Second Chance

Chapter 1: Suicide

      I started misrebly out the police car window. Thinking about everything, about how I hoped Floyd was doing okay, about how guilty I felt, about Ritz. He probably doesn't want to marry me now. Heck, he probably hates me.

      Velvet was yelling at me about the whole thing. "Honestly Veneer! Do you know what we could have had! You were literally going to get MARRIED for God's sake! And did you know that I was gonna propose to Orchid?"

      I look over at her. "Vels, I-"

      "Don't 'VELS' me Veneer!"

      "Velvet, I'm sorry."

      "Well guess what? 'Sorry' isn't good enough! You ruined everything! We could've been happy! We could've been Lifer award recipients! But NO! You thought it'd be smart to fess to the cops! And now look where we are Veneer! Off to prison!" She fumed.

      "If I hadn't fessed to the cops, Floyd would have DIED!" I argue.

      "Who cares about the stupid Troll?" Velvet spat.

      "ME! I CARE! Velvet I wouldn't be able to live with myself I had been responsible for his death! You remember when we were gonna flush him down the toilet? I was seriously thinking about killing myself!" I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes.

      "What- no-" She began.

      "YES Velvet! I had it all mapped out in my head! while you were asleep I was going to sneak into the kitchen and slice open my throat with a knife!" I exclaim.

      She stared at me, eyes wide with horror. Tears started running down her cheeks, smudging her mascara. "Oh my God. Oh my God, Veneer, I- I can't believe I made you feel that way! I'm so sorry Veneer." Her voice cracked.

      I hug her. She gasps, but doesn't pull away. Instead, she hugged me back. "You have no idea how much I needed to hear that Vels." I whispered.

Okay, so yeah, this part is crazy short, but next chapter is gonna be... Something.