champagne problems
Cassandra was found the next morning by Grizz. By that time, she had been dead for 8 hours. * hours, she had laid face down on the pavement in a pool of her own blood.
When Grizz saw her, he phoned Allie and told her to get there.
When she got there, she burst into tears. They then took her body to the hospital but nothing could be done.
Everyone else had found out pretty soon after, news spread quickly in a town like this. It already felt grim.
Clara had stayed with Harry that night but when she found out she immediately went to Allie and the others.
Harry's house was a mess. 20 people had definitely taken a big toll on the usually pristine house. Chargers were clattered everywhere, no food in the fridges and random people in every room.
A question going round was who would be the leader now. Some people said Becca, others Grizz, a few even said Will but Clara wasn't even thinking about that right now.
She was still thinking about the video. Could it have been the same person who killed Cassandra who placed it in her room?
Her phone pinged. It was from Kelly.
Kelly
Hey, how was your night
didn't see you
Yeah, it was fine
I stood at the bar for the main part of the night
Really?
Cause I was at the bar a lot
I left halfway through the night
Bullshit
I saw you sneaking away with Harry
Does girl code not apply to you now?
Clara was gobsmacked. Why was she being like this? After all, it was Kelly who broke up with Harry and then danced with Will who Kelly knew Allie liked and kissed at the party at the church.
Don't even start with the girl code bullshit,
you knew allie likes will
and then you were all over him
you've been horrible to Harry in the last couple of months
so yes, I hung out with him,
and snuck away with him at the party
Kelly didn't reply. She wasn't expecting her to.
***
Clara could see into the library. Becca was sitting in the middle doing something on the computer. She walked in.
"Hey Becca, what you doing."
"I'm actually looking for pictures for the funeral," she said sadly.
"Oh, uhm can I help."
"sure," she said while moving her chair over so Clara could stand next to her.
Becca clicked through pictures from the bus ride. A stupid photo of Cassandra and Clara sticking their middle fingers up at the camera came up.
"She was so pretty," Becca sighed.
She was.
***
After a long day, Clara had realised that she had left her AirPods at her house when she went to fetch her dress. She wasn't looking forward to going in after the camera but her earphones were a necessity.
The door was locked. Thank god. The kitchen and the living room were both untouched and as they were when she left. She slowly walked up the stairs, keeping an eye on the top floor landing. Max's room door was shut. Clara opened his door, peeking in. Nothing new there.
Clara's door was open which was how she left it. Her AirPods were lying on her counter beside her framed picture of Clara and her mom. She picked them up and turned around facing out the window. The sun was setting upon the horizon. It painted the sky a bright orange colour.
From the corner of her eye, she saw a small item on her bed. It was a piece of paper. Clara was shaking, her heart was pumping fast. She could barely pick it up because of how bad she was quivering. Slowly, she unfolded it.
saw you with harry the other night, sucking each other faces off. you're a slut. you also shouldn't have turned that camera off. stay the fuck away from him or Cassandra won't be the only one. you know I'm watching you
M
Clara collapsed to the floor in fear
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sorry for the late chapter again
didn't have much inspiration for this chapter
buttt
the ending hehe
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champagne problems (harry bingham)
Fanfictionyour heart was glass, I dropped it Clara Ramone wasn't known for her brains or how pretty she was. She was known for being the younger sister of Max Ramone who had the worst reputation out of everyone who's ever lived in West Ham. Luckily for her...