Sweet But Deadly

There's Nothing Like Homecoming.

There's nothing like Homecoming that's what Hope Louise always said to me this time every year. 

Now I'm in my toilet being sick on a Monday morning. The nerves about the Homecoming and just being out in public, at school. I can't trust no one and anyone could be out to kill me. Being buried alive taught me that all too well. I feel another urge so I vomit in my toilet. Mom walks in and comes to my side as I start to break down in tears. 

I just want the killers found and in jail with the key thrown away. That's when I'll find some sort of peace again. My suspect list isn't growing and now I have two people to fight against. 

Rebekah, my mom cuddles up to me and says "What you are going through is completely understandable. What happened to you at the weekend will take time for you to get over. But you need to go to school. You can't let this person ruin your life." It already has. In so many ways. 

I look at Mom teary eyed and admit "I'm scared of being out in public because someone could kill me." 

She shakes her head "No one is going to kill you." Two people can and one of them tried "Stop it Courtney!" 

"I'll try." I lie. I won't stop until justice is served. 

"Now let's get you to school!" Rebekah exclaims. 

I weakly smile and then I get up of the floor but I feel dizzy. Anxiety has beaten me up this past week, I have no rest from any of it. But I can't give up because I'm now in the race to save my life before Doll Master steals it from me. Like it did with Hope. My mom leaves me in the bathroom to freshen myself up when I hear my phone ping. My heart drops as I pick up my phone. 

It's been a week today since the game started and I need it to end as soon as possible. 

My brain was right and it's Doll Master being fake nice to me. Basically saying that it will be greeting me at Homecoming tonight. The text says 'See you at Homecoming. Hope you win, bestie. ;)' with the tag 'Doll Master' 

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It's now English and Mr Watson is explaining the meaning behind stories. My heart races being sat in this class as anyone could be Doll Master and out to kill me. Anyone. I have to keep my guard up and trust no one. Mr Watson looks at me and says "Courtney, everything okay love?!" No, it's not. My mind is telling me that someone is going to sneak behind me and bury me alive again. 

I don't tell him that so I just say "Everything's fine thank you." even though my mental health is the worst it's ever been.

"If you need ten minutes just say okay, I know you are going through a lot and been through a traumatic situation." Mr Watson says back to me. That eases me a little at least. 

I smile at him and say "Thank you, Mr Watson." 

"No problem. Hope was right about you." Now what does he mean about that? Did them two talk? 

"Sir, how did you know my best friend?' I ask with a frowned eyebrows. 

He looks at me a little with a look like he's thinking what to say because he has a little smile and says "I just overheard her that's all." looks like I can add someone else to the suspect list. In bold too because maybe he was...

Oh my god, he might've had a fling with Hope and killed her to keep her quiet. Which is gross all round. He should've hooked up with someone his own age and gone to jail. Oh well, maybe I'll put him there in the future. Win-win for all of us. I don't say any of this to his face so I smile and say "Nice one!" 

His phone starts to ring so he says "Excuse me while I take this." then he leaves the room in a hurry. Britney Fields leans over to me as she is sat behind me and says "That was strange. Do you reckon he's your guy?"