YOU KNOW ME BETTER THAN I DO

02. when you know , you know.

Chad and Tara look at each other lovingly, as if they were both Greek paintings. Their faces inch closer and closer together before Quinn opens the door.

"Where's my phone?" The ginger mumbles as she looks up at the two, eyes widening a bit.

She smiles sheepishly, "Did I cockblock you?"

Tara looks up at her, "What did you just say?"

"I cockblocked you."

"No," Chad chuckles as Quinn continues to speak, "Please."

"Immediate no," Tara repeats.

"I totally-" Quinn starts as Chad gets up, leaving the room.

"Goodnight!" Chad spoke. Quinn grins, "Goodbye," she looks back at Tara.

She backs up, whispering, "I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry," she puts her hands to her heart. Tara just looks at her with wide eyes.

Quinn smiles before walking off. Tara looks around, falling onto the bed and running her hands over her face.

She glances around again, staring off into the void before smiling, scrunching her nose.

The friend group is in the living room, staring at the TV. The news reporter continues to ramble about the newest kill.

Sam walks in, "What's going on?"

Chad points at the television, then Quinn points at Danny, smiling, "Cute boy."

"Nice."

The news lady continues speaking.

"The victim was also known as Dakota Vega, who was studying psychology at Blackmore University. She was killed at 1 am. Her head was bashed in three times as she was walking down an alleyway. She died due to blood loss from getting her throat slit and stab wounds. she was stabbed 53 times."

"Jesus christ," Mindy says, "That's the chick from my psychology class."

Elodie blinks, seeming unfazed.

Sam looks down at Tara, "Pack a bag. We leave in ten."

Tara stands up, walking after her older sister, "Sam, wait!"

"We're getting out of the city."

Chad looks at Danny, pushing him out the door, "Thank you, suspicious new guy, but I think we got it from here."

Sam grabs a knife, admiring it for a quick second.