Cloudy with
a Chance
of Death
Sadie's POV:
Michael stared at us for what seemed like
forever before inhaling deeply.
"Tara ... isn't the type of girl to stick with one guy
at a time."
We all nodded, not looking away from Chelsie, after
she claimed she
was okay, and hadn't been hurt, she dozed off quietly into a
safe slumber.
"That doesn't explain things, Michael." Mercy
spat.
Michael looked down at his feet, obviously ashamed of something
he'd done. I felt
scared just looking at him, but he looked so sad at the same
time. "I loved Tara.
I would do anything for her." And as if that was some sort
of trigger, he burst out
in tears like a time bomb.
We were all confused for a second, and sat there quietly until
Michael grew
some balls and continued. "I found out who owned the Hot
List for Tara,
and then she started paying her way to Number One. After her
third
payment, the Hot List owners got tired of Tara and decided they
didn't need
her money. Everything went out of control, and Tara was so sad,
and she made
me do it. She made me."
"Tara can't make you do anything, Michael. She's
dead." Sydney whispered,
as if not believing the word herself.
"I know. I know she can't. But I just..I couldn't control myself."
"Michael, what did you do?" I demanded.
"I killed them, okay! I killed the Hot List owners. I did it
tonight, and found Chelsie! I
brought her here and ... and I don't want to be arrested! I
don't want to be a
murderer."
The only word to describe this, was - fuckk.
Like It?
Comment/follow/fave♥
jayciecutie01 · 1 decade ago
0
reply
dayuuummnn girl