Shadows of the Past: Oksana's Heart (gxg)

Part 2: "NAMES"

Oksana's Pov: (I've decided it's all gonna be her pov from now on )

Roxanne was waiting under the bus stop when I got out of the police station, I guess she got less questions, makes sense I guess. It was raining. I walked out my arms crossed trying to act like I was terrified, which of course I wasn't. The girl was my second kill that day. I stood and smiled a clearly fake smile. "Well?" Roxanne said looking concerned.
"I don't want to talk about it" I replied as we walked back to our college. I was silent the full way back. Until we got to the dorm. "Wait it's way past curfew, oh the head teach is gonna be so mad" Roxanne said a bit worried. Oh Roxanne you sweet summer child. "Did you forget that I literally get home through the window. Every night.... After curfew."

A few minutes later we had jumped down from the window to the floor of our dorm and closed it behind us. Rox had started getting changed, I just opened my diary, (a fake one, if they could see what would've been in my diary if it was real, I'd be behind bars). I started writing when "Oks, it's ok, it's gonna be ok, it wasn't your fault" she reassured.

The next day I climbed in through the window, as I did Roxanne pulled her sleeve down, covering her arm. What the fuck happened. I walked over to her. "What you hiding Rox?" I said, concerned for her.
"I- uh- I tripped and bruised my arm but I didn't want you to get worried" she said, she did that thing with with her voice when she lied. Higher pitched, trying to act calmer, but speaking faster, her eyes were red and puffy, her under eyes were wet. She'd been crying.
"Why have you been crying?" I said, she looked away.
"Because I tripped?" What the fuck had happened, why is she hiding something from me?
"Can I see the bruise?" I said, i thought it was weird she got a bruise on her arm from falling over.
She lifted the sleeve, the bruise was small but there were small red lines across it. Punch marks.
"Rox, I'm not stupid, I want names."
"I don't know what you mean." She protested, that annoyingly cute pout when she's lying, the way she can't make eye contact.
"Fine, don't tell me, but if it is from other people, it's gonna get worse." I said walking away over to my bed. She took her jumper off, under an oversized shirt. She grabbed a book, "haunting Adeline" before putting her hair up messily. People always said I'm extremely observant, works in my favour, I notice what most people don't. I could see the simple mannerisms that appear after she "got away" with lying. The 'smug smile'. So annoying.

The next day she came in the door, I didn't go out that day, I'm glad I didn't. She stood, frozen in shock, as I observed her face.
"What the fuck Roxanne?!" I darted up from my bed over to her. I held her chin as I read. Someone had written all over her face. 'Killer' 'psycho' 'pet' 'Oksana's dog' 'kys' 'freak' covering her full face. This time she couldn't hide it.
"Names Roxanne!" I said grabbing a makeup wipe from our vanity and tried to wipe it off her.
"Oksana, I'm fine, it's fine" she said pulling back.
"I said NAMES." I shouted. Why am I so overprotective of her. She's my friend. Just my friend.
"Rachel's friends.." she said quietly.
"Who? Practically everyone kissed her fucking ass"
"Kim, Frankie and Jess" she said as I wiped her face. I shook my head.

I had gotten most of the pen off her face. Them bitches we're gonna get it easy this time. Happens again? They'll end up like Rachel. I had stayed awake until Roxanne fell asleep. Her book falling onto her stomach as her eyelids fluttered before closing. Standing up, I put her book on her bedside table, then started getting ready. I put my hair into two plaits then grabbed my dagger. This was definitely gonna be fun.

Hope yous enjoyed this chapter. Am I scared of Oksana? Yes. Is she a character of mine? Also yes. I'm scared of my own character. But who isn't scared of Oksana. Next part coming soon!