Rivalry

Chapter 8

-Liz's POV-

I need serious help. Not only has a serial killer been threatening my family, but I haven't told anyone about it. But then again....... Who in their right mind would believe me? Not Jacob, probably not mom, and DEFINITELY not the police.

And geez.... what about Cassie? Why is a murderer after her? And why can't he find out stuff about her himself? What will happen when he comes back? What will he do when he has enough information-

I steady myself with a sigh. I need to at least TRY staying calm. Worrying is just going to make me even more distracted. Being distracted is just going to make me more oblivious to everything.

I ready myself for school, trying to decide on an action plan. I feel like Cassie needs to know what's going on. She's in some serious danger.

A quick breakfast and goodbye to my mother and I'm off to school. Heck... Now that I realize it, school is more safe than my home right now. Plus, there's a horde of students. That'd keep a killer away, right? I hope so.... I cross my fingers, praying that Cassie will be at school today. We need to figure this out.

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-Cassie's POV-

Yet again, my mother is the one who has to get me out the door. I kinda feel for her, but I can't help it...the air in my house is just unexplainable. It feels heavy, as if it's lead.

Very unsettling indeed.

I walk into school, hair a mess and clothes the same ones I wore a few days ago. At least I still have my phone.

I turn it on as I walk and look down at it. I gasp. The screen is plain white. No lettering, nothing normal, just white.

I tap on it to try and get it to work and suddenly, very realistic blood seems to cover the white, running down the virtual white wall.

I feels a shiver of dread go down my spine as I realize it spells out three letters through the dribbles, too close to perfect to be a coincidence.

B-E-N.

I am so fucking done with this. Just so fucking done.

I try turning off my phone and it doesnt turn off. I sigh and shove it in my backpack as I walk. Looks like I'll have no music to listen to on my walk this time.

I reach school and head to my locker. I slowly realize that Liz is standing next to my locker, trying to grab my attention. I sigh.

"The fu-frick you want?" I mumble at her without meaning to mumble.

"Shut up and listen. I need help, and you're the only one who can help me."

"Since when was I Obi-Wan-Kenobi and you Princess Leia?"

"Nice reference, but..." she lowers her voice to a hiss, "it involves a murderer after our families, Cassie."

And that's the moment that the world froze.

A murderer was after me? Another one, or is it just the one already killing me?

Whichever one it is, Liz is dragging me towards an empty classroom.