"we've been through enough
please tell us the truth because
you've already ruined my life."
in which six girls are punished
by an anonymous character
for their mother's crimes, and
while trying to survive, one girl
in particular has to keep her
rela...
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★ . ! one heart broke, four hands bloody ¡ ☁️ʚ˚₊ [ episode three ]
Once the initial shock had worn off, the girls sprung into attention. Tabitha ran up the stage, urging Imogen that they had to leave. They walked out of the gym and back down the corridor.
"That did not just happen." Noa spoke.
"I've never ever seen a dead body before, except online." Mouse stated.
"The sound it wasn't like in the movies." Tabitha let out a breath. "Her bones..."
"Imogen, what the hell happened?" Faran asked, stopping the group in their tracks as they turned to face Imogen. Andrea stopped in between Noa and Tabitha, her playing with the rings on her hand. "What did you see?"
"I don't know, um... I saw Karen up in the rafters." She told them.
"So did we." Mouse nodded.
"She had a bucket." Imogen informed the girls.
"Like in Carrie?" Tabitha spoke.
"And there was someone else up there with her, a man in a mask. He pushed her." Imogen explained.
"A mask like from The Texas Chainsaw Massacre?" Tabitha questioned.
"I've seen that dude." Noa nodded.
"Me too." Andrea told them, thinking back to the protest at the beginning of the year.
"Same." Faran looked at them. "The text we all got from A."
"One bully down." Tabitha began. "Karen. It has to be."
"She didn't fall." Imogen stated firmly, touching the blood on her arm. "She was murdered."
The girls shared uneasy looks, before they decided they needed to go home. Andrea walked to her house in the dark, her hair still wet from the rain earlier and her happy mood successfully demolished. She yawned as she walked up her front yard and opened the front door. However, her smile was put back on her face when her father rushed towards the door.
"Drea!"
"Dad!" Andrea laughed as she hugged her father, the man lifting her off the floor slightly.
"Are you okay?" Her mother's voice cut through the reunion. "We just heard what happened at school."
"I'm okay." Andrea smiled weakly.
"What happened?" Lucas asked.
"I, um..." Andrea shook her head. "Karen Beasley, she's dead. She fell, jumped, I don't know, from the rafters."
