Sparkle
Part 16: The Kill
Relena opened her eyes.
" ...Relena!" Tweet yelled. Relena's mouth dropped open and her eyes immediately started gathering tears. Solange clapped. Relena held Heero's hand fast as he led her to the stage to accept her award. The audience's applause quieted and all looked at her. Relena's moth was still hanging wide open.
" This is phenomenal. I just started this time last year and look at me now. I want to say that this award goes to everyone that works with me, past and present. I want to dedicate this award to the late Lady Une and her daughter Mariemeia. God rest their souls. I want to thank the fans and just the whole world. THANK YOU!!" Relena smiled and shook the Grammy.
Two Grammys later, Relena was practically shining.
Relena awoke. The headache that rang through her head was phenomenal. She was still in the dress she wore the night before. Rubbing her head she didn't recognize where she was. She looked next to her and saw blood everywhere. She was sitting in it. Relena's voice had not yet found it's release.
Looking to her left, there was a body. It had long brown hair. Relena prayed that it wasn't Kele. She shifted the bloody body towards herself. Apparently, her prayers weren't answered. Kele's blue eyes stared straight up. There was a stab wound right above her hip. She was holding it. Relena's headache made itself known again. Kele's eyes moved a bit, signaling that she was alive. She looked at Relena.
" Kelsey." She whispered. Relena looked to the direction that Kele looked. Kelsey's blonde hair was strewn across the floor. It was thick and matted with blood. Kele continued to apply pressure to her wound. Relena slid in the pool of blood. Kelsey was sprawled across the floor.
Kelsey Carpenter's eyes were glassy. Her body was full of stab wounds, especially to her chest. She had at least. Relena looked at her entire body and then looked at her hands. He voice finally found the sound she needed and she let an ear-piercing scream loose.
At the hospital, Relena sat on her bed. Noin had brought her some clothes. She had spent an hour washing the blood off of her skin. Heero walked in the room silently while Relena was staring at her hands.
" Relena..." Heero said quietly. Relena looked up at him and tried desperately to smile, but the best she could do was a lopsided grin that looked like she was high off of novocaine. Heero's eyebrows furrowed. Relena gave up on her attempt to smile and looked at her hands again.
" How's Kele?" Relena asked. It was so quiet that Heero barely heard her.
" She's having trouble breathing, but other than that, she should be just fine." Heero sat down next to Relena. Her skin was very dry from all the scrubbing she did. She let out a long sigh and looked at him.
" Relena, I need to know if you saw anything. Do you remember anything at all?" Heero asked dryly. Relena closed her glassy eyes. Her head began to hurt and she winced and put her hand up to rub the bump.
" I don't know, Heero. I can't remember anything after the awards. I can't. Did you ask Kele?"
" She doesn't remember, either. She said it all happened so fast, she didn't have time to think." Then Zechs walked in. He didn't go to the Grammys and instead went home to Philadelphia. Noin was with him.
" RELENA! I came as soon as I could! What happened?" He asked. Noin sat next to Relena and stroked her hair.
Suddenly, it all came back to Relena in terrible intervals of pain. She yelped and gasped in the most shrieking of all screams. Heero tried to ask her, but Relena kept screaming. The painful memories just elevated the pain from the concussion and Relena passed out completely.
Lying in a heap on the floor, Relena's heart rate sped up and her eyes fluttered.
" Zechs, get the doctor! Someone please get the doctor!!" Noin cradled Relena's head in her lap. It rolled limply to the side.
Much later, Heero sat next to Kele's bed. His sister was asleep. He was desperately trying to remember what made him forget everything. Everyone's mind seemed to go blank, except...
Heero jumped up and left the room, waking Kele. She moaned quietly and returned to a dreamless slumber.
AN: This story is starting to get a little suspense-filled. Tell me who you want to be the killer. Vote at my e-mail address. The person with the most votes will become the killer. MWUAHAHAHAHA!!!
