CHAPTER 13: HEART KILLER

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CHAPTER THIRTEEN
MAYA'S POV

SOMETIMES, people have to move on. They have to move on from the horrible past because... that's life. Life moves on without you. I know it has for me.

I dropped out of the Crime & Justice class. My passion for law just went away ever since my dad told me he killed my mom. God.

Amber and I are very close friends. I built a trust for her.

"Okay, so what are you wearing?" Amber asks, looking through my closet.

I get off my bed and walk over to her. "To what?"

"The party tomorrow, come on! It's thanksgiving week! At least have fun!" She begs. "Please, Maya?"

I let out a big sigh, then finally give in, "Okay, fine. But, I wanna know where."

"Okay, Cameron Dallas's house." She tells me.

I give her an impressed face. "Fine, I'll go."

"But, only for the drinks." I add on.

Amber squeals, "well, we're going to the mall today!"

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"How about this one?" Amber says holding up a zebra print dress, I cringe at that dress, "Do you think I would wear that... an animal died for that dress.."

Amber looks at it, and cringes, "yeah, never mind." she puts the dress back on the rack.

I look around and a pair of orange boots, in a far distance catches my eye, I got to it, and grab it in my size, Amber pops up behind me. "Those? What is going to match those... cone shoes?"

"You'll see." I wink at her, and walk towards the cashier, and bought these shoes.

We get back home, and Amber tells me the party starts at 7 tomorrow, and I should get my ass ready by 6:30 sharp, because she was going to pick me up.

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For once, this day didn't suck. Amber and I spent the day together, went on a little shopping spree, found some boots that was way out of my comfort zone. And no drama! Nada! I can finally... relax.

I throw my feet on my coffee table, put my hands behind my head, and lay back and watch "The Vampire Diaries." [ a/n: shamless promo, once again... you should read "Cold Heart Killer" based on the Vampire Diaries :))) ]

At the intense part, the door bell rings. "You got to be kidding me." I groan. I paused the show and walked over to the door. I opened it and it revealed, Lilly.

"What could you possibly want now?" I ask, very coldly.

"Just some answers." She replies.

"Like what?" I ask, leaning my hip on the door frame, as I hold the door, close.

"About Grayson."

I scoff, "I know, nothing about Grayson. Now if you excuse me. I'm going back to chilling on my couch, and watching netflix." I then, slam the door on her face locking it and going back what I do best, watching netflix.

LILLY'S POV

I dial a number on my phone, "Do it. Now." I hang up and leave Maya's house.

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