Chapter Nine:

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Today was great.

You were sick and Helen couldn't stop thinking about what happened last night--Ugh, it even distracted him from drawing.

He did suppose he needed to eat.

He grabbed the plastic fork, shoveling a shit-ton of food from his tray, although before he could take a bit, the sudden ding of his phone prevented him.

He grabbed it from his bag, noticing that he had recieved a message from Tom.

Tom: Come meet me on the roof after lunch. We need to talk, please don't ask me why.

He was a little confused at first, but didn't think much of it and quickly responded.

Helen: Okay.

He waited for lunch to end, and gathered his thing's.

Upon making his way to the roof, he noticed Tom.

"Hey Tom! What's up, friend?." He questioned, walking toward's him, giving a wave.

"Um... I have something to say...something important...," He replied.

"Remember the watch thieving incident?."

"Of course....why?."

"I was the culprit,"

Helen froze.

"I stole Judy's watch and framed you."

"Why did you do that?" Helen muttered, locking eye's with the ground.

He thought Tom was his friend?

"With you as the new target, my life would've been much better," Tom sighed.

"That's why I did it. Helen, I'm sorry--."

Even with an apology, he felt anger boil inside him.

Before he knew it, thing's happened.

Helen shoved Tom, and Tom shoved Helen back.

They began to fight, although it was nothing serious.

He went to grab Tom's collar--

But he fell.

"Holy shit!." Helen gasped, immediately attempting to grab Tom's hand--

But he couldn't.

It slipped.

Not even minutes later, the shriek's of the people below rang through his ears

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