School without Veronica was torture.
I didn't realize how much I needed her. I could barely function all day. Everything seemed so unimportant to me. I just wanted to get out of here and back to the hospital.
Lunch rolled around and all I could do was stare at my food. Martha sat across from me and sighed. "Cmon Heather, look on the bright side! Without Veronica here, you can focus on school work!
I sigh. That's not a bright side at all. "Thanks, Martha." I say anyway. All she wants to do is help.
The rest of lunch is Martha talking to me, and me giving back shitty one-word answers.
The bell rings and I head to my next class. Almost immediately, I receive a text from Mrs Sawyer.
Hey Heather, sorry for the short notice, but my father passed away. He lived up in Canada, so me and my husband are heading up there for about a week, probably a little longer. Please keep an eye on Veronica while we're gone.
I am absolutely dumbfounded. I think I'm in some sort of state of shock. It's like the gears in my head spontaneously combusted and nothing works anymore. I respond.
That's horrible! I'm sorry for your loss. I promise to watch Veronica.
The rest of the day was like a fever dream. Everything seemed wrong. I couldn't look anyone in the eyes because I felt like if I did, something bad would happen. I don't think that I have anyone left in the school I can trust.
I can't wait for school to get out, I absolutely need to see Veronica.
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"What the fuck do you mean 'she's not here'?!" I shout angrily at the nurse.
The nurse looks at me apologetically. "I told you, a police officer came and took her home. She was discharged this morning."
"And what did this officer look like?" I ask, having a hunch to who it was.
The nurse thought for a moment before responding, "Brown trench coat, black hair. Seemed kind of sly."
Bingo. It was JD.
At this point I was fucking fuming. I storm out of the hospital and hit Veronica's number. No answer.
Now even more pissed, I punch in JD's number. There's a click on the other end, signifying someone picked up. It's silent for a moment before he says, "Greetings and salutations, Chandler."
"Where the fuck is Veronica?" I ask sternly.
He chuckles. "Straight to the point, huh Red?"
"Answer the fucking question before I call the cops."
"Ooo, feeling excitable today, are we?" He chuckles again. "The police are a bad idea, Red. I've already tapped your phone. I see and hear every call you make or receive from any phone."
"Fuck you," I say angrily.
He continues. "Veronica is safe. You can't have her."
"JD, I'm going to kill you!" I shout at my phone. He hangs up.
I don't know how to feel anymore. My whole world just died. The one thing-- the one person I love is gone. I don't know whether to scream or cry or both.
But, I suppose one thing is for certain.
JD is going down.
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FanfictionBlue. Veronica was blue. She hadn't thought twice about the color until Heather assigned it to her that day in the bathroom. Blue was loyalty, trust, responsibility, truth. Heather was red. Red- anger, demonic, but also romantic and intense. Red. Pa...
