Chapter 8- Katie's story

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Katie drew in a deep, shaky breath, before she started.

"My message doesn't sound as bad as any of yours, and sounds innocent, but it's worse than you think. You see, it all started with my ex, Joshua. I found out that he was "in love" with someone else and practically started dating her before dumping me. About a year before dumping me. I was really annoyed when I found out. So annoyed that I wanted to make him pay. Bad."

Katie started to shake. She wasn't cold, uneasy.
"I can't"
"Yes. You can. It's ok. We're here for you. We won't tell anyone. Our secret."
Katie took a long, hard stare at Courtney, but eventually breathed in again and started, once more.

"Ok. I wanted revenge. Bad. So, I arranged a meeting with him. I asked him to meet me at a restaurant. We met up and ordered food. I asked him how life was and who he was seeing. Kylie Arch-Miller!! Can you believe it?!"
"No way! Really?!" Exclaimed Hanna.
"Enough with the sarcasm. Go on"

"So we sat down and I asked to go to the bathroom. And, you remember when I stayed behind on Chem class? I asked how to make poison. When I got home, I practised making poison and practised on rats. It finally worked, after 20 hundred try's. So, I got it out and walked back, hiding it in my palm. He said that he needed to go so went. I seized my chance, and tipped it on his dinner. It was a weak poison, one that started taking effect after 1 hour. He came back and we ate. He paid and went on his date for dessert. We agreed to never speak of the dinner again. My request. He then got ill. Really ill. Almost died. But didn't. Told you I was good! But, when I found out, I got really worried. I vowed not to speak of it again. I was really sorry" tears streamed down Katie's face as she recalled the memory.

"It's ok, Kate. It's just us"
"Ya. It's was a pretty cool thing you did. I know who to come to for revenge now, don't I!?" All the girls laughed with delight.

But the truth isn't over...

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