Cold Water Scream Brooke Maddox [COMPLETED SEQUEL OUT]

Epilogue

The day of Sierra Fletcher's funeral was ironically sunny. Although, nothing about it was bright. Just like Sierra, the event was dark, almost too dark to the contrasting sunshine in the bright blue sky. As requested, Sierra's coffin was buried with her guitar and her favorite cut vest with some ripped jeans and boots. Her casket was sent to "Into The Ocean" by her favorite band Blue October.

As expected, her father had arranged for someone to speak about her life and then followed with his own piece on his daughter. He even let Brooke talk, her speech was heartfelt. Almost making everyone in the room feel for her, almost. Emma knew Brooke cheated on her soon to be step sister. She was the last to speak about Sierra which lead to another sobbing match from her. She couldn't handle all this death anymore.

As for the actual burial, it was silent after everyone spoke, watching the girls coffin going lower and lower until it hit the bottom and the dirt covered the black coffin. Nathanial almost had the service called off since there was no body, until Maggie convinced him otherwise.

Poor Maggie, having to visit the crime scene to see her boyfriends daughter's blood, in the cold warehouse. They looked everywhere for her body in any place they thought it might be, nothing came up in any nearby hospitals. No one could describe how shocked they were when the news got out. Everyone assumed she had took another trip somewhere and she'd come back. They were so wrong.

Noah on the other hand, was numb. He lost Riley, Zoey and now he lost his friend, they weren't as close as he and Audrey were, but the news still got to him. Audrey had attended the funeral to support her best friend. Even she had to admit that she felt a little disheartened at the death of the Fletcher girl, Sierra had always been there for Audrey to lash out on, but that wasn't what Audrey would miss, she would miss Sierra being Noah's go to when Audrey was busy. She would even miss the way Sierra stood up for what she believed in.

Stavo was guilty, it was evident on his face that he felt bad. He liked Sierra, she was cool and she loved his art. So to remember her, he included her in his graphic novel as he did with everyone, keeping her as the total badass that he thought she was. He even made her death look a little better by acting as if she fought back. He just wanted her to know he was sorry for sleeping with Brooke.

Brooke, Brooke was a mess. She thought she couldn't cry anymore, but she was so wrong. She felt bad for what she did to Sierra. She couldn't stop watching the video that the killer had sent two days after she went missing. That's how she finally came to the conclusion that her girlfriend had died and they had so much to live for, the words "I love you" played in her mind at night when she couldn't sleep, even worse when she saw Sierra sitting in the corner of her bedroom, not speaking, just sitting and watching with her infamous smirk. She had lost her best friend, Jake and now she lost the girl that gave her everything. She felt so stupid, but how could she tell her that she was caught up in her feelings for Stavo as well as Sierra? Brooke was a confusing person and she made that promise to herself that she would stop that.

As for Kieran, he excused himself during the speeches. Emma had assumed that he needed time since he had watched his father being buried, but that really wasn't the case. The truth is, once Kieran got behind one of the many tress placed around the cemetery; he smirked to himself, a proud, sly smirk that said he was happy for yet another kill, even remembering the blood running down her neck and out the corners of her mouth, the way her body twitched against the restraints and on the chair. Hearing her gasping for her last breaths of air. It made him feel alive, like the high that Sierra had gotten from heroin. Although, part of him felt angered, angry that the body was missing. That must have meant that she was alive. Or maybe she crawled so far and died, then some animal might have gotten hold of her body. After he composed himself, he sat back with Emma and continued plotting his next murders.

Or so they thought.

What they didn't know was that Sierra had escaped, she found herself awake in a nearby hospital, covered in a gown

"Where am I?" Her voice rasped and her throat ached.
"In the hospital, you got quite far. You're lucky to be alive. Whoever attacked you missed major arteries."
Sierra sighed in relief whilst the doctor wrote down in his notes.

"Name?"
"Wilson, Wilson McQueen."