The second scary depressing ending. So if you like the ending before about her and Shawn then good for you. You got it.
I stood over them. Oh, my god. What the hell have I done? Luke, Ashton and Shawn laid on the ground. Oh, my god. Oh, my god. All I saw was red.
I looked at my clothes. Covered in blood. I dropped the knife and fell to my knees, right in front of Shawn. I collapsed on his chest. Not that he was responded, he was dead...like the rest of them.
Ava started crying and the phone started ringing. I quickly ran to her and then the phone.
"Hey Nash." My voice was shaking.
"You okay there?" He asked. "You seen Shawn? He hasn't come back to the club."
"No..Haven't seen him. He went to the club?" I lied.
"Yeah. He didn't tell you?"
"No. I gotta go, Ava's crying. Love you."
"Love you too." He hung up.
I held Ava and rocked her in my arms. I relived what just happened and why I had three dead boys in my house, that I'd killed.
Flashback--------
Shawn came in drunk off his ass. And we started arguing about Ava and the fact that he was never with me. And then the knife was in my hand, and then it was planted in his stomach, and he was too drunk to fight back well.
And then Ashton and Luke came in. And Ash and Luke had seen Shawn when they came over. I mean I didn't want to, but Luke saw him first. And I stabbed Luke in the back. Then Ash. I only saw red. But now I was seeing, red, white and blue lights outside my house.
Shit.
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The Makeover
FanfictionMacy Grier has been bullied by the same nine guys for the past two years. When she gets a makeover will they treat her diffrently or will they remain the same jerks from high school. Not many errors. This is diffrent than most stories enjoy.
