"Think, long and hard, conjure her up in your mind. What would she say -"
"W-What's her final statement to a...cold, uncaring planet?"
'Jesus Christ.'
'Jesus Christ.'
'She's dead, she's really, truly, completely...dead. We've - I've -'
'Shit.'
'Shit.'
"Jesus - I just killed my best friend," panting, gasping, near hysteria.
The thrill of it, synapses firing, nerves on fire, pulse racing - and God does it feel so good.
"And your worst enemy."
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HEATHER
FanfictionBased on the lyrics of "Me Inside of Me" from Heathers, the Musical, this story is told through the points of view of those present at the death of Heather Chandler.
