Every Lie Counts

Taking a Step Back

"The Grimm Reaper is calling me," Adagio said, taking out her phone. "He wants his house back."

Sunset stared at the broken door bell. What happened to this place? Did they turn it into a morgue? She hesitantly knocked on the window.

Though no one answered, still, the door opened. The three girls crept inside.

The walls were all black, as was the furniture. The truth of the matter was that everything was black. Everything. Adagio was right: this whould be the Grimm Reaper's house.

"I'm glad you came," Josi said as she walked down the stairs. "I'm sorry about all of the black."

"Oh...that's not what's really freaking us out," Rarity said politely.

Adagio quickly cut in, for she knew that Rarity would soon be hosting a tea party if she didn't. "We came to talk about your sister, who I can guess is a jerk."

Josi glared at her. "Even if your 'sisters' did something wrong, would you call them jerks? We have all made mistakes. The only thing I've ever wanted to do was protect my sister, so that she could finally have the normal life that she always deserved."

"I couldn't care less about your sister!" Adagio was now screaming. "Why would I when you killed mine like she was a fucken whore that the world didn't need anymore!"

"I didn't-"

"But guess what? SHE WAS A LESBIAN! Aria didn't love boys! And she sure wasn't a prostitute or a slut! In her whole life in this stupid world, she had slept with, hmm, ZERO BOYS! And you're looking to be slapped every time you open your mouth!"

Blair was standing on the stairs, her hand on the rail. "She didn't kill anyone."

Sunset had to old herself from beating the crap out of Blair. "Is it because you did, and she just covered up? Because that's a crime, too, sweetie."

"No. You're wrong again." Blair put her head to one side. "And I thought you were very smart."

"Well then where were you?" Rarity asked.

"And how can you walk?" Sunset demanded.

Josi didn't look at her sister. Sadness shone in her eyes. "You know you don't have to show them. The fact that you had it done still scares me."

Blair walked down the rest of the stairs, and stood close to Sunset. She moved a shaking hand down to her right pants leg, and slowly pulled it up. Her eyes closed, and she let a single tear roll down her cheek.

Sunset's hand covered her mouth. "Surgery. You got a prosthetic leg, so you can walk again."

"Yes," Blair said. "I- I wanted to tell you. But then that jerk Henna came and threatened to kill my sister if I didn't keep quiet. She almost killed me. And someone named Evie helped her. Or she was helping me. Since I was almost out of it, I don't really remember what happened, or how I lived to tell you this."

Rarity grabbed her phone, and sent a text. Seconds later, Blair's went off. "What does the text say?"

Blair looked at her phone; she tapped the message. "I'm sorry. I really did mean to help you. -Evie."