The Bitch You Killed

Chapter Thirty Eight

Song of the chapter is 'My heart will go on' by Celine Dion 

CHAPTER THIRTY EIGHT

A week had passed since Chase was released from prison and there had been no developments in the case surrounding my murder. Neither Detective Higgins nor Officer Jackson Williams had made contact with either of us, but I suppose it was to be expected that Higgins wouldn't be exactly ringing me on my cell-phone in order to have a girly chat.

I had also decided to leave both Mackenzie and Tyler alone in order to plant the seeds of doubt into their head. I prayed that they were hoping they had just 'imagined' it. That maybe, it was just a little piece of guilt that had caused this weird phenomenon. For me, it made the whole situation so much more exciting because today was my funeral and both were expected to attend and act like they truly gave a shit that I wouldn't be flouncing around the school anymore.

It was weird to know that I was going to be at my own funeral. I suppose it was something I had never really considered but it is a tad morbid to be thinking about death at the tender age of seventeen. Both Alec and Marnie had shared their experience in that department with me, so I was feeling somewhat prepared.

"It's sickening," Marnie spat, bitterness and disgust clear in her normally silky smooth voice, "sickening to see the person who murdered you in cold blood pretend to be grieving in front of all of your relatives and friends."

Alec nodded in agreement before reaching an arm around Marnie's waist and pulling her to him. In the time that had passed since I first met both, I still had yet to get used to seeing them in their prom outfits alongside bloody wounds. Alec tended to make jokes about his appearance which Marnie did not appreciate. From what I could tell, Marnie felt guilty that Alec had died in such a horrible way at the hands of her father. In her circumstances, I suppose most people – myself included – would also feel guilty.

"You better prepare yourself for the crocodile tears and heartfelt speeches which are actually about as real as ," Alec mused as he absentmindedly twirled a lock of Marnie's ebony hair around his finger.

"I find it weird that you've been deceased for so long but still know who she is," I replied with my own small smirk as I stared at the couple sitting across from me. We were sitting in the nature garden outside the town mall and just enjoying the feeling of being. Being among the animals made it feel like we were still apart of the living world. The only difference was that the birds and butterflies would float straight through us on occasion. It was a different kind of living, but being in the garden just had a way of making me feel alive again.

"Do you think the cops will figure it out?" Alec asked absentmindedly as he stared down at his girlfriend who had laid her head across his lap and closed her eyes. Marnie looked tired but the thing about being dead is that you no longer sleep. We just continuously wander around without much of a purpose. Revenge gave me something to focus on, but for Marnie especially, I think she had long ago given up on ever finding justice. From conversations about that night and the progression of the last eleven years, it was obvious that Marnie had reconciled herself to the idea that her father would never face the consequences of his actions. She explained that he was relatively high up in the police force and so had years of training at crimes scenes so knew exactly what to do and what to say in order to make sure he wasn't even considered as a possible suspect.

"I hope so," I replied unable to take my eyes of the couple in front of me. Marnie and Alec were both beautiful people on the inside and the outside. Alec gave off a bad boy vibe but he was harmless. He loved Marnie so much that all he saw in that garden was her. Marnie on the other hand showed signs of visible guilt. She blamed herself for the reason the man she loved was trapped in this state of living but not being alive. It was sweet to see how much they relied on each other and it was good to know that they weren't alone on the whole ordeal, but at the same time I couldn't help but allow the seeds of jealousy to be planted. I was always going to be alone and that only made me even surer that I needed to get revenge.