Love Kills

Chapter 1

**Harmony**

              "Hello?" I said into the phone.

          "Hi...is this Anya?" said a monotone voice.

          "Harmony," I corrected, used to being confused with my twin.

          "Oh, sorry," the voice said. "I'm Detective Gates."

          "Detective? Is something wrong?"

          "You have a friend named Morgan, correct?"

          "Yeah...what about her?"

          "Her parents asked me to call...it appears that she has committed suicide."

          My hand went limp and I dropped the phone.

          "What's wrong?" asked Anya, who was sitting at the counter eating an apple.

          "Morgan's dead." I stared at the wall, unsure if I had heard those life-changing words.

          Anya sat there with a look on her face that told me she was just as shocked. I picked up the phone again as tears began to stream down my cheeks. "Are you sure she's dead?"

          "Yes. I'm sorry."

          I pressed the 'end' button and it took every bit of self-control I had to not throw the phone at the wall. Anya and I just sat there bawling and trying to comfort each other. Finally I told her, "He said she committed suicide."

          "What?" she looked as shocked as I felt. "But she wouldn't-" a sob cut her off.

          I nodded knowingly. "Someone has their facts wrong."

          She gave me a look that said she agreed. As we continue crying, I headed into the living room and flipped on the news channel in an attempt to focus my mind on something else. "...And that's the story on this school's drug prevention program. In other news, a girl by the name of Morgan Rhineheart was found dead in an alley off of Central Avenue."

          "Turn it up," Anya commanded.

          I did as she said and they continued to talk about Morgan. "According to Detective Robert Gates, she committed suicide sometime during the late hours of last night. They found her body next to a large puddle of blood and a knife with her fingerprints on it. We will now speak with Morgan's mom."

          It switched to a screen with Mrs. Rhineheart, "I don't understand why she would do this," she bawled. "She was such a happy girl."

          They kept talking about it, but finally I could bear it no longer and turned it off.

 

***Anya***

          Dead? How could she be dead? I paced around the living room. "That doesn't sound at all like Morgan. She wouldn't have the nerve to stab herself and wait to bleed to death. If she were going to kill herself she'd use poison or something fast." I said.

          Harmony didn't say anything, but she gave a small nod.

          I bit my lip. My head raced with questions and ideas, "I wonder what evidence they have that she actually committed suicide and it wasn't a murder..." I was more just thinking aloud right now than talking to Harmony.

          My tears had all but stopped now. I brushed my cheeks dry and plopped down on the couch. Sitting Indian-style, something odd hit me, "How can Morgan's mom believe she would stab herself? She should have known her daughter better than us and it’s obvious she couldn't kill herself."