Insane II A One Direction Fan Fiction II

Four

~Grace's POV~

"We stopped checking for monsters under our beds, when we realized they were inside us."

-The Joker

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I walk into first period with my head down,  making a beeline to the back of the class, where I usually sit. Only I sit back there; no one dares to sit next to the girl who's fucked up in the head. 

I could overhear many of the conversations going around. Who's banged who, what parties are happening this week, where cheap drugs can be bought. No one even mentioned Willow. No one even seemed to care, but of course they wouldn't. Caring would interfere with their social lives. Even her best friend (I think her name is Sara? Whatever) is laughing hanging all over her boyfriend. Slut.

I scan the room, glancing around at all the stereotypical cliques. The jocks. The barbies. The goths. The potheads. The nerds. And then theres me... all alone. All my life, I've never fit into a social group. Possibly because no one wanted me, possibly because I thought they were all stupid. Gathering into packs and never leaving, afraid that if you did you'd be a mere minnow in a sea of sharks. Like me. Or maybe... I'm the shark, and they're the minnows? Who knows? Who cares? 

I'm pushed out of my thoughts as Mr. Williams saunters in and silences the class. Everyone obliges, while I pull out my sketch pad a begin to draw.

I draw blood streaming down her arm... Her delicate body laying lifeless in the tub... A dark shadow blanketing her. It's not me. It's the voices.

I hear a voice over the intercom.

"Grace Green to the office please.  Grace Green to the office."

Well fuck. What could they want? 

Maybe they found out? No, I was too careful.

I grab my stuff and shuffle out the door, ignoring snickers from my peers.  The hallways were eerily quiet, and not a soul was in sight. I walk in silence toward the front of the school where the office stands. Before I had a chance to knock, a shaky voice calls out.

"C-Come in." Miss Jester says, clearly intimidated by whatever waited for me in the room.

I push the door open, only to find four police officers standing at attention, guns clutched tight in their hands... and aimed directly at me. Fuck.

I take off. Locked in a dead-sprint, I run out the main doors, only to be met by well over 13 police cars and officers, all eyes and guns on me. I feel the presence of what I assume to be another officer behind me. He speaks in a gruff and hostile voice, telling me to place my hands on my head. Hesitantly, I oblige. At least I know when to quit. I felt his large hands grip my wrists.

"Grace Lee Green, you are under arrest for the murder of Willow Marie Evans. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say or do can be held against you in the court of law..."

This can't be happening. I was so careful! What did I do wrong?

I'm not going down with out a fight. With a new found confidence, I fight against the officer and my metal restraints.

I'm almost free when I feel a sharp pain in my stomach. A gunshot rings out in the air. What? I look down to see blood soaking my shirt. It was... Me? I was shot? My eyes rise to meet those of a young officer, obviously terrified. If I had to guess, he was new. Despite the pain, I smirk maliciously, and a chuckle parts my lips. 

There's blood everywhere. Soaking through the fabric of my clothes. Pooling at my feet. 

Blood, blood, blood.

Red, beautiful blood.

Dark spots begin to cloud my vision as the wailing siren of an ambulance draw near.

My legs buckle, leaving me on the concrete. A cop sits with me, holding my head.

I begin to mentally file through my list...

Jacob Fuller.

Emily Carver.

Alex Brooks.

Caitlyn Jones.

Chris Ramsey.

Willow Evans.

Kill. Kill. Kill.

Dead. Dead. Dead.

The last things I see are the faces of officers, EMT's, students, and teachers, all riddled with horror, disgust, and fear. Finally, a cold, numb feeling envelopes my body.

Ah, yes. Finally. Because what goes around, comes around. 

Death is here, and she's here to take me home.

A/N:

Hi... I'm so, so sorry for my disappearance off the face of the earth. But, I needed to get away from Wattpad and, like, the entire world, and get my life straightened out. Thankfully, I'm back! I promise, and I'm REALLY exited to continue this book! I should have another update by next week. Thank you guys for waiting. LOVE YOU LOTS!!

~Chris <3