Living Dead | Onhold

Chapter three

I opened my eyes and immediately embraced Milton."Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry Milton!"

"Why are you sorry? You didn't do anything."

"That's just it!" I didn't realise i was crying. "My friends and sister were bullying you and all I did was sit back and laugh."

"At least Nicholas did something." He shrugged.

"Yeah, I guess."

"Don't worry Ms Berry. It gets better."

"It does?" I wiped my tears and he nodded, not showing any remorse. Typical Milton.

Reality hit me in the face again when I realised that in my backyard and now detectives were all over the place. "Either she jumped off the roof, fell, or somebody pushed her." Said one of the detectives to the others and they nodded. "What do you think detective Annabelle?" He asked one of them.

"I don't think she jumped. I mean, it was the girl's birthday... why would she wanna kill herself? I highly think she got pushed off the roof. Question is,  who pushed her?"

"But what if she jumped?"

"Then she was cuckoo." She shook her head. "Okay everyone listen up! This is a hard one. Well, kinda." She faked a laugh. "Well then, we're going to ask all of y'all a few questions to unscramble this one okay?"

Everyone nodded. "We'll start with Justin."

Justin went in, and then Alex went, followed by Rachel, Troye, Kurt and Calvin. I just sat next to Nicky, stroking my own thumb... just the way he used to stroke mine.

"Next up, Camilla Richards!"

"It's Berry. Camilla Berry." She corrected the detective.

"Yeah sure little missy."

This time around, I also went in with them.

"So Ms Berry, where were you last night?" Detective Annabelle started.

"I was here... partying with everybody else... duuh."

"Okay... what's your relationship with Me Alisson Berry?"

Tears filled Camilla's eyes. "We're sisters."

"Step sisters? Half sisters?" I think it was a trick question.

"Half sisters."

"You're more or less the same age... how's that?"

"Look detective, ask questions that I can answer. I don't know why we're more or less the same age! You'll have to ask my parents!"

"Al-righty then." She nodded and wrote something down. "Do you drink?"

"Yes."

"But you're underage..."

"I know that." She rolled her eyes.

She had always had an attitude problem. But i didn't love her any less.

"Do you also smoke?"