Don't Play With Me (Book 2, My Mistakes)

Chapter 18

** Katrina's P.O.V **

"What?!" I exclaim

"Janet is dead" Roger repeats

I drop to the floor on my knees, I just stare at the wall. I felt... lost..

"Katrina? Are you okay?" Zasha asks

Carol puts her hand on my shoulder, I continued to stare at the wall. I had officially been broken.

"Great job Roger you broke her!" Marie growled

"Hey that's my job" Roger answered

Marie growled and hung up on Roger, I just continued to stare at the wall. What else was I supposed to do? My reason for living was gone, my purpose for life was no more.

"Come on Katrina let's lie down okay?" Carol smiled

I just nod, I stand up and walk towards what used to be Janet and my room. I lie down and stare at the ceiling, Carol lays down next to me.

"Katrina I'm sorry.. do you want to be alone?" Carol asks

Part of me wanted to nod, but a bigger part of me wanted to hold onto Carol, protect her like I would have protected Janet.

I wrap my arms around Carol's waist and bury my face into her chest, I breathe in her sweet scent of magnolia as she wraps her arms tightly around me

"I'm guessing that's a no" Carol laughs a bit

I respond by burying my face deeper into her chest, she laughs a bit. I smile a bit as she does this, she was always so cheerful..

I slowly start to fade into sleep, Roger was going to pay for what he did, even if it killed me.

** Zasha's P.O.V **

"I can't believe Janet is actually dead" I sigh

"Me either.." Marie sighed

"Marie I'm sorry" I apologize

"I forgive you Zasha.. we have bigger problems to worry about.." Marie answers

"Da we do.." I reply

"What are we going to do about Katrina..? She's broken now" Marie asks

I had an idea, I didn't know if Marie would like it however.

"I have an idea, but it's not something you will like" I answer

"What's in your mind Zashy?" Marie asks

"You could... become Janet" I suggest

"I've tried that, Katrina always figures out it's me" Marie answers

"I think with a clothes change and a bit of theatric make up work on your neck she'd never be able to tell the difference" I smirk

"You're on to something aren't you?" Marie asks

"Da, follow me" I smirk as I lead Marie into the bathroom

** a while later **

"So, what do you think?" I ask as I show Marie a picture of the fake bullet wound I had made with make up on her neck

"It's amazing! Where did you learn to do that?" Marie asks

"I practiced theatric make-up when I was a child, it was practically all I did" I laugh

"You're great at it" Marie smiled

"You know, if Katrina truly believes that you're Janet we won't be together anymore.." I sigh