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Brittany,
McKenzie and Lauren all in bounded on each other, weapons clattering
together. The wooden plank Brittany held was covered with various
splinters. A mere scratch could infect your whole body. The weapon
was as dangerous as the fork McKenzie was holding, which could easily
penetrate the surface of the skin.
Lauren
jumped back and ran into the kitchen, leaving McKenzie and Brittany
in a stand-off duel. The carpet was covered in glass splinters which
cut into McKenzie's feet, leaving bloody footprints where she
jumped. Ducking, she avoided a nasty blow from Brittany's plank -
leaving her belly exposed. McKenzie dived toward it and stabbed the
fork in. Brittany grunted and brought
the plank down on McKenzie's head.
"I
knew we'd all meet up, I just felt it," said Brittany. "I guess
there really will be a battle of the fan girls; I just never expected
it to be like this. Now it's time for Joe Jonas to realize how
strong I am and fall in love with me."
The
two collided in yet another epic match, forcing and dodging blows
while managing to stay on their feet. Blood literally soaked patches
of the carpet. Lauren ran back in and jumped on Brittany's back,
pulling at her hair. Brittany screamed and turned, whacking Lauren in
the arm. It cut her arm open and she slammed into the wall. Brittany
advanced on her, but not before McKenzie punched her in the jaw. She
fell to the ground with blood leaking from her chin.
"Don't
make me angry you total idiot!" screamed Brittany. She got up and
turned to face the two. Her chin had a large gash in it and she was
breathing deeply.
"You started
this!" screamed McKenzie. Realizing what she'd done, she was
crying as she said this. It's impossible to teach aggression to
someone, or at least they say so, and McKenzie felt as if she had
just taught it to herself.
But
Brittany was trying to kill her.
McKenzie
scrambled her confidence and ran into the kitchen. Charging up the
stairs, she ran into her room to see her daypack. And then there was
the cyanide. Discarding both, she ran into the closet and pulled out
a golf bag. 'Yes,' she thought. 'Thank god they left this in
the house.' Pulling out a 5 iron, she returned downstairs to see
Brittany and Lauren fiercely dueling.
"I'll
kill you before you kill me!" said Lauren fighting with the
drumstick. Brittany was using the thick, massive weapon to strike at
Lauren, whose injured arm dangled at her side.
"Even
Death wouldn't stop me from loving Joe Jonas, I'm such a dedicated
fan girl!" Brittany screamed at the top of her lungs, backing
up. Then Brittany tripped and fell toward a glass door that led to
someone's deck.
McKenzie watched
the scene in horror as Brittany smashed through the glass and fell
backwards off the deck and towards a pool. A look of horror was
etched upon Brittany's soon-to-be lifeless face as she splashed into
the pool. The water turned red and Brittany turned and lay face down,
lifeless.
Lauren and McKenzie slowly
approached the body, careful not to make any disturbances. It bobbed
in the pool like a floating apple. The sun was shining brilliantly
and the heat hit McKenzie like a train. But all her thoughts were
concentrated on if Brittany was dead or not.
Lauren
was the first to walk through the shattered glass door. It looked as
if some sort of cabinet had gone through the windshield, the hole was
that big. Now even more glass shards lay on the carpet where Brittany
and McKenzie had been fighting not long ago.
The
deck which lay in front of the pool was smothered with its own nice
set of glass, even more than in the room. Massive chunks of it lay in
pieces all over the dark wooden area meant for relaxing. Some pieces
were stuck into lawn chairs that would have once served a much
different purpose. Blood also spotted in the ground in tiny bits, but
most of it was in the pool were Brittany lay.
McKenzie
followed Lauren out of the massive hole and looked toward the
pool.
"Oh my god," breathed
Lauren. "Is she dead?"
"Are we
murderers?" asked McKenzie. Lauren looked at her.
"Don't
call me a murderer, she was talking to you when she backed into the
pool!" she replied.
"Wait, I
didn't lay a finger on her before she fell in the pool! You were
the one fighting!" screamed McKenzie.
