Chapter 17

This was when things got wonderfully awkward. Sonny started running from Chad, who began chasing her. Tawni stopped chasing her after she got too out of breath and confused to really understand anything. And Portlyn just stood there, smirking to herself about what she did. She didn't know why exactly she was so happy about this, and it was starting to kill her inside. But her leader wanted her to do this, so she must. The brunette pulled out her phone and quickly sent a message, her fingers flying.

"What are you doing?" Tawni asked, shaking her head and walking back to Portlyn.

Portlyn just smiled. "The apocalypse is going along nicely, isn't it? My leader likes it." She pushed her phone back in her pocket, and evil smile appearing on her pretty face,

Tawni glared at her. "No, I meant with Chad! Why did you kiss him!" Her eyes began welling up with tears, and she turned around quickly so she wouldn't have to see her. But the evil girl's words hit her suddenly, and she turned around and ran right up to her. Their faces became only a few inches apart. Portlyn kept her grin, not backing down at all, while Tawni held her own.

"What do you mean, leader? You have a leader in all this? There's a person in charge of all this damn apocalypse?" She asked, a very detective like look erupting onto her face. She hoped she intimidated her former friend.

Yet Portlyn just stood there, smirking evilly. "You know, you little bitch, you shouldn't be so nosy. If you tell, you're going to get killed, okay? Don't think you'll make it out alive." The blonde instinctively shrunk back. The other teen flipped her hair and changed her expression to make it look like nothing had happened.

Tawni had no idea what to do. Someone was in charge of this? And Portlyn was working for the other side? How would she even survive through the day? She knew one thing: She needed to help stop this somehow.

Beginning to catch up to a slightly smug looking Portlyn, she mustered up the courage to ask one more question to her. "What made you want to join this whole thing?"

Portlyn gave her a confused look, then looked straight ahead once more. "I have no idea what you're talking about." She said. "But what I do know is how much I love nail polish!"

"I don't want to talk about nail polish right now, Portlyn. I'm tired." The blonde told her friend, who just smiled.

"Oh, me too!" Tawni restrained herself from rolling her eyes and settled on Sonny and Chad, who had stopped up ahead. Sonny was still crying, but probably was just too tired to run anymore. Chad was just catching up to her, putting a hand on her shoulder. She swatted it away, looking at him. The two both ran to the remaining group members.

Sonny glared at Portlyn, so Tawni assumed that he was convincing her the kiss wasn't of his doing. She was correct. When Sonny stopped, a very out of breath Chad told her how Portlyn started flirting with him and kissed him. He hadn't kissed back, of course, and wished that it was her lips on his. She rolled her eyes at how cheesy that sounded, but the look in his eyes was beginning to win her over.

"Why did you kiss Chad?" Sonny asked Portlyn, demanding an answer from the evil girl. She acted like she didn't know any better.

"What do you mean?" She asked, tilting her head and acting innocent.

This cause Sonny to look up at Chad, then look back at Portlyn. "You know what I mean. I won't be mad any longer if you explain. I promise. I don't break promises."

The teen gave a fake nervous look, then walked over to whisper to Sonny. She pulled back at first, but on seeing her co-worker's disappointed and sad face, she let her whisper. "I don't want to say here. I'm still nervous about it, so can we talk over here?" She motioned towards behind a building.

"Fine, but you better not give me bullshit." Sonny warned the girl, who nodded.

They calmly walked over to the building where Portlyn sighed and looked like she would talk. But her body began glowing a blue tint. Sonny stepped back, a hand over her mouth. "Portlyn?" She asked, worried. Suddenly, there were two Portlyns. One smirked at her and disappeared, while the other pulled out a gun.

Was this it? The brunette looked nervously at the gun, thinking she would be getting shot. But she became surprised when the other Portlyn shot herself in the stomach, head, and heart. She instantly collapsed, blood soaking her clothes and her open wounds oozing a crimson liquid. Sonny let out a small gasp and scream, watching a girl die right in front of her. Soon, her eyes rolled back in her head.

"Sonny, are you okay?" A voice asked, but Sonny was frozen in her spot. Tawni and Chad went running to come face to face with the dead and bloodied girl. But what Sonny hadn't noticed about the suicide weapon would come back to haunt her.

Soon, Tawni was picking up the gun, examining it. She gasped at what she saw. "Sonny, this looks exactly like yours. It's even got the smiley face sticker you stuck on it to make it look less like a weapon,"

Chad peered over at it. "It does look like it."

"I didn't do it!" The brunette cried out, tears forming in her eyes. She wasn't a murderer, couldn't they see that?

"I don't think you did," Chad responded quickly, "But just show me your gun and we can put this whole thing behind us. If you've got yours, than we know you couldn't have killed her." Sonny nodded at this reasonable judgment of her boyfriend. But searching through the pocket she always had it in, she realized it wasn't anywhere to be found.

"Shit."

Author's Notes: I hope you realize why this is rated T now. Not only is it rather violent and dark, but they swear a whole lot. Maybe too much in this chapter, but I might be swearing too in situations like so. And I don't swear a whole lot. It's getting into the good stuff now! :D I'm open to guesses on who the leader is. Thanks for reading and please review!

Disclaimer: I'm too tired to say anything more than I own nothing.