"Katie Kat? Where are you? Are you okay" I call out using a old nickname that she generally hated (even though I love it). I am at her apartment and she was still not answering which made me worried. She was almost never separated from that phone for more than as few hours and from what I can tell she has missed more than a few calls because I found her phone on her couch. I walk into her bedroom and look at her.... flopped out on her bed naked next to Nina. Cameron's sister. "Oh my god" I say waking her and Niña up. Katie screamed Nina screamed Katie screamed again grabbing for a blanket. But my thought was on that fact that Cameron hasn't said a thing.
We are all sitting on Katie's couch silently processing what we had seen.
"It was a mistake!! We were drunk!!" Katie bursts out. Looking mildly sick, wait scratch that looking seriously sick.
"We got drunk last night after I told Katie the whole story.... I was only a fewer drinks but I guess we don't take long to get... drunk" says Nina looking just as sick as Katie.
"Don't you have a flight you have to catch?" Katie asks "Oh shit I do! Cameron can you drive me my suitcases are still in your car." She says jumping up and grabbing her stuff.
As we get into Cameron's car Katie comes out and whispers something in Nina's then goes back inside without even saying goodbye. What a great friend she is. Hmmp.
I give Nina a questioning look "She warned me that if I ever tell anyone about what just happened she would have my head on a stick. Which is unnecessary because I can assure you I will never tell anyone what happened last night. I swear on my life." She explains. Typical Katie always freaking people out after she's had sex with them. Rolling my eyes I get into the car and we drive to the airport.
As I enter my apartment later that day I know quickly that someone had been in there. All of my stuff was on the floor.
"I think you are wondering what I am doing here?" says a female voice coming from my bedroom. Then Marie comes out from my room and she is holding a gun. "Marie! What's wrong" I say walking towards her worried but before I get there she aims the gun at me. "You ruined my life that's what's wrong. You stole my solo my company my boyfriends. I bet you are the one the director is with that he won't cheat on with me!" She says in a deadly quiet tone. "Marie I had nothing to do with me getting picked for Odette. And the director is getting married in a month or so I had nothing to do with that either. Just put the gun down and I can help you! I can get the company to let you see a doctor who can help you. Please just hand over the gun?" I say slowly making my way towards her.
"No! You have made an enemy of me and my family. Prepare to die bitch" she says.
Then she shoots. Thankfully she missed all of my vital organs I feel a painful stinging in my right shoulder and look down to see blood pouring out over my new clothes. But I was more worried about Marie who had shot herself after having shot me. Blood was pouring out of the wound in the back of her head. "No No No!" I say rushing over to her almost fainting. I check her pulse but I know its hopeless. She had killed herself.
I run towards my phone stumbling unable to keep myself upright.
"911 what is your emergency?" a female voice asks. "I have been shot. Please send help?" I say before collapsing from blood loss
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Prima Ballerina(#Wattys2015)
Ficción GeneralI wanted to be the Prima Ballerina. I never expected to fall in love. Nor to hurt someone/ But that's Ballet for you. A story on the life of a dancer. I am having someone edit them so I have proper grammar so I will be adding a bar at the top that w...