Rachel's POV
"Willow," I looked her in the eyes. "Promise me you won't tell anything to my parents. Dean will mature and realize what he's doing is wrong. We could also just ignore him."
She raised her eyebrows, then shook her head. "Rachel, I have to tell your parents about Dean. Ignoring an issue won't make it go away."
"I'll talk to Dean, so he knows how we feel."
Willow released me and shook her head. "Unbelievable," She groaned. "Even after all this time, after many hurtful and homophobic comments, you're still not doing anything."
I looked away. "I just don't want any drama."
"If you're willing to live like that, be my guest. But that doesn't mean I have to take all those insults." Willow then wanted to go back inside, but I stopped her.
"What are you going to do?"
"I'm going to tell your parents," She then forcefully pulled her hands back and went to the door of my bedroom. Realizing the door was still locked, she came back relatively fast. "Open up that door."
"No," I crossed my arms. "We can't tell them."
"Why are you making such a big deal out of this? We just have to inform your parents, that's it!"
I groaned. "Why are you making a big deal out of this? If it's not that big a deal, then we can ignore it."
"Ignoring an issue won't make it go away, Rachel!" Willow then took a deep breath, trying to calm down. "Rachel," She started, she was trying to sound calm and collected but I knew she wasn't. "Open that door."
"No." I simply answered.
"Ok." Willow then took a hold of the balcony and carefully climbed over it, as she had done many times before.
I gasped, I hadn't thought of that. "Willow, stay." I got a hold of her arm. "You can't go."
"Let go of my arm!" Willow started pulling back. "I need it."
"Please don't tell them."
Willow started pulling more forcefully. "Someone has to do something," She groaned. "Nothing will change if we don't speak up."
"Let's talk about this, make up a plan." I pulled her back, but she was pulling away. "We have to use the right words."
"Excuses, Rachel." She pulled more and, with her other hand, started pushing me away. She wanted to create some distance between us. "Let go, Rach! This isn't safe."
"Don't go, don't force this upon me." I started sniffling.
Out of nowhere, Willow found new strength and started pulling harder, but in doing so, I released her.
It all happened in the blink of an eye. One moment she was with me, the other moment she was on the ground. Her body laying in a puddle of blood, her eyes were open wide and looked in horror at me.
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- Present day -
Luke's POV
"It never should've happened," Rachel looked down, sniffling. "It was an accident, a stupid accident." She paused as she wiped some tears off her face. "Whenever I'm at my balcony, I still see Willow laying there on the ground, looking at me."
Tina and I were shocked. I think neither of us knew what to do or what to say. What do you say to someone who tells you this story?
Tina gulped before slowly taking a hold of one of Rachel's hands. "It's ok," She caressed it slowly. "It's going to be ok." She then looked at me.
I looked down. "I understand your behavior, in your story." I looked up and saw Rachel look at me. "I had the same attitude towards Blair."
Rachel slowly nodded. "That's why I was so angry at you," She looked down. "Because I recognized myself in you." She started crying again.
Tina went to her aid, pulling her in for a hug.
I looked at Willow, who looked angrier than before. She didn't feel bad or upset, seeing Rachel like this obviously didn't mean anything to her.
"I get that you're angry at Rachel, Willow." I started, to which Tina and Rachel looked at Willow. "But it was indeed an accident."
Willow then looked at me. "An accident?" She stomped closer. "An accident is something that you couldn't have seen happening, but this wasn't that. Rachel held me, preventing me from safely climbing down." She pointed at Rachel. "If she hadn't made this situation into a big deal, nothing would've happened. She should've opened the door, or let me climb down safely. Instead, she decided to start pulling at me."
"I didn't want you to go, you should've listened." Rachel sniffled. "And why would you even climb down a balcony."
"Oh please!" Willow huffed. "I've done that a million times before that. You released me."
"Because you pulled."
"You should never have locked us in your room to begin with!" Willow shouted loudly. "You killed me, and you'll pay for that."
"I already paid for that!"
Willow shook her head and looked away. "You have no idea what you did to me." She then gulped. I think she was having a hard time keeping her emotions at bay.
"I'm sorry for what I did that day, I never - "
"You didn't want to fight for us, so you killed me." Willow came closer. "You then made up an excuse towards our parents, so you wouldn't have to own up to your mistake, and I bet you still haven't told them about Dean!" Willow then sat down on my bed as well, she looked down. "You broke my mom, with me gone she was left alone."
Rachel's eyes filled up with tears once more. "I'm sorry, what more can I do?"
Willow looked up, revealing she had been crying too. "You could've visited her! After you all buried me, no one checked up on my mom. Everyone left her alone, with her grief!"
Rachel looked down.
"Do you know how hard it was for me?" Willow sniffled. "Seeing my mom cry day in, day out. I wasn't able to comfort her, I wasn't able to show myself to her." Willow looked down, crying. "I had to see her suffer."
I wrapped my arms around Willow, comforting her.
Rachel looked at Willow, her face was painted with sadness and guilt. "I'm sorry. I'll make it up to you."
Willow then looked at Rachel. "You can't." Willow then got up, wiping away her tears. She walked to the window. "I'll come back tomorrow. But I don't want to see Rachel anymore." She then left, through the window.
Tina and I looked at Rachel, who looked devastated. "I'm sorry. I really am." She cried in Tina's arms while my thoughts went back to Willow. Knowing this new information, raised even more questions for me.
How did she come back to our world? Why did she come back? Where does she go when she disappears? And most importantly, why did she go to Blair?
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I spy with my little eye (Sequel to 'Invisible')
Mystery / ThrillerSequel to 'Invisible'. Blair's letter and picture left many questions with her family and Rachel. Why did she suffer so much? Who was to blame? And who is Willow?