A/N: This is Ray's favorite chapter. Saddest one I think. And creepiest. Ray writ it herself.
Peace and love,
Sophie

'"Rey? Rey?" Miranda shouted as she walked into his locker room. The room was completely dark. The out of nowhere Rey came out with a lit candle. He walked closer to her, put the candle down on the nearby table and walked toward her.

"Oh Rey!" Miranda exclaimed. She wasn't expecting this. She hugged Rey, and he hugged her back very tightly.

"Lets go," Rey said blowing the candle out. He grabbed her by the hand and they walked out together. Laughing and giggling.

...but they had no idea. They had no idea that Sally was inside of Rey's room. She saw them go off together. She felt the blood boil inside of her. She walked over to his desk. She picked up the candle inspected it and sent it smashing to the floor.

So much for apple cinnamon, Sally thought to herself. She noticed something else. It was a piece of paper. It may have been something or it may have been nothing. She picked it up, put it into her back pocket and smiled evilly. It was a reservation for two at Olive Garden. She knew perfectly well were that was. She snuck out of the back. She couldn't risk getting caught by Eddie or John Cena. She was already in to deep. First mistaking Marlena with Miranda, then sending a limo ride, now this. She had to finish...

As Rey and Miranda sat in the restaurant waiting their food, Rey got shivers up and down his spine. It wasn't because he was cold it was because he had a bad feeling. He didn't know what though. He was sitting across from the woman he loved, and he knew she loved him. Not because he was famous but because of who he is. That was what true love was about. Even if he was a couple of centimeters shorter than her.

"Why did you bring me here," Miranda smiled so she could show Rey she was joking. She knew perfectly why he brought her here. She just loved to hear him say it.

"You know why..." Rey said, "... the reason I brought you here.. Well was because I love you and also 'cuz it was our first date remember?" he asked touching her face slightly.

She perfectly remembered well. He brought her here not knowing that Olive Garden was expensive. He had only brought a 10 dollar bill. Their meal that day cost about 30 bucks. He laughed and asked the waiter if he was serious. So instead of paying they had to wash pots and pans. Why may you ask they didn't sneak out? It was because they had fun that day. It was about the time spent with each other that they valued. She smiled and with this Rey knew she remembered. Shortly their food came. Rey and Miranda had the chicken fettuccine. They shared one between the two.

"Ill be back," Miranda said suddenly, "I have to go to the bathroom, I love you" she said when she saw the look on Rey's face. He nodded, said "I love you, too," and kept on eating the bread stick. He saw her walk out into the bathroom. She looked back at him and smiled while she opened the bathroom door. She walked calmly and went to the first bathroom stall. She didn't hear anybody else in here, so she assumed she was alone. Boy, was she wrong.

She came out of the stall looking half relieved. She went to the faucet and turned on the water. She thought deeply as she washed her hands with soap that smelt like lavender. She snatched a paper from the dispenser and dried her hands. She had brought her purse with her. She opened it and took out her lipstick and lip gloss. She applied the lipstick on first but then dropped it. She was startled by the door opening. She bent down to pick it up but out of the corner of her eye she saw a woman with a ski cap go into the stall. She quickly stood up, and faced herself in the mirror. She began to feel uneasy and lightheaded because she thought of her sister's attacker.

Didn't my sister say that her attacker wore a ski cap? She thought to herself. Maybe she was just being paranoid. But she couldn't help about Rey. She turned off the faucet, but then turned it back on.

I'm only wasting water...Why do I feel so sick? She thought to herself. She ran her hands under the cold water. She suddenly felt thirsty. She remembered the sprite at the table next to Rey. She splashed water onto her face.

"What are you doing?" a voice behind her said quickly. Miranda bolted up so quickly and turned around to see who just said that. She didn't see anybody.

Click!

Miranda turned toward the door. She would have screamed if she hadn't lost her voice. What she saw almost made her want to cry. She saw a woman (because of the body figure) with a ski cap, gloves that were drenched of blood. She saw the woman shut the door and lock it.

"Who— who are you?" Miranda stammered trying to keep herself calm. The faucet was still on. It was running harder than usual.

"That does not matter... what matters is that you took something from me."

"No, I don't even know who you are to begin with," Miranda said feeling an ounce of bravery in herself.

"You know perfectly well what you did... You took the love of my life away." Sally said while pulling out a pen knife. Miranda shivered. She couldn't imagine herself being cut up by a knife. A knife that was used already... by her own blood. Miranda felt goose bumps grow on her. She felt the hair on her neck and arms rise. She has never really been scared... that is until now. She thought of what the woman just said and instantly thought of Rey.

The love of my life... Rey! What if she hurts him as well? Miranda asked herself. She prayed to herself silently.

They both stayed looking at each other. Miranda clutched onto the lipstick that was on her hand.

It was Rey's favorite. Burgundy. She gasped when her attacker lunged forward with the pen knife in her right hand. The attacker pushed Miranda on the floor. Miranda tried to fight her attacker but she was very strong.

"Who are you!" Miranda shrieked. Fighting and finally managed to pushed her attacker off.

"It wont matter once your died... but if you really want to know I'm Sally!" Sally barked. With her left hand she pressed on Miranda's neck. She could hear her gasping for breath.

"S–Sal-Sally!" Miranda managed to gasp. She could see her life flashback. Her arms were getting tired so she just gave up. She dropped her arms. She could hear Sally laugh one of those evil wicked laughs. She felt a sharp pain in her lower abdomen. Then another in her stomach. She looked down and saw blood oozing threw her shirt. She kept feeling a lot of sharp pains everywhere.

She closed her eyes hoping it would be over, but instead she began to cry. She saw her first date with Rey, the time in 8th grade when the hottest boy in the class asked her out, a lot of good memories flushed threw her mind.

Is this what it feels like to die? It's not so bad... Miranda felt Sally get out off of her. Sally laughed and pulled off her ski mask.

Slowly by slowly Miranda's clutch on the lipstick loosened. And with every ounce of blood she lost she lost herself and her faith.

"Rey..." Miranda whispered.

"He wont save you now... not even God." Sally said when she saw Miranda holding a gold chain with a cross on it.

Sally watched from above and saw she had succeed. She dropped the pen knife and bent over Miranda. She grabbed the lipstick from her hand and wrote on the mirror

FOR US...

Since the faucet was left on it spilt onto the floor. Splashing on Miranda's purse.

Miranda felt the same way she felt when Sally walked in. Light headed.

When Sally was done writing this on the mirror she turned around and saw Miranda on the floor still breathing

She's alive... she cant live... she has to die, she will die.

Sally lifted up her leg and pressed it on Miranda's neck. Miranda opened her mouth, nothing but blood came out.

Miranda died shortly after. She had choked on her own blood. She had a total of 18 pen knife wounds all over her chest and stomach. Sally opened the window and escaped. She noticed that she had left blood over the grass so with this she took off her shoes and socks.

All the blood lost from Miranda's corpse was all over the floor, accompanied by the message a jealous woman wrote out of anger. If you would have seen Sally's eyes you would have probably seen the devil itself.

The water of the faucet turned off, Sally did not turn it off.