authors note- thanxxx so much for the reviews. omg, last chapter had alot of tension, right? hehe, im evilll. OMG have you guys checked out this amazing oneshot that MissFenway wrote, called 'Lest We Forget'? its great! i personally loved it. so, winter break is aproaching, and i hope to update something over break, but idk im probably gunna be like super busy with this community service project i have to do for school. blech. shuldnt community service be my choice?
disclaimer- yeh over night i magically got full custody of BTR. no, i dont own big time rush.
chapter 7
"Why would I kill my own girlfriend?"
The lobby was now a madhouse. Things being tossed around, arguments springing up from here to there, everyone acusing one another, a whole lot of chaos.
"I dont know, Kendall, why dont you tell me?"
Kendall put his hand out in front of Camille, warning her not to push it, "Stay out of this, drama club."
The Jennifers came back, but adding more people just made the situation worse.
"Kendall," Logan began, "you were the one who handed her the drink."
"So that means I killed her?" Kendall's voice raised to a more high pitched tone.
"Uh, kinda." Jennifer said.
Kendall smiled at that remark. He almost found it ironic how she would say something like that.
Kendall chuckled and stepped closer to Jennifer, the room getting silent, "You know what I think?"
Jennifer folded her arms & smirked, "What do you think?"
"I think you killed her."
Jennifer raised a brow, as a grin grew across her face, spreading from cheek to cheek. People began to laugh.
Kendall turned red, "Im serious."
"Ha!" Jennifer said between giggles, "No no no no no. Dont try to turn this on me, Mr," Jennifer picked up the paper off the couch in the lobby, "Mr. I killed my father by putting drugs in his drink."
Kendall snatched the paper, "You were the one who got into a fight with her right before this happened."
Jennifer looked him dead in the eye, "I didnt do anything."
"Okay, princess, you can say what you want, but you know what you did."
Jennifer smiled, "Look at the paper, Knight. Look at the paper. That's exactly how you killed your father. By placing drugs in his drink. Now you did the same to your precious girlfriend. You just cant control yourself, Kendall, can you?"
"I didnt kill my father."
Jennifer smiled, "Yeh and Im not beautiful," she said sarcastically, "Your lieing through your teeth."
Kendall wanted to curse her off, give her a peice of his mind, but he didnt. He bit his lip.
"Out of words?"
Kendall bit his lip, and this time tasted blood.
Logan took a breath, feeling the tension rising, "This doesnt fit the pattern, though."
Jennifer made a confused face at him.
"Look," Logan said, "Dont you remember? Stephanie chocked her aunt, Stephanie was chocked. Tyler shot his, Tyler was shot. But this paper states that Jo stabbed her neighbor."
"I rest my case!" Jennifer felt like she had overall power now, "See. This just states that Kendall clearly drugged her drink. I rest my case."
Logan sighed, clearly he didnt get through.
"Why are you so quick to defend Kendall?" Guitar Dude asked.
"Well," Logan hesitated, "I-I dont, well, what..no, Im not."
"Yeh, you are."
Logan hesitated. He didnt know what to say.
James managed to make his way around everyone without being seen. He made to the elavator.
"James."
Damn!
Without thinking, James immediatly plopped to the ground, "Supp."
Logan raised an eyebrow, "What are you doing?"
"Oh..uh, I was, just uhm, the-well, you know, I saw...well, thought..uhm...contact lens."
"Huh?"
"I saw a contact lens over here."
Camille remembered the knife. "Bull shit."
James stood up, and walked back towards them.
Camille reaches into James' pocket, and pulls out the knife. Everyone gasps.
"James," Logan stepped closer, "What is this?"
"I-I was just keeping it for protection."
"Protection?"
"Yeh.." James said, "Well, you know. Alot of people have been getting murdered lately. I need to bear my arms."
Frustrated, Logan put his shaking hands to his head, and walked back towards the couch, then took a shaky breath.
Carlos stood up, "How can we believe you?"
"Why wouldnt you belive me? Im your best friend, Carlos." James replied easily.
"James," Camille began, "This just doesnt sound right."
"Whats not to sound right about it?" James questioned.
While Camille & Carlos stood staring at James, BoodaBob reached over and tapped on Kendall's shoulder.
"Yeh?"
"Uhm, can I see the paper?"
Kendall eyed him suspicously, "Uh, sure."
Scratching his beard, BoodaBob scanned over the paper.
"Er, w-wait a sec."
Everyone turned thier attention to BoodaBob.
"What?" The blonde Jennifer asked.
"Well, theres one person on this list that we left out."
"Who?"
"Mrs. Knight."
Kendall's hand reached towards his mouth, "No." he said, immediatly.
The curly haired Jennifer folded her arms, "So quick to defend you mama, there, Knight."
Kendall couldnt help but start shaking. All of this was just hitting him now. His girlfriend dieing, everyone thinking he's a serial killer, and now..his mom, could practically be a killer?
"Lets go!" James said, and with that, everyone marched off towards 2J.
"No, no, wait." Kendall just didnt want to belive it, "Wait."
But noone listened, they all continued to leave.
Kendall sunk to his knees, and tears fell from his eyes. He didnt care, he let them fall.
Then he looked at his girlfriend, who lay dead on the floor in the middle of the Palm Woods lobby. They havent even called an ambulance yet, she just lay there.
On his knees, Kendall made his way over to Jo, on the floor.
Kendall strokes her hair, and muffled cries escape him.
Then, he notices something.
He turns Jo's body around.
And there, in her back, is a knife, and dry blood is all over the floor around him.
Jo was stabbed. But by who?
Kendall didnt really car by who, at the moment, but he knew it! He knew he didnt kill his girlfriend.
The blonde reaches for the paper, and reads over it.
Jo Taylor is resposible for the death of her nieghbor, on Auguast 14, 2003, by stabbing him.
It was all coming together, now. It all made sense.
Like the peices of a puzzle, it was coming together.
So the pattern goes on.
Stephanie chocked, Stephanie was chocked. Tyler shot, Tyler was shot. Jo stabbed, Jo was stabbed.
It was like revenge.
Like, back handed revenge.
A taste of your own medicine..
A taste of your own medicine!
Almost like karma.
Kendall was never one to belive in Karma, but that's not to say it doesnt come to mind almost everytime he thinks about the pattern.
It was karma, it was back handed revenge, it was a taste of your own medicine.
Some evil genuis with a devious mind must have come up with this.
This idea, to make everyone go nuts, indenial.
But really all that's happening is back handed revenge.
Only one with a truly devious mind could do this.
Question is...who did this?
authors note-REVIEW PLEASE! happy holidays everybody! :)
