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Chapter 13 ***
Kim combed and combed her hair, she wore her favourite outfit - a gorgeous black skirt her mother used to wear and a blue and white shirt. Today was the day she'd do it. The day she finally cracked.
She cycled on the small gravelly path that lead to a bay of boats, just outside Greendale. Jagged rocks and salty air hit against the grass and Kim felt at home. She pranced around and her phone played sets of bass and sultry, feminine voices that made her heart tighten - this is what made her happy.
As the clock struck two o'clock, she stepped closer to the edge of the cliff and smiled. Her hands swirling around and her hair blowing around as though she was a goddess.
The greasy haired boy watched from afar, in pure awe and amazement. Her carefree attitude, her beauty and her badass nature made him feel tingly and odd. It made him feel bubbly and it made him want to smile all the time.
Perhaps if he'd chosen a better life for him and his family, since it was so clear that he was going to spend the next four decades washing cars and kissing Northsider ass. And he didn't like that. So with an anchor like Kim, he felt as though he could heal his way back into her life and he could forgive himself.
None of this could be possible however, if Kim killed herself.
He realised that she was getting dangerously close to the edge and he made the mistake of running towards her, screaming her name. But the wind overpowered his limp voice and he outstretched a hand for the girl.
The wind whipped and whistled and it was getting harder to move, Kim was now half on, half off the ledge. Just like that, a black shadow scooped her out and she made no effort to pull away. She stayed calm and breathed slowly.
It was obvious to onlookers that this was the one and only black hood. The one who had tormented Elizabeth Cooper, the one who had fooled the sheriff and murdered almost nearly ten people and his blood churned at the thought of this. And now he had a threatening arm around Kim.
"Get the fuck away from her you moron" he yelled.
The man squinted his eyes and edged closer. He got closer and closer until the pistol was held up against Sweet Pea's shaking forehead.
"L-let go of her you asshole. Or I'll yell and scream until the fucking cops come and bust your ass" his fists curled up and rattled and his lip trembled.
The man only nodded slightly and threw him the girl. But he still had the gun pressed against the poor boy's head.
"Please, leave him alone" Kim choked through.
Soon, the mystery shooter had his finger on the trigger.
Bang!
However it did not hit Sweet Pea's forehead but the shoulder of Fangs Fogarty.
"Fangs! What the hell?"
The other did not respond. And the taller boy's face scrunched up as he clutched onto the boy and yelled for someone to call the police.
The black hood ran and ran and ran out of Greendale and into Riverdale until the wind could no longer catch up with him.
Meanwhile, Kim had taken this opportunity to run over the ledge...
And to fall right into a pit of blue and green and brown. Only did her love realise when he heard a thump. And he screamed out all his emotions and how unfair God had been on him and how nothing gold could stay in his life, or anyone's for a matter of fact!
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"Kim? Kim!" He yelled from the cliff as he sobbed.
"Don't do this to me, I love you! Don't you get it?"
but the poor girl's head and heart had already shattered to the floor.
++++ Not finished yet! Sorry I'm in a really sad mood and the suspense lives on. Sorry if you didn't like this and we'll have to see in chapter 14 to see what happens. The black hood is finally in the story!
You guys probably hate me for this. Once again I'm sorry but like I fucking hate my life and honestly this story was heavily written under the influence of Milky Chance's "Loveland" and "heal" by Tom Odell.
- Lola x
P.S - no one knew that I'd turn the shooting on Fangs so...
