When the stars align

Fake

⚠️ If you don't like reading about •Death
•blood
•Murder
•Rape
•Suicide
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Here is a summary:
Marge is still in hospital, meet her best friend and bully from Canada (Myra)

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Did I pass out again?!

"She pretty cute" ...

I stood up, oh I'm still in the hospital. I rub my face
"No no, they can get close!"

I shuddered when I felt a presence in the room, it's not Elliot's, it's different.

"Hi Margaret" I turned towards where the voice is, it's her.
"Hi Myra" I tried to say it calmly, her name leaves a nasty taste, this is not, this is really not good!

Myra was my best friend and......bully when I was a freshman in high school in America, I moved to America for about a year.

It was the worst, I couldn't see Elliot and the others for a long time and it was a very hard time, I didn't really talk to anyone, I basically just call the others every single night.

"Long time no see" Myra said in her fake voice

They can't fall in love... well Elliot cant fall in love with her. In my time they became to close.

"Yeah, why are you here?"
Elliot fell over heels for her and became like obsessed of her, his only happy when shes with him, he always jealous but its not his fault.

"Am I not allowed to visit my friend" her words angered me.

I'm not your friend! Because of you my friendship with Kylie! Matteo! And Yosef!! Vanish because of you my best friend is gone! Because of you Elliot is dead!

I grip on the railing close to my bed

"I'm asking why are you here, don't act like you forget what you did to me, don't act like we're friends" I got out out of the bed and stood in-front of her

I took a step back when she suddenly sat on the ground

"Myra is she aw...." the door suddenly opens

"Elliot?"

"What happened" Elliot kneeled down to help Myra, he faced me and gave me annoyed expression

"Did you push her?" I sat down the bed, wow she really is the devil, she pretends to be the victim, she always does!

Myra held Elliot's shoulder
"No! Elliot it's fine I trip and fell, Marge was going to help me" they look at each others eyes like I'm not in the room!

I quickly grab my stuff.
"Marge, where are you going?"
I didn't reply, I need to cool off and I need to stay away from them right now.

I left the room without answering there questions. I need to make a plan. This may be hard because last I told them she was not who they seem the others listen except for Elliot...

Myra broke Elliots heart on New Year's Eve and Elliot changed, he became aggressive and depressed.

January 28 Elliots parents became to worried about him, he stayed in his bed for a day, they told me to go in his room but I found Elliot in his room on the ground dead, a knife in the heart, blood everywhere, his beautiful eyes are now lifeless. In his hand was his phone and the other his letter.

*Remember you are love, beautiful and you matter!