Chapter Twelve
***The mystery is close to being answered. But once you make one step forward, you take five steps back. If this is too intense for you, still keep reading! This is like, right before Fabian and Amber escaped. Rated T for swearing/cursing, violence, pregnancy, mentions of sex, and self harm.***
Eddie's P.O.V.
Yes. They're dead. It's believable now. Well, at least they aren't near this chaos anymore. I wish I was dead. It was the next day at dinner again. We were sitting around the table, eating in silence; as usual.
"You know what, no." I said. Everyone at the table cocked their heads.
"We're losing too many people. Well, if this C wants us dead, but wants to kill us, then we won't allow it. I'll commit suicide before anyone murders me." I said standing up.
"Eddie, you don't want to kill yourself." Patricia said.
"Well maybe I do. Maybe Nina did. Maybe Mick did. Maybe Joy did. Maybe Jerome did. Maybe Fabian did. Maybe Amber did. Patricia, Mara's gone too. And I'm pretty sure she's pregnant." I said.
"Mara is not pregnant. Why would she want a baby if all this was happening?" Alfie said.
"How the hell am I supposed to know!? All I saw was her crying and a pregnancy test in her hands. And if her and Jerome some how did it, it was before any of this madness." I said.
"Now is the time to tell someone about this Eddie! Hello? Face the facts! It's only me, you, Alfie, and K.T. left!" Patricia said.
"We can't! Nobody would believe us!" I said. Then we heard a gun shot.
"What was that?" K.T. asked.
"I don't know." I sad going towards the noise. Then someone stepped in front of me.
"Eddie, you left your bag in my class. You didn't come to get it and since I need to see your, care taker, I figured I'd bring it to you." Ms. Denby said handing me my bag.
"Um, thanks." I said. Then Ms. Denby headed up to Victor's office. Then another gun shot was fired.
"What the fuck?!" I mumbled heading towards the gun shot again. I felt a stinging on my head so I felt it then I got blood back on my hands.
"Shit." I said going towards the bathroom. I put my hand over the wound on my head.
"Ouch huh?" Someone said. I turned around to see someone facing me in a ski mask with a gun pointed at me. C.
"Oh fuck no, I'm not letting you kill me. It will just be your satisfaction and your not getting it." I said breaking the mirror again and grabbing a shard.
"Well, Edison, just alone you dead is my satisfaction I've been waiting for." C said walking away. I put the shard to my neck. I just couldn't take this drama anymore. Then all of a sudden Fabian and Amber came running in. Fabian ran over to me and yanked the shard out of my hand and threw it on the ground.
"Are you nuts?!" Fabian yelled. They weren't dead.
"You're not dead." I said. Then all of a sudden I fainted. But I wasn't completely out. Fabian and Amber were spinning and there were doubles of them.
"Eddie?" Amber asked. Fabian looked like he was on his iPhone calling 9-1-1.
"Do you have 9-1-1 on the line?" Amber asked Fabian.
"Yes!" Fabian hissed. (Haley here, the italic es on yes is supposed to be like that, Fabian is annoyed becuase the operator wasn't answering. Now in real life that wouldn't happen so in my world, things are creepy. :D)
"Are they answering?" Amber asked.
"No!" Fabian yelled.
"What the hell? Okay, screw the help. We'll do it. You're like the S.W.A.T. team and I'm like the paramedics. We'll manage." Amber said.
"Fine." Fabian said hanging up on 9-1-1. Then we heard a scream. Then a gurgle.
"Tsk, Tsk, Tsk. You want me to get you this way?" C said holding a dead Patricia by the collar of her shirt.