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Ongoing, First published Jul 17, 2017
He loved me.. I sat there quietly watching him laugh,smile, and love that girl.. Kyle and Lilly. Kyle, My best friend sense the 1st grade and then she moved into the neighborhood. 
Destroying our relationship, taking My boyfriend. My sweet loving Kyle.. My Kyle.

Tieing her to the chair cutting her nails one by one shorter and shorter with every scream "STOP PLEASE!!" Punching her leaving a red mark on her face. The screams of agony drew a smirk on Chrissy's face, giggling at her pain. Watching the blood drip from her finger tips, the the tile on the floor.
Lily pleading for freedom "You want to leave..? Heh.. haha! You want me, ME! to let you free? But Lilly you will just run off to the police or Kyle and if Kyle knows I wouldnt be able to see him again..".

Silence.

Chrissy laughing no end wipping the tear from her eye throwing the chair to the ground, Lilly hitting her head causing it to bleed. Crying wishing she could leave with her life but.. Chrissy grabbing the knife smiling "aww Look at little Lilly...". Pulling the chair cutting the ropes and throwing Lilly to the ground. Lilly get up being pulled down with chains on her neck chocking, coughing, winging and kicking.

She slowed down..

Pulling in the chain trying to breathe, her lids falling very slowly.. Dropping the chains with Lilly dragging her to the corner grabbing her lovely things and putting them in a box. Turning on the furnace throwing the body into the flames watching it burn "Bye bye Sweet heart.." she giggled grabbing the boxes running to her room.
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"But it's not all their fault." I sob. "They aren't the reason she's dead." "... and neither are you... Why do you insist on blaming yourself?" "Because I could've done better... I should have been there... I should have saved her..." "You were there with her all night, you did all that you could have." I shake my head. "No, Will, I wasn't." I clear the tears trying to see what his expression was. "I left in the middle of the night... To-meet Logan..." I look at his face. "That still doesn't make it your fault..." I nod. "It does" I start to walk inside when he calls out my name, I whirl around to face him. "Why do you care so much?!" "I'm afraid you're going to hurt yourself!" I smile. "No, I only hurt others" I turn back around to face the door, when he spoke one last time. "Please do something that gives you reason to come out." I thought about that. "Go home, Will." I close the door behind me and proceed to walk up the stairs and return back to my beloved bed. As I lay in my bed, I stare at the ceiling. 'Do something that gives you reason to come out.' Is that what he had said. he's right, and I had just the thing to do. I'd find Ellie's killer and make them pay. Bailey is just a normal teenage girl, never wished for things to be different, never wanted a more exciting life, but that's exactly what she gets when he best friend is murdered and the police don't seem to care. Bailey realizes if she wants her best friend to get the justice she deserves, she's gonna have to catch the killer herself.