Later that night, Veronica went home, still a bit shaken up about what happened. She had friends, but Velma was much more popular than her; she knew that the whole school would probably be turned against her by now. And not only that, but she was honestly afraid of Velma. She had seen her get mad before, but never like this. And she always threatened to kill her, or to hurt her, but she knew that she never meant it. But...when she had said it to her a couple of hours ago, she was starting to have her doubts.

It was about three in the morning when she snuck back in, creeping down her dark hallway. "Please...please let Velma be spending the night at Annie's," she whispered silently.

"Please...please let Veronica soon die a slow an' painful death."

Veronica jumped at the voice that was suddenly heard and she turned around, squinting in the darkness. "Velma? Is that you?"

"Who else would it be?" Velma turned the light on, leaning against the wall as she eyed her sister up and down. "I been waitin' for you. Where ya been?"

Veronica shivered a bit uncomfortably. "Out."

"With who?" Velma moved a bit closer, as Veronica backed up a bit.

"With...friends."

"Hm, friends." Velma raised her eyebrows. "Which friends? Ya don't have many."

"I-"

"The only person that would probably like ya right now would be...Charlie, right?"

"It wasn't Charlie."

"Then it was Roxie."

"It wasn't Roxie either."

"Then you're a lyin' little bitch." Velma walked towards her angrily and Veronica ran into her room, slamming the door shut and locking it before Velma could get there.

Velma quickly pulled her hands back, before they got caught in the door. "Oh stop runnin'!" she yelled into the door. "I ain't gonna hurt ya! I just wanna talk about wha' happened t'night."

"Oh yeah right Velma! Since when did you solve problems by talkin'?"

"I've... decided t'change my lifestyle. C'mon, open the door."

"No."

"You'll have t'come out eventually."

There was silence. Velma sighed, walking back to her own room. "If ya honestly think you can hide forever, you couldn't be more wrong. Good luck to ya; see ya in the morning."


RIIIIIIIING.

Roxie looked over at the phone. Should she answer it?

RIIIIIIIIING.

It could be her mother.

RIIIIIIING.

It could be Velma, or one of her revenge seeking, scary friends.

RIIII-

"Hello?"

"What you did t'Velma was really fucked up."

Roxie sighed. It was either Liz or Annie. "Who is this?"

"Doesn't matter. You're gonna pay. Just wait till Monday."

"But I didn't-" Click. "Hello? ...Hello??"

Roxie sighed and threw the phone on the bed, sitting down and crying softly to herself. This wasn't fair, yes, maybe she messed up but still, did she deserve this? All she wanted to do was be friends with Velma, this wasn't at all what she had planned on happening. If something like this had happened to one of Velma's friends, they would've been over it by tomorrow. It just wasn't fair.

Roxie picked up the phone and dialed Velma's number, holding her breath as it rang.

"'Ey, it's Velma."

"Look, Velma, I'm really sor-"

"I ain't here, leave some bullshit."

Roxie sighed. Beeep. "Hey...Vel. It's, it's Roxie. Look, I know you hate my guts right now. An'...I don't blame ya. I mean, I'd hate myself too. And I kinda do. But I swear, I really didn't mean for this t'happen. I won't lie, I thought you were overreacting when you said Charlie was flirtin' with Veronica. And if I had known that there really was somethin' going on, I would've watched 'em like a hawk." she sighed, pausing. "I messed up. I really did. And I'm really sorry Vel. But...please, if you can, forgive me. You're the only friend I got." She paused again. "...Hopefully, talk to you soon. Bye."

She hung up and put the phone down, laying on her bed with her face in her pillow. After a couple of minutes, she sat up and knelt in front of her bed, and began to pray.


The next day, Velma was up earlier than usual, in the kitchen preparing breakfast. She worked quickly, trying to finish before Veronica woke up. She heard her door open and she quickly dashed out the back door, putting all her weight on her toes so that her heels weren't heard as she scampered out.

An hour later, Velma was at school, and immediately went to greet her friends. Roxie waited for her in the entrance, and ran up to her as soon as she saw her. Velma rolled her eyes and went the other direction, pretending not to see her.

"Hey, Vel. Wait up."

"Whatdya want?" she asked, her back facing her.

Roxie walked a little quicker, catching up to her so that they were walking side to side. "Didja get my message?"

"I did."

"Well...?" Roxie tilted her head to the side, not knowing what to say. "I mean, do you forgive me?"

Velma stopped in her tracks, looking at her. She looked her up and down in disgust then looked back into her eyes. "Look baby, you an' me-we're two completely different people. We don't belong in the same group, y'know?" She was silent for a minute, and finally gave her a slight nod. "But yeah. I forgive ya."

Roxie looked up, shocked and ecstatic. "Really?!"

Velma nodded. "Mhm. We won't be as close as we used t'be..."

"Oh, yes, of course not," Roxie agreed, nodding.

"But we're alright. It's not you I'm mad at anyway." She looked down at her and then continued walking, leaving Roxie behind.

She smiled to herself and closed her eyes, praying silently before going to class.


Veronica entered homeroom a little late, bending over and holding her stomach. She was sweating, and her eyes were red and swollen. Both Velma and Annie stood up, watching her, with smirks on their face. Veronica put her hand to her mouth and grabbed a garbage can, vomiting into it. Velma turned her head a minute and looked away, then walked back over to her when she was done.

She looked at her with a smile on her face, and then said in her most giddy valley girl voice," So! Didja enjoy the tea I made ya this mornin'?!"

Veronica looked up, stunned. "That was you?!" she cried, before throwing up into the garbage can again.

Velma smiled and nodded.

"What the hell was it?!"

Annie hopped over with a bottle. "Arsenic!" she said happily, handing her the bottle. "I got ya more incase you were thirsty. I heard it makes your throat dry."

"Arsenic?!" she screamed, looking at the bottle. "I'm gonna-am I gonna die?!"

"Well that was the plan, right?" Velma said, looking over at Annie.

"Velma! You little-" Veronica vomited blood, missing the garbage can, before passing out.

Velma stepped back quickly, making sure the vomit, or Veronica, didn't touch her.

"Mrs. Campbell?"

"No, not now Miss Kelly," the teacher said, obviously busy with her paperwork.

"I think my sister jus' died."