Chapter 3: You Can't Escape the Dead

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Chapter 3: You Can’t Escape the Dead

Destiny POV:

The iron smell was overwhelming and I was still in complete and utter shock from the fact the Grace was, well, dead. Even the tiny buzz on the floor rang through my whole body. Kayley and I looked down cautiously at her vibrating phone. Seth had been calling Kayley and at this point, I didn’t want to know why.

“Don’t answer it,” I said as she was bending down to pick it up.

“Why not? It’s just Seth.”

“Are you blind?!” I yelled in frustration. “Grace is d-e-a-d. She is literally pulled apart and dismembered! One of our best friends has been murdered!”

“That doesn’t give me a good reason to not answer the phone. What if it is something important?”

I was going to be yanking out my hair pretty soon but before I could retaliate by saying something like, “more important than this?” I heard a distinct click coming from downstairs. Was somebody trying to get out and escape from getting caught? Or was somebody trying to get in to finish what they started? All I know is that I was going to find out who it was whether Kayley was with me or not.

It must have been the adrenaline rushing through my body that made me remember that Grace loved baseball.

“Find Grace’s baseball bat,” I whisper-yelled at Kayley. Thankfully, she was paying more attention to our current situation than her phone.

We rummaged through Grace’s closet and found nothing. We both look warily at Grace’s bed with her corpse on it and hesitantly searched under the bed. Holding my breath while crawling under her double bed, after about five minutes of searching blindly, I finally found her iron baseball bat.

Kayley and I made our way down the creaking stairs. Halfway down the stairs I saw a shadow coming our way and froze abruptly. Kayley crashed into me from my sudden stop and knocked my arms, making me lose my balance and hit the picture frame beside us causing it to come smashing down to the ground, shattering the glass.

“What was that?” I let out the breath I was holding. It just Grace’s parents... IT JUST GRACE’S PARENTS! Obliviously, Kayley  was thinking the same because simultaneously we turned and sprinted up the stairs back into Grace’s bedroom. Panting as we silently closed her door behind us, we both looked at Grace and saw something that wasn’t there before. Almost imperceptibly, something yellow was barely sticking out of the hole in her chest. Right where her heart was.

A shiver ran through my body and without noticing the baseball bat slipped out of my hands and landed ungracefully on the floor. That was our cue for us both to get out of here, obliviously Grace’s parents had heard the sound, seen the smashed picture, and were making their way up here right now. Running towards the window, Kayley snatched the bloody note and stuffed it into her pocket. Jumping out of the window, landing on their spiky bush and as quietly as possible got out of the tangle of branches and bolted.

Back at our house, everything seemed more eerie than usual. It was silent as we ran home only hearing the sound of our shoes banging the pavement for two blocks. We didn’t even dare to look back.  Who knew what the note meant. And who knew somebody to be so cruel to murder someone as nice and fun as Grace. And the most haunting question... why?

We sprinted upstairs into my bedroom, since Kayley’s was a mess, and sat down onto my blue and purple comforter which wasn’t very comforting now. My heart couldn’t have been beating any faster. Then Kayley pulled the note out of her pocket and with shaky hands started to open the note. Just as the print started to appear, Kayley dropped the note onto the carpet.

“What? Why aren’t you opening it Kayley?” I asked bending down to pick up the note.

“I – I can’t. We shouldn’t be messing with things we don’t understand. What if this was meant for Grace’s parents? Huh? We can’t give it back now, they’ll know we broke into their house...”

Good point. But what if it said something really important? It can’t go ignored and unnoticed.

“Okay, yeah, maybe. But what if it’s something really important, that somebody was meant to know?”

“Well, then, you open it,” Kayley said challengingly to get my heart racing even more.

“Fine. I will,” as I said that and started to open the note I didn’t realize that I should’ve listened to Kayley because that was the worst mistake of my life that would result in an aftermath that would ruin both our lives.

“Poor Grace never did have time to clean her face now did she?”

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 The song fo this chapter: It Ends Tonight by The All American Rejects

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