A heavy blanket draped over my shoulder. I couldn't hear the police sirens anymore.
The police ruled it as a suicide after checking the camera feed and seeing her... yeah...
I don't believe it was a suicide.
Vanessa and Omar were being questioned by the police like I was.
All their questions flew into one ear and out the other. I couldn't think about anything.
I couldn't register her death.
Suddenly, Marcus sat next to me.
Why can't he just let me be?
I didn't have the energy to chase him away.
"How did you know?" I asked, still staring at the ground.
"How did I know what?"
I gritted my teeth before snatching the collar of his shirt.
"Don't play dumb with me! How did you know it was too late!?"
He reached for my hands and slowly brought them down. And then...
He gave me a sympathetic look.
I could feel tears starting to form. Marcus let go of my hands and faced the ground. I did too.
Marcus's hand came to my shoulder, but I moved away.
God, I wish I could reverse time.
All of a sudden, Judy's body was carried out of the school on a stretcher and into an ambulance.
Time slowed as I saw the outline of her body underneath the heavy blanket.
A feeling of déjà vu consumed me.
My eye couldn't produce any more tears, I felt so hopeless.
Marcus hugged me tightly, and I didn't protest anymore.
"Who could've done this? Who... who could've drugged her?"
Marcus stayed silent.
My eyes blurred and went blank a few times. Who could've had this much hatred for her?
Vanessa and Omar came back. They both looked dazed and tired.
"I still can't believe Judy's gone." Vanessa's voice broke. Omar patted her on the back and looked at me.
"Can I talk to you," He looked at Marcus, "privately?"
I nodded and jump down from the bench, we were sitting on.
We walked away from Marcus and Vanessa and behind a tree.
"What is it?" I looked at him, "Do you know who drugged her?" My eyes widened with hope.
"No. But, I have a small hunch on who might have done it." He leaned against the tree trunk and gave a long sigh.
"Marcus...?"
He nodded.
I sighed, "How are we going to prove that he did it? The police already said it was a suicide, and they can't charge him without any proof."
"Find a way to get inside his house, find anything that the police would take seriously, and report back to me tomorrow."
"And... what if it isn't him?"
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SIN (Yandere male x male)
Жахи❗🦴 PLEASE READ ❗🦴 This story is first-person narration, since I couldn't decide on an x reader or x oc. This gives free imagination on who will be in the main character's shoes. The main character will be a nameless character, meaning no one will...
