Jill couldn't believe it. How could Ashley's body have gone missing? Jill had seen her die; of course she couldn't just get up and walk of out of the morgue. She didn't have a pulse. Ashley had to be dead, right? Of course she was, Jill told herself. But a small spot in her brain wouldn't believe that the 15 year old was dead.
Stepping out of her house for the first time in days, Jill was immediately mobbed by the press.
"Jill! Jill, any comment on Ashley Pardon's body disappearing?" One of the paparazzi shouted, waving a microphone at her. "Do you think you have the rite to be alive, after a fifteen year old took a knife for you?" Another harsher comment was shouted. Jill felt her heart twist and she turned angrily to him. Giving him the most evil glare she could, Jill turned around and continued on her way to the grocery store.
Stepping into Wal-Mart, Jill pulled out her list. She needed milk, eggs, sliced bread, deli meat, baby carrots, and various other foods. The only thing that stuck out from the list was a picture frame.
Enduring piercing stares, Jill managed to make it through her trip without being mobbed again. Unloading the bags in her kitchen, Jill noticed how much easier it was to shop without her mother's needs. Jill had unloaded everything, but her picture frame. Gently pulling it out of the bag, Ashley took out the smiling picture of a married couple, and slipped the ring of cardboard off of it. Opening the back, Jill went off to find her yearbook.
Opening the book to the freshman pages, Jill soon found Ashley's picture. Carefully, she cut it out and placed it on the counter next to her. Flipping through the pages, Jill located another picture of Jill, standing in one of the school club photos. She cut that one out as well. Ashley turned to the homecoming dance's page and saw a picture of Ashley and Justin, arms locked and their mouths turned up in smiles. Ashley looked worry free, not an ounce of pain behind her eyes, but instead a beautiful glint. Jill hesitated, before cutting out the entire picture, Justin included.
Finding one more picture of Ashley, this time at the spring carnival, Jill cut it out and picked up her small collection of photos.
Jill arranged the four cutouts nicely in the frame, and put the back on. Turning it over to inspect it, she was pleased by the nice colleague she had made. Jill walked upstairs and entered her bedroom. She put the photograph on her nightstand and lied down on the bed. Turning on her TV, Jill wasn't really sure what to suspect. But again, she was surprised.
"New evidence in the missing body case. Blood, belonging to the late Ashley Pardons, was found smeared on a door handle, exiting the morgue. More blood splatter was found outside the morgue's door. But, hospital workers say that the door was locked, and could only have been opened from the inside without a key." The newscaster reported, a picture of Ashley popping up on the screen behind him.
Jill didn't know what to believe. She had watched Ashley die right in front of her on the floor. Dead people cannot just get up and simply walk away. But how would anyone have been able to steal a body from a locked morgue? Sighing, Jill looked at her phone and saw that it was 8:00. But she didn't care, and decided to go to bed.
Jill pulled the covers and sheets up over herself and tried to fall asleep. But like the previous nights, she couldn't stop thinking about Ashley. Staring at Ashley's pictures in their frame, Jill winced when she saw how happy the girl had been. Before Jill had come in and fucked her life up.
Waking up early the next morning, Ashley turned on the news, again not knowing what to expect. But she was again, far more shocked than she wanted to be.
"-more victims in the Woodsboro murders. Last night, six teenage girls were slaughtered at a sleep over. The host's parents were out of town for the weekend, and apparently she had decided to have friends over. All six girls were found with their throats slit and other various stab wounds on their bodies. Police were called when neighbors heard screaming across the street. Police are working hard to identify this new killer."
What the hell was going on? Ashley's dead, and missing, meanwhile someone's running around massacring people. Jill had never imagined that her plan would turn out like this. With her feeling alone, devastated, pissed, and confused. And was their a possibility that the most recent killer was going to come after her? It would make sense, considering that she was the new Sidney. Jill hoped that she would get good security, not like Sidney's.
The day passed by with Jill being unable to leave her home. Staring out her window, she could see seven news vans parked up and down the street. Jill wondered how long it would take before the vultures quit circling her. Sure, she loved the attention, but this was like having twenty stalkers. Jill wanted the fans, not just the paparazzi.
The cloaked figure watched through Jill's window as she stared out, oblivious to it. Stepping behind a tree as yet another news van pulled up. The figure wondered if Jill had any idea how close to death she was.
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