Today was the day of the funeral. I have to wear Amy's black dress with flats because her mom said Amy would have loved it if I didn't dress like me for her funeral. I didn't do it cause she wanted me to I did because I didn't want to argue and after all she's been through she deserves to get something she wants for once. Besides all the other four had to dress up in her clothes too.
When I arrive at the funeral the first one to spot was Claire. She was dressed in one of Amy's dresses the difference was her heels. They were her heels she used most to go on dates. We didn't say anything we hugged each other and walked into a church where people were lined up everywhere to say goodbye to Amy. I was walking with my hand hooked onto Claire when a woman stepped in front of me. I looked up and there she stood a bitch that made Amy.
"I know Amy would have wanted this most so I put all of her closest friends in front of everyone else." Mrs. Benson smiled.
We nodded and and walked slowly to the front row where sat Marilyn and Rachel sat. We talked until the ceremony and right when the ceremony was about to start we all tuned around to see what everyone was whispering about and there she was. Jamie White, one of Amy's enemies. Them two never got along especially when Amy got her revenge by sleeping with her brother. But no one knew why she came or what she was looking for but she was there.
"I didn't Amy and Jamie became friends." Mrs. Benson assumed.
"They weren't." I corrected her.
After the ceremony the four of us stood in front of the building wondering what to do next when a guy asked us for our names.
"Claire, Carly, Marilyn and Rachel?" He asked us.
"Yes that's us." I said.
"I'm officer Smith I need to take all of you into the station just for questioning." He said.
"We gave them all the information we had." Marilyn said.
"And we need you again before it was a missing person. Now it's a murder." He said.
"The stories the same." I replied.
"I'll see you in the office." Officer Smith said.
The moment he walked away a memory of that night flashed through my head like a bomb that exploded. This is only the beginning.
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Close Secrets
Mystery / Thriller"What do we do?" I asked. "We have to keep our friends close and our enemies closer." She said. "Why if your against each other?" I questioned. "Because expected is better than the unexpected." She responded.
