Love, Hate, Despair

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by Annabelle2244

by Annabelle2244

Melodie POV

Still, only Inches away from Cody, my heart pounding in my chest. His journal lay next to him. As I reached out to grab it, my hand trembled with anticipation. I hesitated for a moment, wondering if I should just leave it be, but leaving this journal for someone to read would end me. I wrapped my arms around Cody, savouring the warmth of his body. As we hugged, I took a deep breath, trying to commit the moment to memory. I knew that what I was about to do was wrong, but I had no choice. With one swift motion, I grabbed the journal and slipped it into my bag. As I turned to leave, I felt a twinge of guilt and shame, but no matter what I couldn't turn back now. His journal contained too much information that I couldn't risk someone reading.

POWER DISCONNECTED

With caution, I moved towards Cody, my footsteps barely making a sound as I tiptoed closer. My hand tightly gripped the knife, poised and ready for a stabbing motion. As I carefully advanced, a slither of light illuminated the scene, casting a faint glow upon us, and allowing Cody to catch a glimpse of my presence. His voice trembled with disbelief as he whispered my name, "M-Melodie." Overwhelmed with sorrow, tears streamed down my face, mixing with the weight of my decision. "I'm so sorry, Cody," I choked out, my voice trembling at every word. The weight of the moment hung heavy in the air as I prepared myself for what had to be done. In a hushed tone, he responded, his words carrying a profound truth, "You always have a choice. I'm just glad you made the right one." Cody stepped forward, his movements gentle and filled with tenderness, and pressed his lips against mine in a sweet kiss. "I love you, Melodie," he whispered, his voice filled with devotion. "Always have, always will." Taking a step back, he laid himself down on the ground, his body surrendering to me. Through my blurred vision, tears streaming uncontrollably, I collected the strength to move forward. With a heavy heart, I made the agonizing decision to carry out the task at hand.

POWER RECONNECTED

Cody died from the murderer he was stabbed to death

We couldn't find Cody's journal

Discuss who may be evil

Engulfed in thoughts and emotions, I found myself detached from the ongoing conversation, unable to fully engage. The guilt began to creep up on me, gradually intensifying with each passing moment. It felt like an invisible force, tugging at my conscience and reminding me of my shortcomings. Overwhelmed, I couldn't bring myself to witness the unfolding events before me. The mere thought of observing what was happening became unbearable as if it would only serve to amplify my inner emotions.

As the weight of reality settled upon me, the sound of Elizabeth's voice pierced through the air, uttering those fateful words, "Let's vote Jo." Panic surged within me, and a chorus of desperate denials echoed in my mind, repeating the word "no" over and over again. The gravity of the situation hit me like a tidal wave. Jo, the only remaining pillar of support in my life, was now at risk of being taken away from me. The mere thought of losing her sent shockwaves of fear through my veins.

Time to vote to eliminate a player

With a self-assured tone, Elizabeth proclaimed herself as the saviour of the group. Her words dripped with a hint of superiority as she declared, "Fortunately for all of you, I possess the power to bring Cody back, leaving the rest of you as mere losers in comparison." Her laughter filled the air, echoing through the dense woods, amplifying the sense of her triumph. As her laughter came to a close, we all gathered around, each of us taking a moment to jot down our votes, the silence only added to the suspense.

Jo had the most votes

"NO! Please don't take Jo!" I yelled.

We found a journal written by Jo

Hey! I was the Assassin...
I didn't want to hurt anybody so I avoided using my ability. Thank you for relieving me of the guilt of being on the evil team, and thank you for allowing me to join my best friend. Jackson.

With a heavy heart, I made my way towards the safety of my room, thinking of only Cody and how I ruined my own life by taking his. As I settled onto the bed, the coolness of the sheets against my skin served as a reminder of the absences in my life. The loss of one of my closest friends, Jo, had left a hole in my heart, a hole that seemed to grow larger with each passing moment. The pain of her absence was magnified by the realization that she was the only remaining connection to a world that once felt whole. In the solitude of my room, I couldn't help but reflect on the profound impact she had on my life. She was not just a friend but a source of unwavering support and a ray of light in the darkest of times. The weight of her absence pressed upon me, as if the very air had become heavier, making it harder to breathe. What was life without love?