Part 16: The Kill
Relena opened her eyes.
" ...Relena!" Tweet yelled. Relena's mouth dropped open and her eyes immediately started gathering tears. Solange clapped. Relena held Heero's hand fast as he led her to the stage to accept her award. The audience's applause quieted and all looked at her. Relena's moth was still hanging wide open.
" This is phenomenal. I just started this time last year and look at me now. I want to say that this award goes to everyone that works with me, past and present. I want to dedicate this award to the late Lady Une and her daughter Mariemeia. God rest their souls. I want to thank the fans and just the whole world. THANK YOU!!" Relena smiled and shook the Grammy.
Two Grammys later, Relena was practically shining.
Relena awoke. The headache that rang through her head was phenomenal. She was still in the dress she wore the night before. Rubbing her head she didn't recognize where she was. She looked next to her and saw blood everywhere. She was sitting in it. Relena's voice had not yet found it's release.
Looking to her left, there was a body. It had long brown hair. Relena prayed that it wasn't Kele. She shifted the bloody body towards herself. Apparently, her prayers weren't answered. Kele's blue eyes stared straight up. There was a stab wound right above her hip. She was holding it. Relena's headache made itself known again. Kele's eyes moved a bit, signaling that she was alive. She looked at Relena.
" Kelsey." She whispered. Relena looked to the direction that Kele looked. Kelsey's blonde hair was strewn across the floor. It was thick and matted with blood. Kele continued to apply pressure to her wound. Relena slid in the pool of blood. Kelsey was sprawled across the floor.
Kelsey Carpenter's eyes were glassy. Her body was full of stab wounds, especially to her chest. She had at least. Relena looked at her entire body and then looked at her hands. He voice finally found the sound she needed and she let an ear-piercing scream loose.
At the hospital, Relena sat on her bed. Noin had brought her some clothes. She had spent an hour washing the blood off of her skin. Heero walked in the room silently while Relena was staring at her hands.
" Relena..." Heero said quietly. Relena looked up at him and tried desperately to smile, but the best she could do was a lopsided grin that looked like she was high off of novocaine. Heero's eyebrows furrowed. Relena gave up on her attempt to smile and looked at her hands again.
" How's Kele?" Relena asked. It was so quiet that Heero barely heard her.
" She's having trouble breathing, but other than that, she should be just fine." Heero sat down next to Relena. Her skin was very dry from all the scrubbing she did. She let out a long sigh and looked at him.
" Relena, I need to know if you saw anything. Do you remember anything at all?" Heero asked dryly. Relena closed her glassy eyes. Her head began to hurt and she winced and put her hand up to rub the bump.
" I don't know, Heero. I can't remember anything after the awards. I can't. Did you ask Kele?"
" She doesn't remember, either. She said it all happened so fast, she didn't have time to think." Then Zechs walked in. He didn't go to the Grammys and instead went home to Philadelphia. Noin was with him.
" RELENA! I came as soon as I could! What happened?" He asked. Noin sat next to Relena and stroked her hair.
Suddenly, it all came back to Relena in terrible intervals of pain. She yelped and gasped in the most shrieking of all screams. Heero tried to ask her, but Relena kept screaming. The painful memories just elevated the pain from the concussion and Relena passed out completely.
Lying in a heap on the floor, Relena's heart rate sped up and her eyes fluttered.
" Zechs, get the doctor! Someone please get the doctor!!" Noin cradled Relena's head in her lap. It rolled limply to the side.
Much later, Heero sat next to Kele's bed. His sister was asleep. He was desperately trying to remember what made him forget everything. Everyone's mind seemed to go blank, except...
Heero jumped up and left the room, waking Kele. She moaned quietly and returned to a dreamless slumber.
AN: This story is starting to get a little suspense-filled. Tell me who you want to be the killer. Vote at my e-mail address. The person with the most votes will become the killer. MWUAHAHAHAHA!!!