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That night, I found myself glued to the news, tears welling up in my eyes. When the caller told me that Mathew Ellis wouldn’t survive the shooting, I never imagined he could be the one pulling the trigger. Suddenly, there was a loud banging on my door that made me jump. I opened it to find Mia standing there, tears streaming down her cheeks. “Why didn’t you go to school today?” she asked.62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡz0f1ta4ylh
I struggled to find an answer. “Um, with what happened with Brendan, I just wasn’t feeling up to it and my head is kind of-” But before I could finish, Mia interrupted me. “You knew, didn’t you?” she blurted out. “Did you know Jackson would die too?”62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlASG3b66ls
A choked sob escaped me. I can’t lie to her. “Mia, I just-” Just then, my phone rang. I glanced at Mia before cautiously answering it. The voice on the other end was distorted but urgent, “She’s going to kill you. She has a syringe in her pocket.”62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡog3vcuZvmI
I hung up and looked at Mia’s pocket where I noticed a small outline bulging out. “So,” I said slowly, “that’s why you’re here? To confront me about knowing Jackson died?” A small chuckle slipped out as I added, “Well yeah, I knew. He was an ass.” My gaze drifted back to her pocket again, this time it felt more obvious. “But what’s worse is that you're ready to kill me over it.”62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ93lfWyxCbK
Mia looked shocked for a moment until realization kicked in about the call I'd just received. “You little bitc-” Before she could lunge at me, I took a deep breath and grabbed a shovel nearby, swinging it and hitting her in the hip with it. She stumbled back against the door frame. “Stay down,” I warned her.62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhYf8XAYqzu
But she charged again and this time I sidestepped just in time; she crashed into the wall headfirst instead. There was a sickening crack as I watched her fall to the floor, neck broken. “Shit,” I breathed out heavily, “Now I've killed my best friend too.”62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPuEWmO8a3N
I stared at my best friend's lifeless body and let out a heavy sigh. “God damnit,” I shouted, “You really had to go and die! What a loser.” Running my fingers through my hair, I felt the weight of it all. 62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡk4F4PCkdW6
They usually called me, but what if I flipped the script and called them instead? With a mix of desperation and determination, I picked up my phone and dialed again. It rang for a while until someone finally answered.62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8Vg8OzrkjN
“Give me the lottery numbers,” I demanded. There was silence on the other end. “Excuse me?” came the confused voice. Taking a steadying breath, I said, “Just hand over the lottery ticket numbers or I'll spill your secrets to everyone and share your number.” I could hear them take a shaky breath before reluctantly giving in with the numbers. “You're going to regret this,” they warned before hanging up.62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgSEnTveUrg
I quickly checked the lottery results. “Hell yeah! 10 grand!” Just as I was about to do a little victory dance, a loud bang echoed from downstairs. The only one still breathing in that house was me. Grabbing the shovel I'd used to kill Mia, I cautiously headed downstairs. But when I got there, no one was around. Peeking outside, I saw bright headlights shining right into my house. “Shit.”62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡr9tWKsKs4r
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