Pursuit (previously Sexting Experiment)

Chapter 5: IDK THE TITLE YET BUT IMMA FIGURE THAT OUT LATER

A/N Guess who's in this chapter ;) ;)

Lots of different POV's, hopefully it's not too confusing. 

hehe

(not edited)

~Ally :*

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Recap:

"Hey! I didn't actually mean for you to take nude you know!" called meg from outside the bathroom. Shit. I forgot she was out there. 

"Just taking my contacts out!" i called back to her, "no reason to get excited."

I heard a faint "damnit" before emerging from the bathroom to find an unconscious Meg sprawled across the floor, a look of horror plastered on her restless face.

Sarah's POV

She's dead. 

Gone. 

Megen is dead. 

I closed my eyes and said the words over and over, still not believing what a truly happened,Megen died. she was murdered. It's all over the news, so there was no avoiding the death of my best friend. I hear the whispers too, people don't think i do, but i hear everything. Some of them feel bad, they simply say something along the lines of "That poor girl, i couldn't imagine loosing my best friend." Others think I did it, they say i was jealous because she had a boyfriend and I didn't. Most of them don't know what to think though. They point and stare and quietly say in to their friends ear "that's her."

Megen's dead.

Just then the door rang, interrupting my train of thought. I sighed and sunk further into the couch. Probably just another pity casserole. The bell rang again and I groaned louder this time.

"Go away." I shouted, not wanting to put up with anyone telling me they quote on quote understand how I feel.

"I'm afraid that's not going to happen Ms. Whitney. I'm the detective on Megan's case. Would you please let us in." He said urgently. Damn these people are persistent. I sat up, my knee's cracking from being in the same position for so long. I took my time getting to the door, stopping to pet my cat along the way, and doing various other things that would take up more time. Eventually I made it to the door, and slowly opened it, revealing to men dressed in suits.

"You must be Sarah." The short one said, and when i say short I mean short. He looked thirteen. "May we come in?"

"You must be Bossy." I snapped, making a Snow White allusion (one of my favorite movies).

"Very funny." he replied, with a hint of humor in his eyes.

"That wasn't meant to be a joke."

"Look," the bigger guy said, "I know the last few days have been rough, but we need to ask you a few questions about your friend." I swung the door further open and trudged into my living room, beckoning for them to follow. I stood next to our coffee table and crossed my arms.

"What do you want."

"Well there's been a lot of talk about some.. jealousy between you and Meg. would you care to explain what that is about?" said the bigger guy. 

"Megan. Her name is..was.. Megan. And those are just rumors. You know what they say, rumors spread like wildfire." I shot back at him quickly. 

"Well you know what else they say? In every rumor there's a bit of truth." He looked into my eyes, but quickly broke the stare once he noticed the tears in my eyes. I whipped my head around and stormed to the door, opening it urgently.