Drop Dead Gorgeous 〰 Jake Fitzgerald

7

"What the FUCK?!" Audrey yelled, slamming a locker. She ran her hands through her hair as we both stood in the empty and silent hallway.

After the incident, the teachers started to take students back to their classrooms, and Brooke was taken to the locker rooms to wash up.

I had found out through a stuttering Emma that the body that had fallen down was Brooke's ex-boyfriend, Ian Lane, who was apparently one of her very few long lasting relationships.

When everyone started leaving, I saw Audrey amongst the crowd, walking the opposite way. So I followed, thinking maybe she was up to something.

But when I got to the lockers with her, she was leaning against them with her fists, and once she saw me she just started to go insane.

"I could have stopped this.... If only.... I just - what the actual fuck?" she cursed out, not being able to finish an entire sentence.

I wouldn't blame her. After seeing so many organs and blood, I too was pretty shaken up. But not like Audrey.

"Audrey, what happened?" I asked seriously, my voice shaking a bit.

She stared at me for a while, before saying, "Nothing, I just.... I thought the murders had ended. We were just starting to get back to normal after.... Well, you know."

"Liar," I accused. "What's really going on?"

"I said nothing, okay?" she retorted, almost aggressively. She stared at me a bit more before her expression softened, and finally she walked over to me.

"Noah was right," she said. "There's someone else out there."

-

I went home to see Robin sitting by the stairs, as if waiting for me.

"What?" I mumbled out, groaning a bit. "Today really is not the day, Robs. Please don't annoy me."

"I'm your brother, it's my job."

"Please."

He eyed me for a second, before answering, "I heard what happened at the school."

"Already?"

"Our mom's a cop, what'd you expect? She called me, paranoid. You know mom."

"I also know that whatever she told you was probably right. She's not paranoid, Robin. Just worried, and scared. We all are."

Robing followed me to the kitchen as I opened the fridge to check for any food. There were ingredients, but was I going to cook something? No.

"Call a pizzeria or something, there's nothing good here," I told Robin, as he sat on the counter stool.

"Already did, mom said to. And dad called as well, to tell you not to sneak out and leave me behind."

I groaned loudly, throwing my head back in annoyance. "They act as if I'm this rebellious teen, I swear."

Just then, the doorbell rang, echoing through the empty house. Robin jumped up to get it, and normally I wouldn't mind, but with the recent events, I didn't want him anywhere near that door.

"I'll get it," I told him, demanding him to stay put with my eyes. He sat back down as I grabbed some money from the table by the door, since it was probably just the pizza man.