Yin-Yang

CH. 12 What Really Happened?

My mom let me spend the night at Anna's house yesterday.

The best part of the night was when Anna made me watch a very disturbing movie called, " The left eye."

It was okay at first, but the rest of the movie just made me want to close my left eye and never open it again.

I got up and combed my fingers through my hair. I forgot I have to go to school like a normal person.

I need to find out more about this Victoria person. Who was she? What did she do? Why did Greyson and Turner take interest in her? Why did Greyson want the house burnt down?

I continued walking to school, immediately seeing Chancey, one of Turners friends. He was to scared to be one of Turner's "boys", but he also tried to act as cool as he could.

I walked past him, heading towards the library. I need to find out as much as possible on this Victoria chick, not knowing is bothering me.

I sat down by a computer.

Lets see, what was her name? Oh yeah, Victoria Garner.

I typed the words VICTORIA GARNER DEATH in the search engine.

A picture of Turner and Victoria popped up. They were with a few other people, sitting at a table in someones backyard, eating vegetables and sipping drinks. He looked so happy with her. Her long red curly hair blew in her face as she laughed, her cheekbones forming a perfect crease, Turner's glowing eyes faced hers, like she was the only person there. He looked happy. Genuinely happy.

I read the article on the bottom of the page titled, " Victoria Garner's Death Anniversary."

I scrolled down the page, seeing different quotes from people who knew her.

TURNER JAMES HAS CAME TODAY TO MAKE A STATEMENT REGARDING VICTORIA GARNER, HIS FORMER GIRLFRIEND.

" I HAVE NEVER FELT SO MUCH PAIN IN MY LIFE BECAUSE OF THIS. SHE WAS MY EVERYTHING. SINCE THIS IS HER ANNIVERSARY, SO MANY GOOD MEMORIES HAVE FLOWN OVER ME, BUT ALSO BAD ONES. SHE WILL FOREVER BE MISSED."

TURNER JAMES PUT A BOUQUET OF YELLOW BULBINELLA  FLOWERS ON HER GRAVESTONE, BEFORE DISMISSING THE ANNIVERSARY GATHERING.

I closed the computer, heading to my class.

I think I need to ask Turner what he knows about Victoria.

I walked into Mr. Hanley's class, noticing that only Erika was there. I sat next to her.

" Where's Turner?" I asked.

" You should know, considering Greyson isn't here either." She rolled her eyes at me.

" Did I do something?" I asked.

" I know what happened, Liah. I can't believe you lied about being friends with Greyson. Turner went to Valencia for the rest of the week. Oh, and you no longer on the Cheer squad, or my friend."

I felt like grabbing her by her head and slamming her into the wall, but I didn't.

" I didn't do anything Erika! I wasn't going to let Turner burn down Greyson's, well Victoria's Grandmother's house. H-"

" Oh yeah, so how did Greyson pull that off? Even though Turner hasn't been to Victoria's Grandmother's house, how could he go in there, pretend it's his house while her Grandma is there? It is bizarre." Erika glared at me.

" It's sad that her grandma died in there, but it's Turner's fault."

She gave me a wicked look.

" It isn't Turner's fault! It was yours and that crazy kid Greyson's fault! None of this would have happened if you didn't move here, none of this would have happened if you weren't so similar to Victoria!" She paused, catching her breath.

Is that why Greyson likes me? I'm similar to Victoria? Is that why Turner is pushing me away?

" What, how?" I asked.

" I'm leaving." She grabbed her things and walked out of the classroom, slamming the door on her way out.

How can I be similar to Victoria? I don't have red hair, or even curly hair for that matter. I don't have beautiful pale skin, or  rosy red cheeks. I suddenly remembered something Greyson told me:

" Your the good, the pure, by my side. I'm just, not. It's like were a yin-yang. We balance each other out. Maybe that's why were such a good pair."

No, we can't be a good pair. He's a murderer, and I've let that thought slip my mind in the past month. I don't know anything about him, I want to, but he won't let me in.

I feel dizzy.

I grabbed my bag and walked out of the class. I don't know if I can stand up. I began drooping, loosing balance of my body. I feel my body heavily hit a locker, then my head, begins going face first towards the ground. I black out.