Four Little Miss Nothings

Copyright WillowSuzzaGleeee

A/N: So, here is Cleo's chapter. Thanks for all the sweet reviews. They meant a lot. Wow, I'm tingling in excitement. I love having very heretic and nothing-makes-sense plots. They're tragic. Be sure to review.

Cleo's POV:

Two versions of myself were staring at me. Face-to-face. The faces were the same, yet so different. The Angel of Myself was less dark skinned with my dark hair put into pig tails with an innocent smile on her face. The Demon of myself was more tanned than ever, and had the same flaming dark hair strewn down, completely straightened, and a tight slick and delicate darkest of black corset filling up her curves. The Angel wore a petty white min-dress, not showing even the slightest of any sign of adultery.

I didn't know why they were there; staring at me like that. The last thing I remembered was Will and Emma asking me if she wanted to go out for ice cream; the doctors would allow her. Then Will and Emma had been replaced. Who was in the form of who, I forgot. But I was scared of my own image twisted into strange humor. Especially the demon of my old skeletons.

"Well, well, well…Look what we have here. A broken and torn apart wreck at what used to be our ruler." The Angel said sadly. She took her hand to her brown eyes and wiped a tear away.

"What's so sad about this? Now we have freedom. We can make her go insane like never before. I can just see her switching sides of evil and good and becoming a total hopeless disaster." The Demon snickered frightfully.

"No." I whimpered. "What happened that I can't control you." The Angel and Devil stared at each other for the splittest second in pity of myself and then the Demon smiled easily. And the Angel looked at me with sharp anger.

The angel suddenly started to weep. She fell to the ground hiding her shedding tears and reckless sobs with her hands. The Demon screeched, and began to crumble apart. Each part of the badness of me broken and scattered across the Hospital Floor. The place was getting eerily darker. The only thing I could see now was the huge light forcing it's brightness into my eyes. Was I dying? I panicked, looking around. Trying to pinch myself was doing nothing.

Suddenly, I realized that the light was resembling a now crescent moon, now turning full. A girl now stood before it. She had dark skins, and her green eyes shone with a glint of mystery. She stared at me. I saw her mouth moving, but I couldn't understand. Why couldn't I understand? Then too many voices pounded within my head. The words; Sacrifice. Lies. Fear.

"Nothing is what it appears." The girl was whispering into my ear. "Be careful who you trust. They are never what they seem." Then with a thud, darkness overcame me. As well as worried voices, shrieking, of Dad and Sam.

"Is she awake?"

"I don't know. She just was a second ago. We…" Will.

"Cleo?" "Are you up?" "Honey, we've come to see how you are."

"What even happened?" Was the scowled voice of what seemed to be Sam. Where was Mum anyway?

My eyes flashed open, and for a moment I stared at them all, allowing to let them be creaped by my cynical smile. My head felt clear.

"Daddy!" He raced towards me and we were brought together in a hug. I felt tears from his face imprint on my cheek. Sam was wiping her eyes as well. Emma and Will stood in the back watching the family memory knowing there were many questions and mysteries to come.

"Yeah, like Sam said; What the fuck happened, and why would you want to kill yourself?" Shit. Kim. I glared at her, and sighed. Why was she here?

"Um…" I looked at Will and Emma begging silently for help.

"Oh, Kim, your sister has been very hurt. The questions will come later. Cleo needs her family right now. I promise you, sweetie, we're going to have the best therapists in town to understand what was going through your mind. But, what do you think triggered this?"

Dad seemed like he was reading a script he had read online to ask to your almost-killed-herself daughter. I scoffed.

Emma whispered something to Will. Will looked at her with disbelief, but was clearly following her orders. "Well, um" He looked apologetic to me, and continued "Me, Bella, and Rikki had planned a little…get-together, but Cleo never showed up. Then half past midnight-"

He was interrupted. Sam was glaring at him. "What were you even doing alone with those two girls? And did you actually not even care where Cleo was? She could have-"

Will ignored her after that moment and looked at my Dad. "She texted us, saying that…Um…" He was making this up. Everything. He was making up a lie to cover up our mermaid secret. For a moment, I wanted to tell them. I'd rather have them know about my mermaidness than think I was mental. I… Why was Emma doing this? Couldn't my family be trusted?

"She wanted to say Goodbye. We traced where she had texted from, and…she was on the roof of Rikki's Bar." He looked at the ground. "When we saw her, we immediately called 911."

Silence. Awkward deafening silence that felt like it would never go away.

"Cleo, sweetie, what happened?" Dad asked me. His eyes were those of a concerned yet terrified father frightened by what his daughter might say.

"I…" Tears were itching at my pupils. "I guess I couldn't take it any more. I'm sorry. I… I just have to tell you. We can't keep this secret anymore! The truth is, that, I-" I looked at Emma shaking her head frantically, and Will biting his lip.

"I missed Lewis. And Emma. I…couldn't bear it anymore. Um…" My brain felt like it had been turned off. "I'm sorry." I looked down.

Outside of my window, the world was continuing. And because of a secret I now wished to give up; my life would never be the same.

"What are we doing?" I ask in the most annoyed voice I could muster. We were in Will's car. He was driving, and Emma was sitting in the back. The whole entity was completely in the awkwardness of silence. Will kept checking his phone, which was probably illegal. And Emma kept looking down at her stomach.

"Where's Rikki?" Emma asked nervously.

Will shrugged. "She texted me last night."

I took a deep breath. "Will, is Bella back yet?" I felt completely crazy after I said that. Where had she gone? Why had she looked so spooked that night in the moon cavern?

Emma looked at us like we were crazy, and then the bomb weighed down on me. She didn't know who Bella was, I mean, is, I thought clumsily.

