"Is everything okay?" Ryleigh asked as Zoey stumbled back into the room. "Uhh...yeah," Zoey mumbled distractedly. "Yeah, everything's fine," she repeated in a surer tone. "Okaay," Ryleigh said disbelievingly, turning her attention back to the TV. When she was sure Ryleigh wasn't looking, Zoey pulled out her phone and began to type a text message. It read: 5pm 2maro. Appleridge Park. Be there, b*tch. Smiling, she pressed SEND.
Just Zoey and Whitney. Fits their personality. I'll change it up a little next updre which btw sorry theyve been short lately! Next one will be long
Zoey was at the park at 4:45, ensuring that she was there before Whitney. Impatiently, she drummed her fingers on the steering wheel of her car, waiting. Finally, at 5:10, she saw a figure walking up the long path that wound around the entire park. Getting out of her car, Zoey slammed the door behind her and stormed down the path, getting closer to Whitney with each angry step she took. Without breaking her stride, she pulled her right arm back and slammed her clenched fist into Whitney's face, making her collapse to the ground in pain. "What the f*ck was that for, b*tch!?" Whitney screamed. "For being a wh*re!" Zoey yelled as she pummeled Whitney's face. When Whitney tried to fight back, Zoey twisted Whitney's arm behind her back and whipped a gun out of her back pocket. She pressed it to Whitney's temple and fired. "You lose," she said in a sing-song voice as Whitney's limp, bloody body slumped to the ground. As she was about to return to her car, she heard whimpering coming from behind her. Spinning around, she saw a tiny blonde bent over Whitney's body, trying to find a pulse. "Who the h*ll are you?" Zoey snapped, walking toward her. Frightened, the girl turned to look at her. "I'm K-Katie, Whitney's s-sis-sister," she stammered. Smirking, Zoey walked up to the girl. "You're Katie Porter?" she asked. The girl nodded uncertainly. "Well, Katie Porter, your sister's obviously dead. Good thing. No one liked her anyway. Now, I'm gonna leave. You're going to wait 5 minutes. Then, you're gonna call the cops," Zoey instructed menacingly. "You're gonna tell them your sister was upset about Jacob dying and the prospect of going to jail and she wanted to go for a walk to clear her mind. When she wasn't back in two hours, you went looking for her and found her lying here with a gun in her hand. It was clearly suicide. Do you understand me?" The girl's wide eyes stared up at Zoey, terrified. Smiling, Zoey crouched down, making herself at eye level with the girl. "Katie, how old are you?" she asked coolly. "14," Katie answered hesitantly. "Wow, 14!" Zoey said, rising to her feet. "That's an awfully young age to die. But then again, so was 19. But your sister did something she shouldn't have. She messed with Zoey Mason. Now you get a choice. You can either do what I told you to, or end up like your sister." "Your choice," Zoey called over her shoulder as she dropped the gun and walked away.
Idk where I'm going with this now so idk when I'll update but please keep bumping! You guys are awesome!
Ahahahahaha thanks Goldia! Btw I've been meaning to ask you about your name..that sounds really creepy, I know XD anyway, how did you get it?