear of being called out, then followed Massie's orders. She took her own, then gave Kristen and Dylan theirs, and Claire hers. Alicia then turned her back to the girls and took four steps away from them, her eyes glued to the paper.
"Alicia, dear. Did you really think you could take the real alpha from her throne? Ha.
"Yes, you managed to scare the entire school, take my alpha boyfriend, and rule the school. But didn't you see how well you 'ruled' it, or were you blind to all the hate? And believe me I'm not lying.
"Your 'best friends' all use you for the title. You boyfriend merely stays with you because it's in the alpha rule book for alpha's to date. The 'friends' you made outside the group just follow you for information to pass on to other students. And all your loyal follower's just make up rumors about you and try to get into your pants. Many of them succeed.
"Now, here's what I suggest. You either (and probably will) go around and destory all the students until you are the only one standing. But that doesn't mean they won't rise up again. Or, you could step down and become beta, or just disappear and become 'that girl who had her chance'. Option B is the best one.
"But who am I to tell you what to choose? Oh, now I remember! I was the former alpha who you got all your advice from, who you took notes from, ready to pounce at any moment's notice, who you destroyed, and who you plan on forgetting. But remember little beta, you can always see me in heaven, or burn in hell.
"You chose.
"Massie."
Alicia read the note three time, wishing Massie could just tell her what to do and she could follow, just like the old days. But Massie wasn't here anymore, and Alicia dug herself into this. She was going to find a way out.
Kristen took the paper, and started to read Massie's words.
"Hi girlies! You might be like, "Why is she being nice to us?" but I was never that mad at you. You guys merely followed whoever was in charge, and I won't blame you for that. I love you guys to much to do that, even when I'm gone.
Now, I don't want you two blaming yourselves for my death. You can blame Alicia for that. Then blame me. But really, I only have one dying wish I want you two to listen to:
"Be your own person.
"Really, aren't we getting to old to follow an 'alpha' nowadays? And it felt good to be able to make my own choices without worrying about how it would affect others. I want you two to experience that.
"Now, ditch Alicia. She's bad news. Really, say 'good-bye' and never look back. But you two need to stay together. You guys are best friends, ad you need to stay that way! So leave the others, and just walk your own ways.
"Kristen: I want you be valedictorian. I want you to go to some stuck up, smart-ass college. Have fun dating nerds and wearing glasses that are to big. Never listen to any ones rules but your own. Flunk that stupid language final, and ace the impossible trig test. Drink as many RedBulls as you need to to cram for the poly-sci mid term. And meet some guy that is a hunk of delicious, marry him, and have beautiful babies. Please. I want you to grow old with your man, and complain about how loud the flying cars are, and throw out your back. Have fun, and don't go the way I did.
"Dylan: I want you finish in the middle of our class. Cheer on Kristen as she grabs her ticket to Harvard and you run off to Elizabeth Town or something like that. Ditch it in you first two years and take over your mom's show, or start your own. Move into a mansion bigger than three of mine combined. Fall in love with a celebrity, have your heart broken, then say yes to his proposal. Have one kid and keep your fantastic figure. Grow old with your man and dye your hair red again and again. Rejoin Kristen at the old people's home and talk about fiber. Please. Live your life and don't leave the way I left. It's not your road to travel on.
"I love you both. Carry me in your hearts forever.
"Hugs and thousands of kisses,
"Massie."
Kristen laughed, the tears rolling down her cheeks. Dylan laughed too, hugging Kristen close.
"We'll never forget you Mass." She said, looking at the ceiling. Kristen nodded, and whispered a smart joke to Massie, make her and Dylan laugh.
Claire tore into her letter, hoping it wasn't a bad one. By the first to words, she could tell it was going to be a bumpy ride.
"You bitch.
"Not to start to heavy, but I had to. You were once the Ked-loving, down-to-earth Florida girl everyone loved. Your sweet personality kept eveyone in a light, upbeat mood. But then you changed.
"God Claire! I want to be able to say nice things to you, but I can't! I'm dying (hehe, I'm always making jokes) to say something nice to you, but you make it impossible. You were my best friend, then you left as soon as everyone else did, following the crowd because it was the 'right' and 'cool' thing to do.
"And the worst part? You didn't even know! God, you became Alicia little beta, following her everywhere, dying to please. You didn't realize how many girls you made cry, how many sperm cell's died because of your foot, and how many time you broke Cam's poor heart. I tried to tell you, to make you stop, but all I ever got was a door slammed in my face, and a laugh. I eventually stopped. Did you notice? Or did you blindly let that pass by to? You laughed at other people's pain, and made a sick, twisted version of joy for yourself. You became a knock of f of Alicia.
