After Y/n receives a donor heart from a man who was infatuated with Billie, she inherits the infatuation along with his obsessive tendencies.
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I hear footsteps behind me and I look over my shoulder. The footsteps continue and I turn around. I don't see anyone and I keep walking.
I hear the footsteps again and I start to panic. I take my phone out of my pocket and call Sabrina.
"Hey." Sabrina says answering.
"Where's Y/n?" I ask quietly.
"I don't know she left about 15 minutes ago. Why are you whispering? Is everything okay?" Sabrina says.
"I keep hearing footsteps behind me." I say quietly.
The footsteps continue and I turn around.
"I think I'm going crazy." I say quietly as I start walking again.
"Just get somewhere safe. Go inside a store or a restaurant or something. Where are you?" Sabrina says.
"About 10 minutes from Barclays. It's all parking lots and parking garages." I say quietly.
I hear more footsteps and I start walking faster.
"I think she's going to kill me." I say quietly.
"I-I'm on my way. I'll call 911, just stay on the line." Sabrina says.
"Okay." I say quietly.
I feel a hand touch my shoulder and I widen my eyes. They grab my phone out of my hand and slam it on the ground.
"Just wanna make sure you get to your hotel safe." A familiar voice says.
I knew it.
I elbow Y/n in the stomach and she groans loudly. I run into a parking garage and she follows me. I run up the stairs and she chases me.
I run out of the staircase and hide next to a car. I hear footsteps and I hold my breath.
Y/n walks past me and looks around the garage. I sneak up behind her and kick the back of her knee. She groans loudly and falls to the ground. A pocket knife falls out of her pocket and she groans loudly.
I quickly grab the pocket knife and unfold it. She gets up and I point the knife at her.
"Fuck you." Y/n says.
"Fuck me?" I ask.
"Yeah!" Y/n says.
"Fuck you!" I say.
"Fuck me?! You went on a date with my best friend! After all I've done for you?!" Y/n says.
"It wasn't a date." I say.
"As if I believe you." Y/n says walking closer.
"Stay back!" I say.
"I did it all for you! I did it for us! And this is how you repay me?!" She shouts walking closer.
"Y/n-" I say.
"Do it." She says.
"What?" I ask.
"You don't have the guts to kill me because deep down inside you'll always love me. You'll love the way I kept you safe - the way I held you." She says.
"I won't." I say.
"What?" She asks.
"I won't!" I say.
We stare at each other and she glances at the knife in my hand.
"You mean that?" She asks.
"Y/n, you need help." I say.
"What I need is you! I need you! Let's leave all this behind and move to Mexico! You could be my wife!" She says.
"No... no... no, Y/n, no. It's over, we're over." I say.
Tears fill her eyes and she sniffles.
"You know, I never touched that knife." She says slowly approaching me.
"What?" I ask backing up.
"Your prints are on it. Not mine." She says continuing to walk to me.
"W-What's your point?" I ask.
"If I can't have you..." Y/n says.
"No one can!" Y/n shouts.
"No!" I shout as she grabs my wrist.
She pulls my wrist up to her throat and makes me slit it with the knife. She drops to the ground and blood streams down her neck. She gasps for air and I hear sirens.
I thought she was going to kill me. Why'd she say that?
"Why'd you say that?" I ask, kneeling beside her.
"Why'd you say that?!" I shout as her breathing slows.
"Y/n!" I shout as she stares at me blankly.
Her breathing stops and I stare at her.
"Dying with open eyes - it symbolizes sin, unresolved sin, it means you lived a life of guilt and poor choices."
I hear footsteps and a group of officers walk up the parking garage stairs.
"Put your hands where I can see them." An officer says as they walk over.
He looks down at Y/n and then looks at me.
"Drop the knife and put your hands where I can see them!" He shouts.
"What?! No, I-" I say.
"Now!" He shouts.
I drop the knife and he approaches me. He forces my hands behind my back and arrests me.
"You're being arrested for murder." He says.
"What?!" I shout.
"No! I didn't-" I shout.
"You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say..." He says.
I know why she did it. I know why she said that. I know why she made me slit her throat.
She framed me.
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