"And
I care why? You killed her and you know it!" shouted Lauren back at
her. Then she swung the drumstick back to strike McKenzie.. But her
arm didn't budge. There was a sickly sweet sound from behind
her.
McKenzie had a look of shock on
her face, and Lauren turned around to see the drumstick she had just
moments ago swung back lodged in the throat of Brittany.
Her
eyes looked around wildly, and then she fell forward. The drumstick
had gone completely through her neck and out the back. It was smeared
with blood. Her body slammed to the wooden floor of the dark with a
sick crunch. The crimson stained drumstick stuck up in the air like a
flag pole. Except it wasn't flying a flag, it was flying a chunk of
gray something.
Lauren and and the
lifeless Brittany stared at each other. Both their mouths hung open,
both looking from the mutilated body to each other.
McKenzie
broke the silence, "What have we done?"
It
took Lauren awhile to answer, moving her mouth slowly whilst no words
came out. Then she pulled in the air and was finally able to say,
"Nothing happened."
McKenzie
stared at her, "What do you mean nothing happened? She's
dead."
Lauren looked back, "Shut
up! Let's walk away and pretend nothing happened!" Her whole body
was shaking. Then she went into shock and fell to the floor,
convulsing and vomiting all over herself. McKenzie screamed in horror
at the sight and ran away. Lauren watched as she ran out of the gate
located in the back garden and disappeared. Her body was moving
uncontrollably and she was unable to do anything. Tears were
streaming from her eyes as she gasped for breath.
'Am
I going to die here?' she thought. 'I can't die here, no I
can't. I… I just don't want to die yet. I can't die
yet…'
Thoughts of her siblings at
home crossed her mind, and images of her parents smiling.
Everyone's
been through it - their parents don't let them do something they
want, their parents ground them for failing a test, etc. It happens
to everyone who's a child. At some point, they mutter under their
breath 'I hate you.'
But Lauren
fought through tears as she thought of her parents. It was then she
realized that through all the hardships, all the tears and fights,
she loved her parents more than anything in the world. She could see
them smiling now, when she received loving gifts from them, when her
mom made her the best meal she could ever have. Then it was the times
that her dad would still listen to her and play with her even when he
came home late from work.
And that
night; when she was lying in bed after a huge argument with her dad.
She couldn't remember what it was about, but she knew it was huge.
She was lying in bed, the tears slowly letting up, when the door
opened. Light streamed into the room like a river of gold, but she
pretended she was still asleep, still clenching her eyes shut. She
recognized the heavy footsteps of her dad in her room. He stopped
walking and there was silence for a long time. Then he moved again,
and there was a small clatter on her bedside table. More footsteps
and the room returned to darkness. Lauren opened her eyes to make
sure he was gone and looked at her dresser.
Through
the shadows she saw the most beautiful necklace she had ever seen. On
it was a light blue butterfly, and the chain was so silver it easily
penetrated the wall of darkness that coated her room.
As
she clenched it tightly in her hand, more tears fell from her eyes.
As much as she fought with her dad, he still loved her. He still
cared about her with all his heart. And she held the beautiful
necklace all night.
Here she was, on
her hands and knees, coughing up vomit, when she saw the necklace
dangling from her neck. Her parents weren't gone, she thought.
'They're here with me right now.'
Fighting
shock, she stood up and took one last look at Brittany. She bent down
and turned over her body, so that she was face. The drumstick made a
squelching noise as she pulled it from the face of Brittany. Blood
dripped onto her face, but she wiped it off with her thumb.
Lauren
stood up and clasped the drumstick. With one quick throw, she chucked
it into the pool. It made a small splash and bobbed once before
sinking to the bottom of the pool. Lauren stood there watching it
slowly sink to the bottom. 'How long will it rest there?' she
thought. 'Hopefully, hopefully, it will rest there forever.'
Then
she turned toward Brittany again. Bending over, she used her thumb
and forefinger to close her eyes.
"I'm
sorry," she said, and one of her tears fell onto Brittany's
face.
Lauren turned and walked out of
the yard, leaving behind a trail of tears.
Every
second moved slowly.
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