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“Why didn’t you and Kai save her?” She asks, and I glance over at Sadie, who shakes her head.

“It was too late, we didn’t know until after. When he bragged about it. He brags about everything malicious that he does. He didn't even care that Tatum was dead. He had a sick obsession with Savannah which clearly bled onto you.” Sadie tells her.

“But why me?” Charlee asks while me and Sadie share a look. “What are you not telling me?”

“Because you look just like Savannah. The only difference is, you have curly hair like Tripp, and she doesn’t. You are literallya spitting image of her. We still don’t know why he’s done the things he did.” She says, and Charlee nods, taking a deep breath.

“This was a lot to take in but…” She trails off before a sinister smile spreads across her face. “When do we get started?” She asks.

“Tomorrow, at nightfall. The others have done their share, and now it’s our turn.” I tell her, and she smiles, then yawns. “Let’s get some sleep and tomorrow we can plot,” I say as she slides down the bed, making herself comfortable. Then, she lifts the blanket, looking at us.

“Are you guys coming or what?” She asks, and I grab Sadie’s hand, pulling her with me as we snuggle under the covers.

Finally, we will get revenge, and I cannot wait to spill all their blood.

This Little Piggy

Charlee

The day has come, and I’ve never slept so good in my life. My parents took Burt out for the day, and I’m guessing it’s to give me some space. Or maybe it’s because the neighborhood has been in an uproar because of the sudden break-ins and murders happening. They begged me to go with them, but I refused. Me and the dolls have plans, and I’m not letting anything get in my way of that. After using my mother’s car to go to the store, I have everything I need for a successful night.

“Are you sure you’re ready for this?” Olive asks, and I smile sinisterly. I’ve never killed anyone before, but the rage that flows through my veins for everything that has happened lately. I am more than ready.

“I am. Let’s go to June’s first, since she has been left untouched.” I suggest, but a message on my phone has me stopping in my tracks. Reaching down for it, I see it’s a mass invite to a party at Vaughns. I turn the phone around and show it to the girls, and they both smile. “Do we go there?” I ask.

“We need a new plan. You know they will all be there. How can we play this?” Sadie asks, and I plop on my bed and think.

“What if…” I trail off, thinking of just going in there and shutting shit down and killing everyone, but that’s so basic.

“It is very basic, and there is no fun in that,” Olive giggles, and I huff.

“How do we stop the party from even happening?” I ask and Sadie smiles.

“I have an idea,” she says, whispering to Olive.

“Oh, I like that,” she says, as they both climb onto the bed and tell me their grand plan.

Hours later, the police shut down the party, forcing everyone to go home. Apparently, there was a curfew because of the murders, and the sheriff's department got an anonymous tip about a party.

“Well, that was easy.” I say and Olive laughs.

“What’s even better is the three cunt bags are walking home now, I say we lure them to the cemetery,” Sadie says, and I think…that’s not a half-bad idea. Fuck it. The more time we sit here, the more restless I’m going to get. My phone pings in my pocket as text after text is sent, and I roll my eyes, knowing exactly who it is. Taking it out I was right.Fucking Jeremy.

Jer:

I’m a little pissed at you, Sky. No. I’m really fucking mad at you!

Jer:

As a matter of fact, get your ass over here!

Jer:

Sky, I don’t appreciate being fucking ignored!

I almost want to write back, but Olive places her little hand over mine and shakes her head.

“Fuck him. We got shit to do.” She reminds me, and I nod, but my phone vibrates in my hand.