"Okay, so we where sitting at a pie shop, our favorite pie shop.."
"I cannot believe it is raining on a gorgeous summer day like this.." Debbie chimes. "it really bums me out, I mean, what are we supposed to do on a day like this?" Debbie shakes her head,"Should we go see what my Carl is up to?" Emma sighs and nods stepping out of her booth,"I'll drive.." She smacks a twenty dollar bill on the table and walks out behind Debbie. They both step into the car, Emma sitting in the drivers seat. Debbie sits in the passenger seat and buckles up,"Radio?" She asks placing her hand on the nob of the car,"Yeah.." She turns it on and Kansas blasts,"Carry on my wayward soooon, there'll be peace when you are goooone, lay your weary head to reeeest, don't ys cry no more!!" They sing along as they drive away. Emma steps out and walks up to an old rusted door and slams her knuckles into it rapidly. The door flings open and a gruffly man stands there with a cigar in his mouth,"Debbie!!" He hugs her pulling the cigar out of his mouth and invites them inside,"Babe, where have you been?" He takes a seat on his couch. He is well dressed and his apartment is well kept. Emma looks around curiously,"Where's Anne?" She asks,"IN HERE BABE, JUST COME ON BACK!" A voice carries from the back of the trailer. Emma walks to the back of the home and sits on a bed with a woman who is lining up a powdered white substance. Emma stares for a second then sits carefully,"Don't even think about it babe, you don't want it.." Emma shook her head,"I was just wandering why you did" Anne pushed a straw into her nose and inhaled the powder. Emma furrowed her brows as she watched this,"Doesn't that hurt?" She asked seeing Anne's face grow pale. Anne snorted and shrugged,"It just depends..." She put the plate that she snorted the powder from onto a table and lit a cigarette,"How've you kids been?" Emma just shrugs and swallows thickly ,"I've been okay, we've been okay.." CLANK!! "What the-" Emma hops off the bed and runs into the living room to see Carl laughing on the couch and Debbie holding a gun-"Hold on, why did she have a gun? Did she try to kill herself first?" The man asks,"They where playing Russian roulette.." -Emma looked at Debbie who was laughing too,"Emma! Wanna join?!" She chimed. Emma laughed and joined in, but no one was shot because they quit playing because Carl got scared. Emma looked at Debbie,"Ah shoot! We where supposed to be at my house an hour ago!!" Debbie looked at her watch and stood carefully after stretching,"Okay, well stop by again sometime.." Anne smiled and nodded,"Don't be strangers.." Debbie and Emma walked out and stepped into the car.

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Short StoryWhen a girl is asked to kill her bestfriend she agrees. PLOT TWIST!! The BESTFRIEND is the one who asks her friend to kill her.. ||Genre: Non-fiction||