| chapter 13 |

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We run as fast as we can. I'm pretty sure this is the fastest I've ran my whole life. Well, I've never really been the athletic type anyways.
We reach Melanie's house and quickly go inside. The police are probably at that house by now. Whoever called them there is obviously the person trying to frame us, or one of us at least.

"What... was... that..." I say out of breath.

"Well... I'm pretty sure I have a small idea of what it might be..." She says and looks off, as if she is in deep thought. I just sit there on her couch quietly.

"Oh, um do you want some water?" She asks me after a minute, breaking away from her thoughts.

"Sure, thanks." I tell her, and she walks towards her kitchen.

A few weeks ago I could easily say that I have a very plain life. Now, I have not even the slightest clue about what is going on. My life is completely jumbled, and in a bad way. I would prefer much more to have a plain life.

More and more deaths keep happening. I used to not want to be part of this, but now that I'm so deep into it I obviously can't just overlook it. This is something I have to try and stop. I'm no hero, but I can't just leave a murderer on the loose. Whoever it is.

"Now, who might you be?" I hear Melanie say, as she snaps me out of my thoughts. Something sounds different about her. There's a different tone to her voice. It's kind of creepy.

"W-what..?" I ask, confused.

"I'm asking who you are, darling. It's a simple question." She gives me a weird smile, that seems a bit familiar.

"I'm Acacia. You know that, what are you doing?" I ask, still very confused.

"Nope." She says, "I'm positive I don't know you."

"Um..."

"You are at my house. So I should know who you are, huh?" She keeps on talking weirdly, "well at least let me introduce myself."

"Introduce...? What are you going on abo-"

"My name is Crybaby. I've had a horrible life and I don't really like people." She tells me in a sing-song voice, which makes it much creepier.

"Crybaby?" I've heard that somewhere before. Oh, that lady?

"Yeah can you believe that? I guess you can say it fits me though." She gives me that weird smile again.

"Um well... I'm not sure what's going on..." What type of joke is she trying to play, at a moment like this?

Melanie then goes quite, and stares off. She blinks a few times and then looks at me, a bit confused.

"Uh, right I'm supposed to get your water?" She tells me. Then looks down at her hands and sees she is holding the glass.

"Oh wait, I'm sorry my mind kind of blanked for a second..." She says, sounding kind of concerned.

Her mind blanked? What was all that about?

"Um well about what we just witnessed..." I say, trying to dismiss my confusion. I've had more than enough of it lately.

"Oh yeah. Well I guess it's time I tell you a bit more about the situation," Melanie says as she sits down and hands me the glass of water.

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Okay well this update was kind of rushed, because I haven't updated in quite a while.
yeah that previous post was my cousin sorry lol but that motivated me to update today so yayyy
Anyways, I hope you enjoyed, and remember feel free to point out mistakes cause this was not edited at all (Hah maybe I should get like an editor  jk)
Anyways enjoy and have a good day or night or whatever
Y'all are awesome and sorry again for my rare updates !!! ^.^~

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