blood pool

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I stood on the branch. The goat duck taped. I grabbed my knife and looked down. I saw Riot out of the pool on her phone. I slit its throat and stomach and threw it in the pool. People freaking out and running out of the pool. 

I smiled and watched my work take place. Riot got up and ran to the wall. She knew my plan. She helped me plan this. 

I saw gunshots go nearby head. I fell to the side, I grabbed onto the branch. I felt a pain in my leg. 

I groaned and dropped myself. I got up when I heard feet coming this way. I climbed up the tree. I heard something hit the ground. I looked at my old phone. "Shit" I whispered. They ran over. I climbed higher. "It has her phone." Ashley barked. 

"Because it is Rose" Riot started. "She died! Police shot her" Andy argued. "She switched the body with a different girl. The only reason she was going at you guys was that she wanted to see you and protect all of us." She explained. "What about Angle, wouldn't Rose be mad about that?" 

"She is Angle she changed her hair so she could be seen with me. She wanted to take me to my prom because I was doing nothing." She said putting her head down. 

"Did anything happen sexually!?" Her dad shouted. She looked down farther. I sighed. "How many times?" Danny asked getting emotional. "around 6 or 8 times." She whispered. 

"Rose get down here," Andy said looking up tears brimming his eyes. "We're not going to hurt you. We're just disappointed" He added. 

I got down slowly to avoid hurting my leg much more. I sat on the lowest branch in view. "All the way down please," He said walking over. I looked away from all of them. 

"Rose... get your ass down here so I can hug you," He said his voice cracking a little. I jumped down and limped over. He pulled me into a hug. He pulled my hood down. I saw Danny holding Riot back from me. 

That's when it all hit me. Literally. A giant ass force hit me. I looked a tan wolf was on me. I held it up by its neck. I felt its claws digging in my stomach. I kicked it off. I took that chance to climb the tree to get my bag. I grabbed a dagger and closed it jumping out. I ran away. 

I don't know for how long but for a while. 

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