It All Started In Paris

**Charlottes point of view

After I have signed her in, I run to the ward the nurse told me she would be. I ask around and almost immediately get a specific room number. I run to it and burst inside. Naomi is lifeless, and her baby isn't crying. The doctor forced me outside and tells me there has been 'complications'. The baby didn't make it, I don't even want to think about how upset Naomi is. I think that until he tells me that my bestfriend has fell into a coma. I can't see her either because they have to run tests. I can't leave her at the hospital by herself though. So I decided to sit in the waiting room, I wait longer then we had to wait for the Uber. It feels like I am there forever and even though I can't rest my mind I feel myself slipping into a dream. I dream that everyone is okay and that we will be back in Paris everyone safe and sound. But I hate Paris because that is where Amy died I can't bear to think about this right now. I try to rest because when Naomi wakes up I want to be wide-awake to speak to her.
I am awoke by the feeling of my phone buzzing in my pocket. It is from Ethan, how could anyone be texting me from Ethan's phone? I open the text
and what it says horrifies me.
Who is laughing now bitch? So glad she is out of my way.
I can't believe this, my worst thoughts had become a reality. Then I am quickly distracted by doctors running into Naomi's room, I then hear the flatline. The doctors are shouting clear. I can't believe this has happened. I have lost everyone, absolutely everything. I have no one, and it was all down to one person. I already have nothing, so I have nothing to lose. I pull out my phone and text:
Be at my house in 30 minutes bitch! That is if you aren't scared you psychopath.
I walk back home, I didn't think to call an uber. I am shaking, am I about to meet the person that killed everyone I care about. My legs are shaking and I don't know what I have just gotten myself into? I breathe in and out just like Naomi's pregnancy breathing methods and I can't believe this is really happening. I just break down crying I fall onto my knees. What if this person is planning on killing me, what if they are planning on this to happen? Did they just kill Naomi?
I walk into the freezing cold house in my pyjamas from last night. I have a banging headache and can't see properly because my eyes are full of tears. Although I can tell that someone wearing a purple jumper and black jeans is sitting on my couch. I wipe my eyes to see smartyarse Sarah. " OMG, Sarah. It was you? You bitch! I hate you so much! You killed everyone I ever cared about! I always knew you were crazy! Why did you do it?" I scream.
"Why wouldn't I do it? You and your friends tortured me since second grade. You made my life a living hell and now I have sent all of yous to hell!" She screams back.
"You haven't sent me, but you are going to jail. The cops will be here any moment! You need to get out, or you will be caught! You are a murderer!" I cry.
Little did I know that they were the last words I would ever say. Suddenly everything went black. I wish we never went to Paris.

Because it all stared in Paris.