Secret (Kian Lawley Fanfic)

Part 2

"WHAT THE FUCK?!" I screamed. "Babe what's wrong? are you okay?" Kian asked, comforting me. I looked around and I was in kians bed. my breathing slowed down and I was becoming more calm. "Nothing. just a bad dream. I'm gonna go and get some water." I went downstairs and Lia wasn't on the floor anymore. Either she was alive, and got out somehow, or she was dead and Jc took care of her body. I couldn't tell what was real anymore. I figured I should go talk to Jc, so I headed to his room. I knocked on the door and it slowly opened, since it wasn't closed all the way. And there was Jc and Lia, cuddling and making out. Right in front of my eyes. "Katy! what are you still doing here? I thought you left last night." jc said. obviously the whole thing was a dream, the killing, the dumping of the body, and Lia being in the kitchen. Why did I remember it all so clearly if it wasn't real? Am I going crazy? "hello?" Jc said. "Yeah, sorry. I spent the night. I got too drunk to drive home. I'll be leaving soon." I answered. "Well it was nice seeing you." Lia said. I walked out of his room and shut the door. I went back into kians room and sat on his bed. I looked on my phone and searched through twitter, only seeing tweets about #riplia and #welovedyoulia and more. I ran down the hall into Jcs room and looked at Lia, and down at my phone. All the tweets were gone. "are you okay Katy?" Jc asked. "I'm fine, just hungover." I walked out of his room and once again back into kians. Kian walked in and saw me on his bed. "Hey Kat, how did you get in?" He asked in confusion. I figured he just forgot I slept over because he was so drunk. "I spent the night, remember?" I said. "No you didn't," he said. "yes I did, remember. I slept in here." I was trying to get him to remember, but it wasn't helping. "you probably forgot because you were drunk or something." I went on to say. "I didn't drink at all last night, you should get out of here before Ricky finds out. did you forget something here?" Kian kept telling me that I hadn't spent the night. I started thinking, I'm imagining everything else, maybe I'm imagining this too. I went downstairs and went to grab my keys, and there was Lias body, once again dead and in the same spot as yesterday, looking the exact same. I let out a small screech and closed my eyes. I started pounding my temples with my hands and trying to remember what happened. I opened my eyes a few minutes later and she was gone.