A/N: Added song for story 'White Houses' by Vanessa Carlton

Chapter 5: Arguments Break Out

Three 1/2 weeks later

Cameron Morgan's POV (Surprise):

I was trying to forget everything that happened at Boston, everything that's happened with Zach and why it happened in the first place. Only I wasn't having much luck as it seemed anything would trigger some memory of him. How cliché.

Finals were only a month away and I was hoping that winter break in London would be just what I need to rejuvenate.

"Cammie you have to listen to this," Bex exclaimed. She came into the dorm room with a newspaper in her hand. I remained laying on my back on my bed listening to the article that had stood out the most to Bex, which wasn't an easy thing to do.

"Katherine Daniela Montez, age of only sixteen years, was recently fished out of the Central Waters yesterday. She was reported missing three weeks ago. When recovered she was decapitated, her head has yet to be found therefore closing the waters for fishermen until further notice. The reason for such a young girl being decapitated in waters miles away from her home has yet to be known. A thorough investigation will be underway and new safety laws may be a result from this tragedy. We recently have caught up with her father who had this to say: 'I'm devastated that my daughter has been found in such a brutal condition. I don't know why she was there of all places besides the fact that she loved the water. As to why this happened I can only worry that in might have been suicidal because the day she ran away was the anniversary of her mother's birthday who died back in 1991. I can't tell you how much sorrow I feel now in losing them both and at such young ages. I can only hope that they have found peace…' The father was the number one suspect at the start of the investigation because he was closest to her. However, his alibi of being away on a business trip has been cleared and this case is starting to look more like a suicide," Bex finally finished as she set the paper down.

"She was only sixteen, our age, and wasn't found that far away. Can you believe it?"

"No," I replied. Mentally slapping myself as this somehow reminded me of Zach.

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One day later

Keira Goode's POV:

Merry's burial was today. Her body was found yesterday by police, who suspect a suicide. How easily people can get blindsided with just the simplest things done. They are still in search for her head thinking it's somewhere in the Central Waters, but as far as I can tell they'll never find it. Not unless they knew the truth.

I crumbled up yesterday's newspaper and shot it into the trashcan. Merry would have never wanted to be in the headlines and she certainly wouldn't want this to be the reason. I couldn't help but feel that this somehow disgraces her in a way. Especially with the cover up being greatly shown in the article even if they don't know that.

"Keira it's time for the funeral," Zach said sticking his head through the door. I nodded slowly staring out the window as he entered my room.

He stood beside me in his black tuxedo as I looked down at my black dress.

"We're not going to a memorial. We're going to a celebration," I commented. Zach shifted his weight. "The inside joke." I scoffed at the thought.

"Maybe for them but it doesn't have to be that way for us. We can be there simply to honor her…"

"Honor, psh. If we really were going to honor her we would call the newspaper up right now and tell them the real story of her death and not suicide. Or better yet get the entire police station on the phone. Then everybody would know she was murdered by the Circle of Cavan and was not the girl who committed suicide by beheading herself on the fishermen equipment."

I stormed off angry that no matter how much I wanted to do that I couldn't. That I had to act like I knew nothing about what happened to my friend. That I only knew about her mother's death and that she ran away, which both just might be cover-ups. I didn't know anymore.

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After the funeral had ended we headed to a rather large building for lunch. Somehow Zach and I ended up sitting alone with Kendall and Craig. Not two people I really wanted to sit with at the moment and looking over at Zach I could tell he felt the same way.

"It's sad that's she gone, don't you think?" Craig asked as I narrowed my eyes at him. He wasn't someone to be sincere over anyone's death. "I always wanted to be the one to end her wretched little life." He placed his cup to his lips while mentally I stopped myself from smashing the glass straight into his face. It would have been the very least he deserved.

"You shouldn't speak ill of the dead, Craig," Kendall told him. "It's rude no matter how true it is."

"Well aren't you one to talk," I snapped. Kendall only half-smiled at me as if she enjoyed being here and the reason behind it. And maybe she did.

Zach put his hand on his forehead. "For once can we all try to find some common ground? Get along till the end of lunch."

"Pretty boy, I don't think that's possible," Craig replied leaning back in his chair. Zach stared daggers at him.

Kendall laughed and added, "What common ground would there be, anyway?" She raised her glass. "Besides the fact that we hate each other and don't believe that you two belong in this group to begin with."

"Oh yeah, like sane people want to be in a place where murder is considered high esteem. No matter how young the victim is," I replied. My voice filled with hurt, anger and…regret.

"Neither of you are cut out for this. It's quite a shame that you two share the same blood line as the grand founder Isaac Cavan. Almost a disgrace actually," Kendall said low with an under tone in her voice.

Before Craig decided to weigh in with a sentence that sent more than just anger pulsing through my veins. "At least I got to bang her before she died." He smirked, a disturbing one at that, sipping his drink.

"Wha—at?" Zach asked not sure he had heard right I was just as shocked.

My shock however quickly turned into anger, rage even. I lunged for Craig my hands outreached, fingers spread out poised in a strangle position. Only Zach grabbed me before I had a chance to reach Craig.

And Craig…Craig just laughed. He didn't care. He never cared.

"Kendall already told you once Craig. Don't speak ill of the dead. Merry deserves respect," Harper said coming out of nowhere. I was too enraged with Craig and even Merry to notice her enter the room.

How could Merry have done something like that and with…with him of all people! Then I don't even find out about it from her own mouth and there's no chance I'll ever here her side of the story now. What had she been thinking!? Or maybe Craig was simply lying to stir up trouble, to rival us up. He does do that from time to time. It is something he enjoys.

"Oh well if it isn't Miss Harpy." Craig smiled but it wasn't a friendly smile at all. "Where's your sister Iris."

Harper stared at him with blank eyes before saying, "Clever." Unimpressed. Craig's hand clenched tighter on his drink. Harper turned towards Zach and I, and added, "Lunch is over and the press is waiting back at Mallbury." Great we had to giving a helping hand to the cover story, to the lies. "You two are going to have a quick conversation with them for being close friends with Merry. Don't forget to mention her love for the water and her clumsiness."

Harper walked off and Zach and I did the same, but in the opposite direction. The good thing about the interview was we could now get as far away from Craig and Kendall as possible. Or so we thought.

"Oh and by the way Zach, tell Cameron that I wish her a very painful death," Kendall said having the last word before they both walked quickly ahead of us.

I turned to look at Zach who was frozen on the spot. We both knew very well that Cameron Morgan's life was ticking away by minutes. It was only a matter of time before the Circle strikes up a new plan, one that could have serious consequences. And for the Circle the best time to attack is when everything is foreign for the victim.

Snow started to fall down on us as if teasing us on how close the winter break really was. I could hear before I could see Zach take in a quick breath. Soon he started pacing away towards the limo that arrived just for us.

I stood there watching his pace noting that everything about it was unnatural. It was forced and he was tense. Everything would soon be coming to a crashing halt as I realized just how fall he had really fallen.

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