"It's easier to get kissed by a lie, rather to be slapped by truth".
Allison drew's best friend is murdered , she is willing to do anything to catch her murderer. But allison herself here isn't the one who is innocent. Little does she realise that i...
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Chapter 1 : funeral ____________________
"What we once enjoyed and deeply loved we can never lose, for all that we love deeply becomes part of us".
~ helen keller
It was the month of july , fresh rain , dripping on the face of a regular college girl wearing total black suit , weeping over a funeral taking place in front of her. Her once bright brown eyes were now dull , her face was sore with all the crying. Tears were continuosly rippling from her face , mixing with the rain , making them invisible. Her mind was trying to give a reasoning that her friend wasn't dead , but it was too late , she could still see her friend get buried . All those promises they made , those silly conversations , where they would tease each other when they get a guy , those fun memories , where they would hide all the pain and had each other's support , now she was alone.
"Why did you leave me ?!? Didn't we make a promise that we'd always stay together", Allison bursted uncontrollably. Her sorrow was too deep , losing a best friend was like stabbing a dagger in her heart , or way worse. She had experienced similar situation before. Thinking of their times , she fell down her knees, too weak to stand , her pillar was broken. All she could see was her friend dead - right in front of her , her eyes closed , sleeping in peace . The parents of the body were standing right beside Allison , crying , too weak to respond anyone . Too weak to answer all the rumours , they could hear all the whispers. They could hear all the assumptions , but they were quiet.
"Did you hear their daughter was a alcohol addict , she was a slut ! I saw her hanging out with boys before"
"Hmph I am sure the girl was not murdered , she committed suicide , otherwise why would her family be quiet ?"
"No ! I heard that the girl hot pregnant ! She must have overdosed drugs and died"
"But I heard that her body was covered with scars and marks , she was surely abused , that's why i tell my kids to never hang out with wrong people"
"Yes. This girl Allison was also in psychologucal hospital few months ago , i am sure she has her hands in the murder"
Whispers , they were all whispers , rumours spreaded quickly about a death of a 17 year old from a small town . The spread of her murder was wide across the town , news started flashing out . It was unsual to have a murder in a small town with reserved houses. That also gave rumours a way to spread . All false rumours were pointing on a dead girl . All the secrets that she kept died with her , and no one would ever know ! Her murder was unusual and shock to everyone - including her friends and family.
Merlyn anne britto was killed brutally in the night of july 4th. No one was there at home. No clue. The panick-striken parents contacted the police authorities to continue her case further , but the local police still can't figure out anything . Allison knew it . It was her . It were her lies, she took the blame of her friends death. She knew the trouble she got merlyn into. It was her fault , because of her , now her only friend merlyn was gone. She burst out and sobbed on the damp wet soil , making her hands and head dirty . A tall boy , standing just beside her caught her , he brushed her head , trying his best to control her , but Allison wouldn't control herself , she was going mad ! She applied force to get out of the boys arms .
