𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗢𝗻𝗲𝘀 𝗪𝗵𝗼 𝗟𝗶𝗲- cnco (on hoId)

𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘯

CHRISTOPHER

I wake up in someone's bed.
Not mine but someone's.
Then I see Charisma next to me, a full foot away and I'm relieved.
Shit, she looked so broken last night.
I just wanted to hold her and never let go.
She moves and I gently get off the bed.
Best to let her stay at home today.
She, however has other plans.
Her hand grabs mine.
"Could you get my school clothes?"
Her morning voice sounds raspy and does things to me but I need to not drool right now.
"Are you sure?"
"Me not showing up to school would show J that he or she has won" She sits up and there's fire in those burnt amber orbs of hers.
"I am going to school whether you like it or not. Now, are you gonna get me clothes or not?"
"Already here" I held up a tote bag that Roma had given me when she sent me to control her sister.
God knows why she asked me but I'm not one to back down.
"Thanks" She sniffles, walking into the shower and my heart breaks for her.
I cant imagine what it would be like to lose a best friend.
She's a strong one, for sure.
The sound of some Spice Girls song fills the room and I realise it's her phone ringing.
She doesn't seem to mind so I don't question it.
"My backpack?" She asks, pulling her hair up into a ponytail.
"Roma's got it at school"
"Good"

Everyone at school knows about both the murder and the car crash.

Obviously no one knows who was murdered, but judging by the questions thrown at Melina, they know where it happened.

Charisma and myself are getting bombarded with questions and whispers which are not quiet in the slightest.

"I heard both of them were in the hospital"

"Are they dating now?"

"I heard she went psycho and drove the car through a wall"

The last one irks me and I don't hesitate to glare at Bimbo Barbie who decided to say that just as I happened to be walking by.

She winks and I roll my eyes. Her face falls but the girl needs to know not all men fall for blonde hair and plastic bodies.

My phone chimes and I freeze. Not now, for fuck's sake.

Charisma's in front of me and she hears it too, expressing the same stiffness.

"Read it" She says, softly.

I breathe, trying to calm the nerves and read the text to her.

𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐢 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐩 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐭,  𝐨𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐞 ;)

 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐞? 

𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫

 𝐢 𝐚𝐢𝐧'𝐭 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞

 𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐨,  𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐫𝐬

 ~ 𝐉

A/ N ; sorry if this is boring , the second murder is pretty damn close now

{ ignore the differentiation of fonts between j's last messages and the font on this one, im on a laptop cuz my phone died}

what do we think so far?