Will glanced away from the road in a moment of complete hopelessness. She glanced at me again and sighed; "She hasn't answered me, Cleo. I'm really worried. I think…"

"That you should tell me just what the Hell your talking about?" Emma asked then smiled fakely. "I agree."

"Oh, right. My girlfriend, Bella, she-" I shook my head wildly at Will. Apparently though he decided to ignore me. "She's a mermaid too. Her and Cleo and Rikki are best friends since you left."

It took Emma a long time to process this information. And when she did, she promptly replied "And this new best friend that totally replaced me just disappeared… right after Cleo supposedly tried to kill herself without any knowledge of remembering. I smell something, and it smells a bit fishy. Especially, since I haven't met the…girl." I had a feeling Emma was going to say something else but I stopped her.

"Em, Bella is the nicest person I've ever met! She's amazing, I know you would love her." I assured, then glanced at Will. "Weirdest thing's she's disappeared."

"So, both Rikki and Bella haven't called back?" Emma asked in disbelief. She shook her head. Will nodded strangely.

"Guys…" I glared at them, waiting for approval. "Please don't leave me, I mean, my sight…" I gulped. By each passing moment I was getting more and more fucked up. "First Bella left, and now we can't find Rikki. I'm really scared."

Suddenly they were both surrounding me, and I knew they were true friends. These people, oh how I was grateful to have them. I would die without my tw-three-four best friends to make sure I was safe and happy for most moments.

"Its okay, Cleo. I'm not going to leave you. Not again." Emma promised then glanced down again at her tummy. Will nodded his agreement, but I knew deep inside that helpful smile he was tingling with heartbreak unable to control himself. But like me, he was trying to stay strong. None of us knew how messed up the situation really was at that moment, but we knew one thing, or we thought we knew; we had to stick through this together.

"Can we stay here? I don't want to go back to the Hospital." My voice was low and hoarse and full of begging. Emma smiled. "We'll do what we can." She stole a look at Will, and he gulped.

And for a moment we sat there; together entangled in the same mystery we didn't really want to discover. But for better or for worse, strange obstacles had brought them to me. I didn't know where Bella and Rikki were. I didn't even remember the last conversation I had with my Mum. I didn't care that Dad and Kim would be worried. I didn't even bother to think why Emma had been ignoring us for the past three years. I just let it be.

And then a stumble of someone's feet into the bathroom and the sound of repugnant puking. Emma had ran into Will's Boat's Shed's Bathroom. Will and Emma had politely asked if I could get out for a bit. And after a lot of persuading, my Dad agreed it was best for me to be with my real friends for a bit. But now, Emma had shut the door, and after the long twisted crumble of vomit, Will and I heard her start to sob.

When Emma came back out, all was silent. She told us that she must have just had bad shrimp on the airplane flight, but I could tell she was hiding something. But I didn't ask. I was just grateful she was here.

Will suggested that we order pizza and watch horror movies. That must have been the most original and simplistic fun idea I had heard all of the month. I was just thanking God that we had a four-day weekend in College. I didn't know if I was going to go back tomorrow. But all throughout the movie I kept having side thoughts like "Rikki would have loved this part" or "Bella would be laughing her ass of at this". Somehow we rummaged through things to do through the dawn of day. We sang karaoke (No thoughts of Bella, yeah right), played Would You Rather, ate a lot, watched a lot, and avoided the mysterious situation where two of our best friends (or in Will's case, girlfriend) had disappeared to.

It was strange. Right about at 5:30, I was hurriedly flipping through bored Facebook status's. Then I heard that eerily annoying beep of an instant message. It was from Zane Bennett. Oh great. I thought.

HEY. Rikki's Club. She wants to see you. Come, now. She's been hurt.

I had told Will and Emma about this alarming situation the moment after my eyes had finished scanning it. I tried to reply to Zane but it alerted me he was now offline. I gulped. "Will, Emma! I know where Rikki is!"

"Really, cause we just found out where Bella is." Emma screeched with mischief, as if not knowing if she should be pleased or terrified.

Will's face went agape with shock, and he found himself looking at both my computer screen and his own phone screen, as if he couldn't decide which person he wanted to scramble to, making sure they were okay.

"You first." He glared at me. I felt intensified with pressure, which didn't make any sense. All I had to do was tell them what I knew.

"She's with Zane." I heard Will mutter what he was trying to conceal as a "Bastard". I would have smiled at his over-protectiveness if we were in a different situation. "He says she's been hurt." I swallowed and thrust my fists together. The one question pinned my mind. Who hurt her? And was it the moon? Had the moon taken Bella as well? It had turned evil for all I knew.

"He didn't tell you anything else? That son of a-" Emma stopped Will.

"Why can't she text us? Did he tell you if it was serious? Why didn't you reply back?" She was ordering at me. I held my hands in innocence.

"He went offline." A sigh. Then that same deafening silence as Will and Emma stared at the message.

"So, where is Bella?" I asked meekly.

They looked at each other for a moment of complete angst and understanding of how terrible this was and how naïve I was being.

"Los Angeles. And she's in deep shit." Emma smiled proudly. As if knowing someone was in deep trouble that wasn't her was an accomplishment.

"Says who?" I wanted to prove Emma wrong and tell her all about how Bella had been a much better friend all these years when Emma had been too busy worried about traveling the world as a socialite and being just a tad of bitch, but I kept quiet.

"Lewis."

Oh, fuck.

A/N: Hope you enjoyed this! I honestly love where this story is going within my mind. Sorry this chapter could be a bit of a bore. But its necessary to continue. What do you thinks going to happen? REVIEW about it! Do you think I'm a totally brilliant writer? REVIEW about it. Think I'm a really, really, really, crappy writer and you can't wait to flame me? REVIEW about it! Just wanna say your input of what you think about the characters? REVIEW about it.

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