No, no, no. I just got off the phone with one of my roommates. She just got kicked out of the university. I knew all too well why. I had too many close calls, too many times, so before leaving I hid some of my pills in her jacket that she never wore just to be safe. One more year until I'll graduate. I'll couldn't risk it all. She didn't know I had an addiction, so she kept complaining how she was framed. I never felt so guilty before but I wasn't gonna give in and spill.

"Mommy, I mean Auntie Katie, you crying?" Kyle commented. We were sitting on the Martin's porch. We lived in this house almost for a month.

When he called mommy, I bawled harder.

"Look what I found," Kyle declared.

It was a picture of me and Jake from senior year. I compared that picture to the photo I took yesterday with Kyle. My hair from the more recent photo was more wavy, longer, and I had no bangs unlike the photo from three years ago.

"I don't know which girl is prettier, the girl I used to know or the girl on my porch," a voice observed. It was Jake, who was suddenly standing behind us.

"Thanks, I guess. So the cops haven't found a clue linking anyone to the murder still?" I asked.

"Not to the constant threats posed to your sister, or her friends either." Jake revealed.

Maya, Cam and Tori were still targeted even after moving to various friends' homes again and again. This time they were living in Dallas' home, which fortunately includes about 5 body guarders, enough for each person living there.

"This is not fair, someone is out to hurt my sister and will stop at nothing to do so. This crazy person killed someone just to prove a point! There could be spies anywhere at our every move..." I panicked

"Katie, just breathe for a minute." Jake implored.

"You know what I will my own answers," I remarked.

"Katie, no" Jake begged as I hopped in his red truck and drove. The last scene I saw was Kyle, a 2 years old, comforting Jake.


Home. The house wasn't covered with do not cross tape like when I saw, 3 weeks ago, I believe. I walked in and looked around, desperate for a clue. Then I saw something that could have easily overlooked.

The calendar was flipped to the current month, May but when the vandalism incident happened in April. I studied the calendar until I heard footsteps below me. I wasn't supposed to be here, then why was someone in the basement. But I have get some pills from my room first. I can be an idiot at times. I took the stairs down while I heard footsteps running away from me. Strange, don't you think? Damn, they knew we have secret tunnels. I kicked the door wide open, shocked to see what I saw seeing.

First of all, what the hell has happened to the basement? Also, Justin's killer got so much creepier. They were several pictures of Maya plastered on the wall. Some by herself, others with either me, Tori, Tristan, Cam, Zig, or pretty much with anyone who she would associated with. Most of the photos were probably taken without Maya or anyone really, knowing. Notes were all over the worktable. The one furthest to the left was from Cam's journal. It said

I think I lost Maya for good. So I decided to go on a date with Tori. To get over Maya. So, I kept my hopes up for nothing. Thanks, life. But I was having a good time before the hurricane went straight for the city. The disaster started when I kissed Tori. This kiss was passionate. Then Zig and Maya had to walk in, didn't they.

I read the rest of that journal entry, but that's a part of a different story. To recap, my sister's current fiancé kissed her best friend and my sister and her boyfriend of the time witness it, which took place 2 years ago. To the far right, a to-do list was sitting, just tempting me to look at it. I gave in and read.

TO-DO LIST

to admit that she loves him to Maya[]

2. Get Maya cheat on him[]

their house[x]

4. Kill someone close to him[x]

I was too shocked to continue reading. Someone was obsessed with my baby sister. Wait, Tori likes Cam? It was too much to process.

"Katie?" a voice asserted behind me.

"Tori, what are you doing here?" I demanded to the brunette. Her bruises were getting better but something was off about her.

"A text from an unknown number, telling me to meet here in exchange for information about that night," she answered.

"You're not the only one wanting answers, you know" I started.

"Okay, what answers do you want?"

"I gonna ask some questions, you answer honestly and I'll tell my findings, deal?"

"Deal"

"Did you date Cam?"

"Yes,"

"How far did things go with him?"

"Isn't that personal? I never asked you if you had sex with Jake."

"Fair enough, and yes" I replied. "How long did you guys last?"

"A few months, I guess," she responded

"When did you guys break up?"

"Maybe two years ago, probably"

"May I ask why?"

"He and Maya had feelings for each other still." You can hear the heart-broken in her voice.

"You still love him," I alleged.

"Okay, I do love him but they're still getting marrying and with this crazy killer- " she exclaimed.

"You're apart of the plan. The reason he texted to come, so the person can blackmail into telling Maya"

"And I would of gotten away with it if wasn't for your meddling, Katie. No problem, you got secrets that will shut you up, and there's always plan B" a voice told us, but who was it?


Yes, I must have a cliff-hanger. Who do you think is `the voice`? What do you think of this chapter? Please Review, trust me the more reviews, the faster I will update. I also sorry that I couldn't update sooner, but please review.