"I guess I shouldn't hold grudges though. *Sigh*. So, because I'm going to be the bigger person, I'm going to tell you what to do. And you better listen.
"Leave Alicia. Quit cold turkey, say good-bye, just LEAVE! Make new friends. Or at least try. Go back to Lanye or something. Apologize to everyone you hurt. Tell poor Cammie you'll never hurt him again. And if you do hurt him again, never go back to him. He doesn't deserve this. In fact, if you no longer feel anything, or at least very little towards him, leave him. I'm serious.
"Go back to your Ked's 'I'm so sweet' days. Never leave them. Be nice to everyone. Go to college, get married, live 'happily ever after'. Because if you don't stop now, you never will.
"And you'll never feel love again.
"Sounds like something out of a terrible romantic novel doesn't it? Well, listen to it. Live by these words for the rest of your life.
"Good-bye. Never forget me, and I love you. As unlikely as it might seem, I love you.
"Massie."
Claire sobbed hard, holding the paper close to her heart.
"Never Massie. Never again." She said, making a plan to stop following her old ways. She looked at the other girls reactions, then left, leaving her past behind her.
Josh banged his head against the apple tree again, watching the glass door slide shut behind Cam. He looked at the perfect white envelope in his hands, Massie's perfect cursive in the center of it. He sighed shakily, then ripped open the top, releasing the letter from it's cage. He took a deep breath, then read the words.
"I'm sorry.I know I could write that over and over, but I really mean it more than you could ever imagine. I really, truly am sorry Joshua Johnathon Hotz.
"It seems so unfair for me to use you like this. It is. But you'll never understand until I tell you the story. So I will.
"The day Derrick dumped me for Alicia, I was heart broken, more than any person should ever be. I wanted to curl up and die, right there and then. But Josh, you saved me for the time being. You helped me find love again, or at least a small, small version of it. If I could go back and change it, I would, but not like how you think.
"I would tell you the truth, so you could love me to a limit. But Josh, we can't. What's done is done. I think the reason you fell so far and hard was because you loved Alicia that much. You were blind to your true instincts, and fell for the next person you saw, which was me. I do regret not telling you sooner. It wouldn't have made this any easier, but you would at least know.
"Josh: I want you to forget about me, to an extent. Forget about Alicia. Forget about any girl from BOCDHS. They're nothing but trouble. Go to an amzaing college, and meet an amazing girl. Fall for her, because I know she'll fall for you. Love her with all your heart, and marry her. Grow old with her and never leave her side.
"I can't wait to see you and her in heaven. I'm going to be so proud. And don't ever worry about anything other than what's going on for you.
"Please.
"I'm going to miss you. I'm so sorry.
"With love,
"Massie."
Josh let the tear's stream down his cheeks as he looked at the night sky. Massie was in one of those stars. He knew it.
"I promise Mass." He whispered, folding his head down into his hands, sobbing hard.
Derrick watched Josh read his letter, then cry for a long time. He must've sat in that room for half an hour, watching Josh. He was too scared to open his letter and read Massie's words. He was afraid of what she might say to him. He took a deep breath, then told himself to be a man and opened the letter. He read it, fighting the urge to look away.
"Derrick Derrick Derrick. My oh my. Will I ever stop swooning at your name? Well, I guess I will, 'cause I won't feel anything soon. Well, I've been wanting to tell you this for a long time.
"Derrick Anthony Harrington, I love you.
"No, not only do I love you, I'm in love with you. God, how did you not see it?
"The way I looked at you when I walked by wasn't enough. The way I doodled heart's all over my papers in English wasn't enough? The way I always managed to get our shoes to touch just enough so you wouldn't notice wasn't enough? Derrick, you were blind! I wanted to shout your name across roof tops, to give you my heart at any cost, to make you see if it meant I no longer could! *Sigh* I feel my heart melting just talking about you.
"How could you not see?!?!?!?!?!?!?!
"Ugh, I guess there's no use dwelling over the past, because I won't have to worry about the future. Derrick, I have one, and only one request for you.
