It's Raining Blood and Revenge

····The Queen····

····The Queen····

   I knew I was wrong, but I didn't have the guts to admit it. Just exactly when had my bullying made me feel bad? Just when I was getting attached to Winter, it had been me who blew it up. God, how stupid can you get, Mallory?

{~}

   "Mallory," Damian suddenly raised his voice after a moment of silence of me not talking. I glanced up at him and met eyes with his glaring gaze. "I didn't know you were always this childish." he said. I glared at him.

   "I'm not." I snapped back.

   "Then apologize to Winter." he demanded. I scrunched up my face and grimaced.

   "No way.." I said back. Damian rolled his eyes.

   "You are so... stubborn! Your arrogance is going to be the end of you, Mallory--only if you don't apologize to Winter," Damian grunted. I stared at him sharply. "She was really hurt by what you said. I mean, she was just trying to help."

   "I don't need her help." I said, but I was wrong and it was all a lie. Winter was the only person who as willing to dig deeper into Audrey's case without a bargain. She probably didn't even care if she was questioned by the police because I brought her into this case. Maybe it was just the way she was. A nice person. A generous, thoughtful person. And the fact hat I'm saying this from a free mind, it definitely sounds like I'm confessing. Eugh, gross.

   "You're a damn liar." Damian snapped at me. I bit my lip and narrowed my eyes at him. These kind of conversations were really aggravating, but I still loved Damian. What a weird relationship..

   "I'm not lying about the fact that I don't need her help. I can do this by myself."

   "But without Winter, you'd just be going in circles while staying in square one." Damian said. I rolled my eyes.

   "Then I'll uncover square one until there's nothing left to circle around." I announced as I stood up in my seat and walked away, but the feeling still lingered. Loneliness? Or perhaps, guilt?

{~}

   "Winter," I called out while I exhaled my breath. The small red head turned around and her eyes widened when she saw me. I gulped and tried to find the words to say, which were beneath the lump in my throat. "I-I..."

   "What are you doing down here?" she asked.

   Its now or never, Mallory.

   "Look Winter, I'm really sorry about the other day. I shouldn't have yelled at you like that. I was just... really irritated and I lashed out at you... which was wrong." I blurted out in one breath. Winter stared at me blankly. It made me three times more nervous. "W-Well? Say something!"

   "Oh my... cram crackers!" Winter gasped. My eyebrows touched. Cram crackers? Does this girl even know how to cuss? Well, except for that one time she called me a bitch, but nevermind that.

   "What?" I asked.

   "Why'd you have to apologize now?!" Winter yelled at me. She was yelling at me because I apologized? This girl is twisted.

   "So... I'm guessing that you're still mad. I understand completely--"

   "No!" she screeched in panic. I flinched at her raised voice. "I'm really happy that you apologized, and I'm hoping we can stay friends, but why did you have to apologize.... now?" Winter emphasized.

   "What do you mean?" I asked. Winter glanced behind me and gasped. I started to slowly turn my head when a figure past by me like a shadow.

   "I'm here, Winter! You wanted to talk about something?" the person said. Not just any person. A girl. Not just any girl. The sight of her made me want to tear apart the world and punch the devil. Her name made my blood boil.

   Her name was Charlie Winston.