It's our little secret
Jade's Pov
Secrets, secrets are what binds us and makes us feel secure in our friendships. Secrets can also take a toll on us and tear us apart. The secrets shared between friends are sacred and are to never be told to another outside of your clique but what happens when that sacred bond is broken can you come back from it?, can you rebuild the trust you once had? The answer is no you can't. You can never trust that person again and you know what they say about secrets it doesn't work between two people unless one of them is dead.
Cat and I have been bestfriends since we were in elementary school. She knew everything about me all of my dreams , aspirations, my goals, and all of my secrets and I knew all of hers. Cat knew things that were supposed to go to our graves but of course Cat always had a big mouth. One night we were at a party and Cat got really drunk and became loose at the mouth. She revealed that we slept together not only in front of our friends at school but my then boyfriend Beck. He was so hurt by my infidelity that he broke up with me in front of everyone and wrecked my relationship with our other friends. I cried for weeks because no matter how much I pleaded with Beck he wouldn't take me back. I fell into a deep depression that quickly turned into something cruel and wicked. Cat became friends with some other girls and she told them all my secrets. I was taunted and teased to the brink of suicide but I couldn't do it. Why kill myself when I could get rid of the source of my pain. The day I decided to put my plan into action I called Cat and told her I wanted to bury the hatchet and become friends again she happily agreed to meet with me the next day. Cat came over my house at a quarter to four once she was in I hit her over the head with a vase knocking her on conscious. I dragged her body down to my basement where I beat, tortured, and sexually assaulted her for three days. Cat's body was bloody and horribly bruised from the torture I inflicted on her body and she began to beg me just to kill her. Her cries and pleas didn't move me I was to hell bent on revenge to care what she wanted but the more she cried and screamed my name drove me crazy so I smothered her watching as the life sipped out of her small body. after she was dead I looked her lifeless with a scared look on her face I smirked but I still wasn't satisfied. I took out out my army knife and stabbed her in the heart with it repeatedly so she she would know how my heart felt. I wrapped her in the plastic I had spread around the basement and stuffed her into a body bag. I thank God that my house was soundproof or the neighbors would have tipped off the cops. I waited until real late to stash her body into the trunk of my dad's old car that i placed more plastic around just in case the bag leaks and drove into the night. I went out to Stenson's Lake just outside of Beaumont and dumped the body. I watched as she floated away and eventually sunk before walking away. Stenson's Lake was a prohibited spot so I hurried back to the car before anyone noticed. The drive back home was peaceful until I realized that I had to get rid of her motor scooter and phone so I rushed back to the house to quickly dispose of those things. I pretty much grabbed the scooter and took it to the junk yard when no one was there and trashed it and her phone I took the sim and sd card out of it before crushing it. I took a shower and headed off to bed. The news of Cat's disappearance spread through the school like wild fire. Some suspected that she ran off with some guy because Cat was boy crazy. Nobody suspected me at all. About 3 in a half weeks later a fisherman found Cat's body in Stenson's Lake why the fuck was he there who the fuck knows but they found her and the world stopped. Everyone I knew mourned her death and Hollywood Arts had memorials all over the school It was like she never fucking died and when she wasn't being remembered at school she was all over the fucking news but it always ended the same no one knows who did it . I smirk every time because no one knew it was me because I was way too smart to get caught. Time had passed since Cat's death and people started to move on and that's when Tori Vega showed up all bright eyed and bushy tailed. At first I hated her guts because I thought that she would be just like Cat but she proved me wrong and we became good friends. Tori and I were like two peas in a pod we hung out every day and slept over each other's houses she even bought me a bunny for my 16th birthday. I started to develop feelings for her and eventually she did too so we started dating. I never told Tori anything about Cat and I kept it that way. Years passed and Cat's murder was a cold case file I became an actress and Tori became a pop singer we got married and had 3 kids. We had a great life until I was diagnosed with stage 4 of brain cancer and the doctor's gave me 3 months to live. Death was upon me because I kept seeing Cat's angry spirit all around me telling me to repent for my sins. On my death bed Tori was sitting at my side trying to keep her tears at bay this was my chance to tell her my terrible awful secret.
" Tori I want to tell you something that I've been keeping to myself for a long time but first I need to know if you can keep a secret" I said
" Yes Jade I can keep a secret" Tori said
" Before you came to Hollywood Arts I did a terrible thing and I know when I die I'm probably going to hell for it but I'm going to tell you because you're the only one I can trust" I said
" What is it Jade?" She asked with concern in her voice
" Tori I killed Cat and dumped her body in Stenson's Lake" I said
Tori gasped in horror holding her chest as she looked at me. The shock must've been too great for her because Tori dropped dead from a heart attack right there in our bedroom. I looked over at her lifeless body and shed a tear before death himself came to claim me. Tori and I were buried next to each other in the Hollywood Hills cemetery where we continued our eternal slumber. No one ever found out about Cat it remained a secret and the best thing about a secret is no one can ever tell if all of us are dead.