"Please, never forget me. Even if you have Alzheimer's when you become an old man, please let me be the last thing you remember. Even if you marry a beautiful woman (please don't let it be Alicia) and have kids with stellar looks, don't forget me. Oh, and if you haven't noticed, ditch Alicia and the BC. Their no good. And Derrick:
"Dump Alicia. Forget about all the girls from BOCD High (but look at Kristen. Besides myself, I think she's your best choice.) Go to college and sleep your way through the soroity row. Even from the college's you don't go to ;) Meet a beautiful woman (this hurt's to write) and fall in love with her (my heart is aching). Have those kids with stellar looks (ow). Grow old with you wife (pain) and die at the age of 134.
"I know I probably didn't make those last few lines easy for you, but I wanted you to know how I really feel. I hurts to even see you glance at and ugly fat chick, and think that you might pick anyone besides me.
"I know, your don't like to hear all of this from me, but it's the truth, and you deserve to know.
"I'll love you forever.
"Massie."
Derrick looked at the paper, shocked into disbelief.
"Not see? Massie how could you not see!" Derrick said, throwing down the paper, then picking it up again to hold close to his heart. "Massie, I love you too! I'm in love with you! God, why didn't I..." Derrick trailed off, letting the tears finally slip over his cheeks.
He was headed in a downward spiral, heart first.
William helped his wife onto their bed, then crawled after her. He wiped the tears from his eye's, then opened the note and read them aloud.
"Hi Mom and Dad. Or I guess bye. Either one. Although bye is probably the better answer. You're probably like, "Why would are darling little angel do this to us?"
"HAHAHA!
"To you? Think about me for a change. The way you two 'snuck' behind each other's back, sleeping with everyone insight. Disgusting. How can I even bare to call you Mom and Dad anymore? I don't know.
"Just accept the fact that you little world isn't perfect, and things are really different from how you view it. I know that I'm not making it easy but don't be mad. Not at me, not at Josh or Derrick or Kristen or Dylan. Maybe at Alicia. And just a tiny bit at Claire. But not at the rest of them. They didn't know, and they didn't plan this. It just happens.
"So you'll find my will in the envelope too. Listen to that and follow it please. I hope you'll respect my choices. And it may not seem like it, but I do love you.
"So good bye with love,
"Massie."
William finished the note, then flipped it around. Nothing on the back. He wished she'd written more to them, explaining everything. Kendra sobbed next to him, shaking as if she were in the North Pole in nothing but a Juicy string bikini. William fished out the will, and read that over aloud as well.
"I want my clothes to go to Goodwill. And some to that Haiti place. I want the money that I earned to go to the Cancer thingies. I want my car to go to Kristen, and my jewerly to go to Dylan. I want that one gold chain with the heart on it to go to Derrick though. And I want all the letters and poems to go to Derrick too. And that picture of Josh and I hugging, I want that to go to him, along with that gold pen that has my first name, but Josh's last name ('Massie Hotz'). I also was to either be burned, then have my ashes spread around the old oak at BOCD, or be burried under it. I'd rather be burned though. And that silver necklace that I'm wearing, I want that to go to Derrick. And, to be fair, I want my photo books to go to Claire, and my limited addition Ralph Lauren purse to go to Alicia. The rest you can have or give away or something.
"Xoxo, Massie."
William nodded at Massie's will as Kendra gained control of herself.
"William?" She asked, touching his shoulder. He turned to look at her.
"I either want to fix this or get a divorice. For Massie."
Cam paced around the spa, wondering why Massie wrote a note to him. He glanced at the white envelope, then pounced on it, ripping open the top and reading it before he went brain dead.
"Oh Cammie. I bet you a million dollars that you are asking me why. And I'll tell you why.
"Because of Claire.
"That girl changed. She went from sweet to bitchy. Don't deny it. Or I'll haunt you forever. I swear. Imma tell you what to do.
"Give her one more chance. See if she'll change back, and see if you can save your love. If not, then leave her for good, and find a new girl. But wait until college. You've known many of these girls for a long time, and their not worth it. Or, maybe go back to Nikki. She might still be interested... Or just wait 'till college. ;)
"That's all I really had to tell you. Don't freak out now!
"Love you, and you'll always be my best man,
"Massie."
Cam smiled at the paper, but his eyebrows were knit in confusion. He shrugged his shoulders and decided to follow Massie's advice. She usually knew what to do.
Wow of wowwie! I wrote AH-LOT! But it was totally worth it, don't you think? Do you like it????? I hope you do. I wanted to make this a Massington story, so I did. But I didn't leave you with much of a cliffhanger.... Or did I?
Haha.... I'm gooooood :)
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