Love Lost

tHrEe

I didn't want to hurt you.

"Courtney, did you see her status update?" Heather asked over the noise of the tv as she filed away at her misshapen nails. 

"It said single when we woke up!"

"I know!"

Izzy piped up behind them. "Do you think she did it?" Heather and Courtney shrieked before rolling their eyes at their startler.

"I doubt it; I mean, she loved him." Courtney said all serious like.

Heather pffted. "Oh, please. She totally could have done it. She obsessed over him. You're deluded if you think that was love."

"Still.  I don't know why that'd make her kill him though," contemplated Courtney.

"People do crazy things.  Especially stalkers." Heather shrugged.

Bridgette walked into the room with a bottle of water in one shaky hand and her cell phone in the other upon overhearing the three's conversation. "Wait...is Sierra really being investigated for the death of Cody?" Everyone cringed at the mention of their late friend's name. The wound was too fresh.

Izzy shrugged and snagged another slice of pizza from the box on the coffee table.  Courtney shook her head.  "Who knows.  Izzy just brought it up as a theory."

"I say it's a pretty damn good theory." Heather insisted, gesturing her nail file at Courtney and raising her perfectly plucked brows at Bridgette.  "What say you, Malibu?"

Bridgette's shoulders slacked, and she bowed her head.  "I don't know what to think.  I'm so shaken up by the news to come up with murder theories.  He was my friend."

Courtney got up and placed a hand on the blonde's shoulder.  "I know, Bridge.  He was all of ours."