(✓) iv.| 𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐒 𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐇 𝐂𝐈𝐑𝐂𝐋𝐄, 𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝.

⁴ shes a dead girl walking

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THE WAY THAT EVERYONE FELT WHEN THE JUDGE SENTENCED THE TWO MEN WAS HEAVY, nobody knew who to believe who in the situation, not even lexie, who was laid up in bed, in a depressive episode ever since the fatal morning that changed her life...

lexie sobbed into noahs shoulder, the emotional pain being so heavy that it become physical, she felt like a wave of corrosiveness slammed onto her physique.

but she quickly threw noah off of her, before screaming out loud,

"THEY WERE FRAMED!" she screamed, causing everyone to turn and look at her as austin, ethan, noah, and amelia pulled her back,

"lexie enough" austin said to her, but she ignored him,

"THEY DIDNT MURDER HER AND YOU KNOW IT!" she screamed while pointing at violettas lawyer as tears steamed down her face,

"lexie that's enough" ethan pulled her arm back, she broke down crying on all four of them, in disbelief.

sentenced to life without possibility of parole...

...it doesn't get worse than that.

days later, lexie laid in bed... she hadn't gotten up ever since she came home and ripped that stupid pantsuit off of her body and jumped in bed.

...that was also four days ago.

"bitch!" noah screamed, throwing a pillow at lexies head, causing her to groan before she turned her head the other way, she didn't want to move, she didn't want to breathe, she didn't want to do anything.

"i told you she won't wake up!" he said as he turned to ethan and austin, who stared down at her in concern.

"lexie come on, it's almost been a week..." austin bent down beside the bed, she let out another groan as she kept her head turned away from everyone... she wanted to be left alone.

"it doesn't matter, it's over" she responded in defeat, referring to the court case.

"no... we found some more evidence that could prove they were framed" ethan told her, she turned her head to face them, still not moving the rest of her body.

"in other words, get your ass up!" noah shouted at her before throwing another pillow at her head, causing her to groan again.

she let out a sigh...

...fuck.

—

after constant persuasion, lexie finally got out of bed, took a shower and ate, which lead the five back to the couch, discussing this case that lexie couldn't find herself running away from.

"a friend of ours works at a gun store, he said about a year and a half ago, he saw violetta come in with two guys, which were miles and timothee. he said it was the weirdest thing ever..." austin began saying,

"what do you mean?" amelia asked,

"...like something was off, she looked really scared, and almost angry? he just said the energy was off and he was about to call the cops but he let it off" he said, causing everyone's eyes to widen slightly.

"what did she buy?" lexie asked,

"bullets, bullets for the same gun that the door was shot off the lock with" ethan answered, causing lexie, amelia, and noah to look at each other.

"here's the catch, she would've only been seventeen in this video, a literal teenager, so she had to have used a fake ID to buy them" ethan continued,

"but... if she was seventeen, then miles was twenty, and timothee was already twenty three, why wouldn't timothee just buy the bullets if he's over twenty one?" lexie asked while shaking her head in confusion,