The Good Girl is a Killer

Chapter 6 | Mistake

I'm going to apoligize NOW, for that picture ^. (It scary... Reminds me of clowns. AHH)

❀𝐑𝐨𝐬𝐞'𝐬 𝐏.𝐎.𝐕❀

I'm grounded. This is the worst. I'm 17 and I'm grounded! Apparently, my parents don't want their daughter going around and being a 'slut'. My brothers are the biggest players of all time and they don't get grounded for it! I sigh. They're doing it again. When will they learn? I take a deep breath. I miss her. I miss her so much. Candace. The death of Candace is my fault. I feel tears welling up in my eyes. She would still be here if I would've stopped her from going down those stairs.

*Flashback*

"Candace, we can't leave right now," I whispered.

"Ugh, every time," She groaned.

"Listen, we just have to stay here until it's over," I said.

"I know. But, I'm sick of it!" She said. Candace stood up and treaded towards the door.

"Candace, what are you doing?" I asked, walking towards her.

"I'm going to see what's happening. I'm tired of spending hours up here not knowing what's going on!" She yelled. Candace opened the door.

"We can't go downstairs. You know that. Please, come in here and close the door," I said.

"No,"

"Please, Candace. Just come here and close the door. Candace, please," I pleaded.

"No. I'm going and that's the end of it," She stated. Candace slammed the door in front of my face and went towards the stairs. Immediately, I opened the door and raced after her. She ran down the stairs and then... crash. Blood everywhere. Silence took over the house.

"ROSE! Look what you've done!"

I could've stopped her, grabbed her arm. Done something. But, it was too late.

"That's supposed to be you!"

I cried harder. She cried too.

"Please don't cry," I whispered.

"You understood!" He yelled.

"You're stupid," She said.

"Fat," He joined in.

"Un-worthy,"

"Deserve to die,"

"Piece of trash,"

"Ugly,"

"That Lindsay girl was right about you,"

"You were a mistake,"

"The world doesn't need you,"

"Get out of my sight,"

"You killed her,"

More silence. I ran as fast as my feet would take me. Away from everything.

I was pulled into a dark alley and handed a gun.

"Twenty kings," he said. "Run," he whispered.

*End of Flashback*

"Twenty Kings" I whisper to myself. It repeats over and over again in my head. Twenty Kings. The place I used to call home. I know everyone there. They know me. It was my family. Twenty Kings. 

What would happen if I go down those stairs now? The world doesn't need me. It never needed me. They were right. Everyone was right. 

I was a mistake that should've never happened.

I stand up from my bed. My head feels heavy. I can hardly move my legs. Each part of my body weighing 80 pounds more than it should. I walk towards my door and put my hand on the knob. Just as I'm about to turn it, there's silence. No screams. No footsteps. Nothing crashing. Just silence. I lift my hand. Everything returns. Yelling, stomping, the sound of glass crashing. I slowly lift my hand and put it back onto the knob. Once again, silence. I slowly begin to lift my hand up once again. Except this time, nothing happens. It's still quiet. I'm frozen in my spot. Listening to everything. I can hear my heart beating at a fast pace. Then very faintly, I'm able to hear Cameron.

"W-Will she be okay?" He sobs. I frantically look around.

"WHERE ARE YOU?!" I shout. 

"Rose. Please don't leave me," he whispers.

"I'm not going anywhere," I say. He takes a deep breath.

"Answer me," I say.

"ANSWER ME!" I screech. An unfamiliar voice responds.

"I'm sorry. But, the chances of her surviving are close to none,"

"When will she wake up?" Cameron asks.

"I'm afraid the answer is never," What are they talking about? Where are they? Am I dreaming? Who is that other man?

"I-I'm right here," I say. I look down at my hands. They're painted with blood. Images start flowing into my mind. 

Sitting on my bed, thinking of Candace. 

Running to the door. Thinking of Candace.

Racing down the stairs. Crying. Candace.

Front door flying open. Rushing down driveway. Looking at Road. Candace. 

Running to road. Standing in the middle of the road. Candace. 

Looking at sky. Still crying. Candace. 

Looking to the right. Car. Honking. Yelling. Crying. Crashing. Twenty Kings.

Road. Pain everywhere. Can't breathe. Can't see. Can't hear. Can't live. I'm numb. Thinking of standing up from bed. Walking to door. 

As if my soul has left my body. I can see everything happening in the third person. 

I'm lying on a hospital bed. Cameron beside me. Crying onto the bed. Holding my hand. Parents are nowhere. I don't look alive. I look pale, cold, hungry. Hurt. Scratches, bruises, bloody gauzes, covering my body. Yet, now I can hear. I can feel Cameron's warm touch. I can see everything in the third person. What is happening? 

I'm in a coma. I got hit. The person who hit me was Jace. I know Jace. He's a friend. I can see Jace in the hallway, pacing from one end of the door to the other. As soon as he knows no one is paying attention to him, he giggles. I wonder what thats about... I want to get up. Tell everyone I'm okay, I'm still here. But I can't and I'm not. I'll return when the right time comes. I just have to wait. They just have to wait. 

I'm in pain. Not physical pain. My own parents aren't even here. They don't care. They never did. Not even with Candace. 

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Hellooo. Haiii again. I know, I know it's been a long time since I updated I get it. I'm sorry!! I'll try to update as soon as possible. 

Can we just talk about the fact that I just hit 200 READS!! IT'S CRAZY, OH MY GOD. I was honestly thinking that by the time I was writing chapter 13, I would hit 80. It's only Chapter 6! I'm freaking out... AHHH. Thank you so much for everyone who is still reading... I don't know why you are reading this trash, but okay :)

What did you think about this chapter? Did it confuse you?? (Confused me actually, I didn't know what I was writing at first XD) 

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