The next morning, Chloe woke up feeling sore but rejuvenated. She yawned then stretched her back to get rid of the cracks. She sighed then her stomach grumbled. Oh, I should go get some breakfast, She thought as she slowly went to stand up.
Chloe's eyes widened as she realised where she was; out the back of a police station. Wait, wasn't Kalani here? She thought anxiously. "Oh sh*t! They've caught her!" She exclaimed as she stood up fast and she was immediately wide awake. (A/N does anyone remember the song wide awake by Katy Perry? It just came to mind sorry, continue)
Chloe whipped her head around her shoulder and her bed head, which was in a messy blonde ponytail, was sagging behind. She was still in her clothes from the night before which was a black tank top tucked into a pair of denim shorts. Chloe realised she was going to have to army-crawl underneath Kalani's window to get out of here alive or at least a free kid.
So Chloe got down on her stomach and slowly crept forward. She heard police officers in Kalani's room muttering something. Chloe also saw the light from flashes of cameras projected onto the ground next to her. She moved closer to the building so she wouldn't be caught. Even though it was around 10:00am, she didn't want to risk it.
Brushing herself off, Chloe stood up and realised she was outside of the police station, were she was brought in and tested on. She shivered at the memory. But with that memory brought the thought of Jaycee, where she was, what happened and all that stuff. Chloe didn't really care because it was kind of awkward between them and well, she did try to kill her.
Chloe stretched again then started walking down the footpath. It really was a lovely day with the sun shining, birds chirping and some little kids were playing hopscotch out the front of a house. It was always a beautiful day to those who were innocent.
Chloe heard the church bell ring and she turned to look at the church and saw people dressed in black forwarding in. Chloe quickly looked then crossed the street to see who's funeral it was. As Chloe came closer, she saw a picture of Maddie and another of Mackenzie.
Chloe ran inside completely forgetting her attire and sat down the back. An old lady raised her eyebrows in shock at Chloe and moved over. "This is why I'm glad Jaycee is a girly girl and wears respectable clothing." She muttered, stroking a blonde, Jaycees, head.
Chloe's eyes widened and Jaycee mouthed talk after. Chloe nodded and turned her confused head back to the Priest. "Now we will ask Brynn Rumfallo to read Mackenzies eulogy." Chloe's eyes widened Maddie never mentioned that they were friends.
Brynn was wearing a simple black dress and her hair was down but her bangs were pinned back. "Hello. My name is Brynn Rumfallo and Mackenzie and I were very close friends and I-I-" she burst into tears and a sad murmur went through the church. "Sorry. This is just so unexpected. Where was I at? Oh yes.
"Mackenzie was born on the 11th of October, 2003. She was a tiny baby weighing 3.12pounds. My mother and Melissa were in the same room for labour and Mackenzie and I were born on the same day, same hour, same time. That's how we knew we were going to be best friends." It'd be awkward for the mothers as they've seen each other's- Chloe you're like, disgusting. Just stop.
Chloe rolled her eyes and and continued listening. "She was always a happy, healthy and active girl. She loved sports and meeting new people until her anxiety got worse until she could barely get to the front door. But she kept on going, and that's what made her a fighter. I love you Kenzieboo, you didn't deserve to die so soon. I hope you'll be singing up in heaven."
Bryn rushed down to her seat and grabbed her tissues. Chloe's heart went out to the poor girl. The priest stood up and called up Melissa to do Maddie eulogy. "I'm sorry if this is has any mistakes but this entire situation is a mistake. So, here goes:
"Maddie Ziegler was born on October 3rd 2001 in St. George hospital which was were my mum and I were born. And in two years, Mackenzie was born there to. Maddie was a nightmare of a child; never eating or sleeping, but she was adorable. When she was about three, we introduced her to t.v and she became obsessed with Dora the explorer so much in fact, that we had to get rid of Austar.
"When she was about six years old, the nightmare stage ended and she was a very straight kid with high standards. She worked hard in school and would be upset if she got under 95%. Then, when Greg and I were beginning to fight a lot, she stopped caring. She cut her skirts shorter, the sleeves off her shirts and made it all look horribly grown up. She hadn't gotten her period so it looked funny.
"I blame myself every single day for that entire situation. But I guess it was for the best as she stopped putting pressure on herself and became more funny. Then when Greg and I got a divorce," Melissa wiped the escaping tear coming out of her eye, "that's when it got worse. She began lighting small fires in others backyards, spray painting cars, but I overheard her saying stealing was crossing the line.
"But with this acts, came a better fashion sense. She didn't dress as, sl*ttish, I should say, but with more black clothing and she never, ever, took off that damn red bandana. But at the start of the year, a couple weeks back to school, she acted haunted, scared even, and nobody knew why. Then she started becoming nicer at home and apologising to those she'd done bad to. And then, Mackenzie-" Melissa stopped and cried.
"Mackenzie was murdered by the same people Maddie was. The same as Kendall Vertes and Paige Hyland. And the same as Christi Lukasiak." Chloe felt faint. Did anyone see me open the vault? Did they look inside to? No way! They all just realised she was gone and assumed. Nobody would want to follow you!
By this point, Chloe rushed out of the church with Jaycee right on her heels.
{ boom! That's who was in the vault a couple of chapters ago... so yeah! Please vote, comment and follow me! And also check out my other story project: murder xx }
