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Chapter Seven: Threats

This chapter is dedicated to my lovely friend » AC-Claire «Happy birthday Alex!
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Chapter 7: Threats

I reread the message over and over again.

Oh, you ignorant little orphan. It seems as if you have underestimated me. Say goodbye bye to the good life because I will ruin you.
~H

A silent tear rolled down my cheek. It was over. I messed up my new life here. Hannah is going to take it all away.

I stood at my locker and cried silently.

Then I realized that Hannah is nothing but your average mean blonde bimbo who will do anything to be the most popular and get what she wants. She doesn't have anything to hurt me or maybe she does. But it's not like I can fix it. She is just jealous that Will talks to me willingly.

I grinned. Jealously. Envy. Hannah.

I stood back up and wiped my tears with the hem of my shirt. That's better.

I stuffed the threatening note in my back pocket and loaded my homework into my backpack. Then I walked down the hallway.

Then something on the bulletin board caught my attention.

Singing auditions this Friday from 4-6:00 in the auditorium. Sign up at the office or in Mrs. G's music class. Good luck singers!

I was still thinking about the auditions. I really enjoy singing, but people might not like me. A voice inside my head head was screaming, "do it. Dad would have wanted you to do it."

I think that tomorrow I would sign up.

I jogged across the empty courtyard. All of the students were gone, except for the ones in after-school clubs, or detention.

I called Charles and asked if he could come and pick me up. He said he would be there in five minutes.

I sat down on a bench in the courtyard to wait. I thought about John.

When I got home I would talk to him. I want to know why he hates Will. I wanted to hear about Tabitha from John. I want to know the truth. Not the rumors, the truth.

Charles arrived, and I went back home feeling confident about my decision.

***

"John? Are you in there?", I called out.

I was standing outside Johns bedroom door. I was searching for John so I could ask him if he could tell me the story.

"I'm in here. Come in.", He shouted.

I entered the room quickly. "John. I need to know the truth. About Will and Tabitha.", I blurted out quickly before I lost my courage.

John sighed. "Sit down." He said motioning to his bed where he was already sitting.

"Will and I were best friends in first grade. We did everything together. We were good at everything. We both were basically professional surfers by the fourth grade. We both lived in big fancy houses with rich families. We were the best at everything and we had everything we had ever wanted. Then we went to High School. I met Tabitha freshman year and we started dating. I had something Will wanted. I had a girlfriend. Will got jealous fast.", He said.

Will was starting to seem like a jerk to me now.

John continued, "We were at a party. I left to get some food and when I came back I found Will and Tabitha kissing. I got angry at Will. He got angry at me. And Tabitha and I broke up. Will and Tabitha got together and became a couple. And I didn't talk to them since then. Towards the end of the year Will took Tabitha to a party. I'm not sure why, but there was alcohol involved. Tabitha got drunk and Will left to go to the bathroom. When he came back he couldn't find her anywhere. He got scared after a while. He couldn't call the cops because he drank some beer and didn't want his parents to know that he drank. So he called me. He begged for me to come and help him. He said something was wrong."

John let out a quiet sob. I put my arm around him and held him.

"I came to the party and helped him look. We still couldn't find Tabitha. Then I called the police because something was very wrong. And they found her.", John said in between sobs.

He shook harder. His tears wet my arm. I wanted to hold him closer and tell him that it's all right.

"They found her in the shed. She was raped. And she was barely breathing. She looked so helpless and lifeless. They found the guy who did it. It was a college guy who crashed the party. His name was Steven Jones. Tabitha lived. She moved to a recovery hospital in Michigan. And Will. Will was dead to me. I hate him. I hate Will so much. If he would've just...", John started to cry.

"John it's alright. Everything is alright. Tabitha is alive. I'm alive. You're alive. It's okay.", I told him.

I wished I could take all his pain and suffering away. But I couldn't. So I sat with him and held him until he stopped crying.

But I know the truth. The awful truth.

***

Wednesday morning was amazing. I felt confident and comfortable for the first time since I got here. There is something calming about knowing that everything will be okay and that I will be aware of the reason why Will and John hate each other. And I already pissed Hannah off. What else could happen.

"Good morning Kendall.", Charles said, opening the limousine door for me. "Good morning.", I chirped in response.

I arrived at school fifteen minutes early. Today is the day I will sign up for singing auditions. Butterflies filled my stomach. I was nervous and excited.

I crossed the courtyard and headed for the Musical and Performing Arts building. I headed down the hallway and up a flight of stairs. Then I entered the music room.

Mrs.G was already sitting at her desk. "Hello Kendall. Nice to see you back so soon. What can I do for you?", She said with a smile.

"Hello Mrs.G. I want to sign up for the auditions this Friday.", I said bravely. "Just fill out this form and be at the auditorium at 4:00. Good luck Kendall.", She said, handing me a form.

I took the form and filled it out. Then I handed it back to Mrs.G.

I just hope I wouldn't regret my decision.

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AUTHORS NOTE

Happy birthday Alex! I love you ;)

What team are you on:
John- #Khon
Will- #Kill

Xoxo,
--Cora ❤️

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