Hey there everyone! I'm back with another chapter of LOM. This is where we will say our goodbyes to Elaine. It will be sad. But then there will be some discourse over the issue at hand, as someone has a lot to say about everything that's been going on. Let's see how it all goes down.

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Chapter 10: Deadly Discourse

'Celebration of Life of Elaine Anne Withrow'

This on the cover of the obituary that was handed to the attendees. For today they would be putting an angel to rest.

The service for Elaine was already sadder than the services for Bobby and Devery combined. From the moment the boys stepped foot in the church that Monday, the atmosphere was heavy.

So many tears and sobbing, mostly coming from Elaine's closest friends, her colleagues from the cheerleading squad, and especially her family members.

A beautiful golden lined casket held Elaine's beautiful body. She was dressed in a yellow dress to match, and in her hands was her pink pom-poms. The morticians had done a good job of hiding the injuries she had sustained from her attack, even if some were still visible.

Donald instantly broke down at seeing her. She looked so peaceful. It wasn't fair! Why did she have to die? Just... why?!

To the surprise of some of the guys, Hammerhead himself has shown up. They watched as he approached the casket to take a look at his ex-girlfriend one last time.

But the quarterback blew a kiss, before he walked to his seat, a solemn expression on his face.

For once, Rex didn't look so tough, and it looked like he did really care for Elaine, even if he didn't show it at times.

Soon the service had begun, and it was about the same as before. Words and prayers of comfort, songs, and messages.

Rex was one of the ones to step up and say a few words.

"I'll admit that I didn't treat Elaine as well as I should've when we were together..." he started, "But I still cared for her to some extent. I only wish I could make up for my mistakes. Elaine was a cool girl, and she was a great cheerleader. I'll miss those flips she did. And... that's all. I love ya, Elaine..."

With that, he blew another kiss to her casket before stepping down.

As for Donald, he was afraid to go. He feared that he wouldn't be able to say anything without crying. But... he had a lot on his mind.

So as soon as Rex sat down, Donald stood up to walk to the podium.

Taking a deep breath, he spoke.

"I-I remember Elaine..." he began, "I remember seeing her with the cheerleading team at football games. Remember how she was so happy with cheering. And I remember... me spending time with her. W-W-We weren't together that long. But... I loved her. I loved her so much. And she loved me. For myself. And I miss her... I miss her cheers, I miss her kisses, I... miss her s-s-smile."

The teen looked up to see his friends smiling with support and encouragement. Tears were falling again, but Donald pressed on.

"It just seems so crazy that something as sweet as Elaine would die! It just ain't right! But... Elaine wouldn't want us just moping. She'd want us to be happy and keep going. And I am happy that I got to meet the prettiest girl in the world!"

Some people clapped for that. Donald sniffed a bit as he finished up.

"I just wanna say to Elaine... if you can hear me from Heaven... I'm thinking of you. I love ya, and I always will... uh, thank you..."

He stepped down as some people made noises of sympathy and encouragement. Joining his friends at their seats, he let out a breath of relief... and a sob.

"I'm g-glad to get that off my chest." He said.

"Good on you, dude." Rudy smiled, putting an arm around his friend's shoulder.

"Hey, hey, hey. That's the way..." Albert also smiled.

The service soon didn't last long after that. Another few people spoke fondly of Elaine, her father delivered the eulogy, and just like that, it was over.

The burial was even more grieving, as most of everyone present couldn't handle the sight of Elaine being lowered into the ground. Donald included, as he had to step away (if only to prevent himself from bawling loudly).

After everything was done and over with, the gang and some classmates met at a restaurant to have one last toast for Elaine. Some of those friends included Margene, Leola, Joyce, Richard, Bob and Shanna, Undeen, Dimitri, Shawn, etc. Just to name a few. There was a laundry list of many others in attendance.

"Oh, what a day..." Joyce sighed, "But I'm glad it's done for the most part."

"You got that right, Cabbage Flower." Rudy replied, "I have never seen so many tears in my life."

"That goes to show just how much of an impact one person can have on many." Albert said, "And in this case, Elaine had made an impact by being a sweet person."

Dimitri put his hands together, "May she forever rest in peace. A kind soul taken away far too soon."

"True..." Margene agreed, "I just wonder who could be killing everyone. It's so confusing."

"It's very surreal." Bob spoke up, "Philadelphia has had crazy things happen before, but nothing this extreme."

"It makes you wonder if there's some sort of secret plot going on." Monroe spoke up, "There's this movie I watched the other day where there was a mystery killer going around doing people in, and he had a motive."

The Junkyard Gang all frowned. They already knew that whoever was killing everyone they cared about had some sort of vendetta against them. But they weren't sure if they should share that information just yet.

"You have an interesting point." Richard responded, "There has to be some sort of motive the killer has. As in, what do all the victims have in common?"

"Maybe they're looking for money." Cindy flipped her blonde hair back.

"Wouldn't that be for a kidnapping?" Undeen asked.

"Ransom doesn't always involve kidnapping... does it?" Flora asked.

"I guess not."

"So, what motive would the killers have?" Leola asked.

"The motives would be that they have a personal grudge against the Junkyard Finks."

Now that was a voice the boys recognized. Approaching the table was none other than Arnie, a sneaky pool shark who once tricked Rudy into gambling while playing pool. He, like everyone else, was dressed nicely, which implied...

"Hey, hey, hey... you were at Elaine's funeral?" Albert asked.

"Of course. Everyone wants to pay their respects." Arnie smirked.

Rudy raised an eyebrow, "Did you even know her? Like at all?"

The sly boy pulled up a chair to sit in between Rex and Joyce, "Well... I guess I say I was... acquainted with her. We had a thing going on for a while."

What...?

Donald didn't believe it, "You mean you dated Elaine too?! I don't believe that bullshit."

