The Slut Returns

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**Izzy’s POV**

I screamed in outrage. “What do you mean she got away?!” 

Mark shifted from foot to foot, clearly terrified. “My son and the other bitch must have helped her.” He mumbled.

I threw the china cup I was holding at the wall. We were at an old family farm. Whose family? Who cares. We asked them to leave, they refused. We killed them. Jake, Angel and Sparrow were chained up to the cellar of the barn. But somehow, Sparrow got away. Which meant we only had so much time before the authority was here. Maybe a day.

“I can go figure out how..?” He suggested to my silence.

“No.” I bit out. “I’ll do it.” 

I grabbed a knife and left the house. I dragged the large door open and stomped inside so that they could hear me below. I turned and swung the smaller door open, flicking on the light as I walked down the stairs. I looked at the two pitiful bodies lying on the floor. “Wake the fuck up!” I screamed.

They both jolted to consciousness and sat up as much as possible. They offered smiles and laughed a little at my expression.

“Shut up!” I walked over to Jake and positioned the knife at his abdomen. “How’d she escape?” I hissed.

He laughed more. “Does it matter? She’s gone.” His grin was stained with dried blood. “And you won’t get her.”

I pushed the knife in slightly and earned a wince of pain. “Wanna try that again?” I questioned.

He shook his head and coughed up blood. “I’m not telling you shit.” He muttered.

I twisted the knife a bit before pulling it out and turning to Angel. “Alright bitch. Your turn.”

She laughed like a crazy person. “I’m not gonna tell you. You’re getting nowhere.”

I glared at her. “Then I guess this is for you.” I said, bringing up the knife. I walked right over to her, stabbed her a couple times and slit her throat. She grabbed at her neck for a couple seconds while choking on her blood before finally slumping over.

I grinned and turned back to Jake. “You have an hour to rethink your answer.”

**Crystal’s POV**

There was an annoying beeping sound filling the room. I tried to open my eyes but they felt heavy. I opened my mouth to ask for help but all that came out was “Nnnhan..” My mouth was dry. I became aware of a hand grasping mine. I squeezed to let whoever it was know I was awake. I weight I didn’t realize was there lifted off my stomach. 

“Crystal? Are you awake?” It was Matt. 

I lifted my free arm to open my eyes. He looked so happy. He then took his hand from mine and helped me sit up a little bit. I winced from the pain. I looked around and realized I was in a hospital, but couldn’t think of why. He grabbed a glass of water for me, I didn’t realize how dry my throat was. I drank the water gratefully and attempted to speak again. “Why am I here?” I asked, my throat felt raw. “How long have I been here?”

He looked down. “You don’t.. you don’t remember?”

I shook my head. “I can’t remember anything.”

He sighed. “You’ve been here for two weeks. You were stabbed.”

Memories came flooding back to me. The party. Izzy. “Jake! Oh my god, are they okay?”

He couldn’t meet my eyes. “They haven’t found Jake or Sparrow yet, but Angel’s body was found in a ditch a few days ago.” He whispered.

My eyes started watering. “She can’t be.. She just can’t..”

“I’m sorry.” When he looked at me again his eyes were so sad. I realized that I couldn’t be sad. If I was sad it hurt him. Maybe others too. So I had to be strong and pretend. 

“How bad was her body?”

He looked surprised that I asked. “Do you really-”

“Yes.” I interrupted. “I need to know.”

He sighed again, but answered. “She was stabbed multiple times, there was bruising all over her and her throat was slit.”

I swallowed back my cry of anguish. “Anything from Izzy yet?”

He shook his head. “No word.”

The door to the room opened suddenly and a police officer walked in. “Good, you’re awake.” He noted gruffly. “There’s a young girl here, bad shape but she refuses help until she talks to you. Says she’s a friend.”

Matt and I exchanged looks. He was about to send her away but I spoke first. “Send her in.”

The officer turned. We heard him tell the girl it was alright and he opened the door a little wider. 

She was limping and badly beat up, but it was Sparrow. Smiling widely at us.

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Hello friends I have finally uploaded!

I meant to do this like last week but we've been having slight problems with the wifi, sowwy.

Anyways, I'm hoping to stay on this more since this is like all I have so far. I really need to stop wasting my life on tumblr...

What do you guys think of my shocking first chapter?

Picture is Angel since she dead.

Video is The Death of Me by Asking Alexandria since that song is hella rad.

Hope you enjoyed :D

Don't forget to comment ;)

~xoxo Ashee<3

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