"Hey, I did say that Elaine dated a lot of guys at school." Rex pointed out.

"But Arnie doesn't even go to our school." Harold also pointed out.

Arnie shrugged, "True... but I knew Elaine personally anyways. But we're an item for long. She ended things between us after a month."

"I don't blame her..." Russell snorted.

"For once I agree with you, shrimp," Rudy responded.

Albert spoke up again, hoping to know something, "Look, Arnie. Even if you knew Elaine or not, what business do you have here? And what does it have to do with us?"

The pool shark smirked, "Boy, do I have some tea to spill? I heard from the grapevine that whoever is killing all of these people, they're trying to get revenge on the Junkyard Gang."

... So it was true...?

"They're getting rid of everyone you dumb dudes knew personally. The notes they've been leaving are proof enough of that."

This made everyone else look at the boys, who were confused as to how Arnie found out.

"Another thing is that the killers are threatening people to keep quiet about their identity." Arnie continued, "And that includes people from your school. Hell, it could be one of you who's being threatened."

Immediately, the group began protesting that, saying things along the lines of, 'I know nothing', 'I'm not being threatened', and 'The Hell are you talking about'.

"You're just saying shit to scare us." Rudy glared, "We all know how much of a sleazy bastard you are. If anything, you're probably in cahoots with the killers."

Arnie held up his hands in defense, "Oh no. I have nothing to do with this. I'm merely stating facts that I've heard."

"Just because you've heard it, doesn't make it facts." Albert stated, "It's just rumors. Someone could be lying."

"Maybe. But this I definitely know for a fact. You asses did something to fuel the killers' anger. Meaning you must have done something REAL bad to have your loved ones die."

Stares...

Stares were all the Junkyard Gang got from everyone. All they could do was freeze up, not one of them knew what to say. Could Arnie be right? Could they have possibly done something that would make someone mad enough to kill?

No. It couldn't possibly be that.

After a moment of silence, Russell spoke up in protest, "We didn't do anything! You're talking crap!"

"Rus! Language, man." Bill chided his brother.

"I agree with Russell. There's no possible way we did something so bad, that someone would murder people we know." Harold added.

"Y-Yeah, it's crap!" Donald exclaimed.

Rudy groaned, "It's like I said. He's making shit up to scare us! I know we did nothing."

"Oh no?" Arnie teased, "From what I've heard, you've been receiving threats from the friends of that Bobby dude. Didn't you have a mishap with him before?"

"Yeah. He ran over my bike with his car. But that's in the past. Why do you care?!"

"You've probably held a grudge for that. Notice how he was the first to die? And the note that was left at the crime scene? 'Revenge is a broken bike, should've watched where you were going'. Now, who else's bike has Bobby backed over."

The rich boy growled as he stood up and approached the pool shark, "Listen, you gambling bastard! I may not have liked Bobby Hanson, but I didn't hate him enough to wanna murder him over destroying my bike! I don't know where you're getting these stupid ideas, but you better take them all and shove them up your ASS!"

"Rudy, calm down." Joyce stood to put her hands on his shoulder before she spoke to Arnie calmly, "Rudy would never kill. I've known him for a while, and he may have used me, he really does care."

"Yeah. All of the guys are great people." Shanna spoke up, "They would never do something awful."

Everyone else was agreeing, standing up for the gang.

"And besides. Who is telling you this stuff anyway?" Albert asked Arnie.

Arnie shook his head, "Nobody's really telling me... I'm just hearing things. But you should hear this unless you dudes turn yourselves in to the killer, more people are gonna die, and soon... you'll end up dead. Just like Bobby, that kids parents, those teachers, that Dev boy, that Violet chick, and even like that whore, Elaine-"

Before he could finish his sentence, Rex had grabbed him by the shirt collar and held him up.

"You take that back, you son of the bitch!" The quarterback seethed, "Elaine was NOT a whore! And if you say she is again, I'll punch your fucking face in!"

Donald would have said the same thing, but he wanted to avoid a similar situation from when he confronted Rex himself.

As for Arnie, he merely smirked, just as one of the chefs of the restaurant spoke, "Hey kids. You wanna fight, take it outside!" He ordered.

"Put him down, Hammerhead." Albert told him, "It's not worth it."

Rex, not wanting to get into anymore trouble, gently set Arnie back on the floor. The pool shark dusted himself off, before making his way to the door, "You Junkyard bitches have an enemy coming after you, and if you don't step up, things are gonna get a whole lot worse."

Just before the door, he stopped, "And if you're really curious to how I know all of this... the gang members at the waterfront know a lot..."

He started to leave, but stopped again, "Oh, and speaking of the waterfront... there's been another murder. Someone saw a person drop a little kid into the water, and by the time they got the police and tried to save them... the suspect was gone, and it was too late."

Another murder...

Was it really a surprise at this point?

"And that kid. I think you dudes know him as he goes by the name of Peewee... have a good evening, everybody."

With that, he left... leaving the table of people shocked, confused, terrified... and concerned.

And all of those feelings currently applied to Albert, Bill, Russell, Rudy, Donald, Harold, Bucky, and Mushmouth.

Uh oh.

After we say our farewells to Elaine, it looks like Arnie (from the episode 'Double or Nothing') had some tea to spill about the murders, but it's nothing the boys already didn't figure out already. But now they're worried that they may have indeed done someone to warrant all the murders.

Oh, and poor little Peewee from Season 1 has kicked the bucket. I wasn't sure of killing him off since he's so young, and I hate to see young kids die. But I suppose to adds to the suspense of what's happening.

Next chapter is, of course, reactions to the latest murder, and the gang discussing it. But for now, I hope you guys enjoy this chapter. I'll see you guys later. And as always, don't forget to review, please. Thank you.