WIP 2

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What's happening?!

Why did Grace commit suicide?!

There’s no one who wants to explain what happen, how did it happen, and what’s her reason? We all just stared at Grace who was covered in blood as she lay on the bed.

Abigail hugged me and started to cry, I don’t know how to comfort her because even I, didn't know to calm myself down.

I looked at each of my friends and saw that they were as surprised as I was by what had happened and what they had seen.

"S-Should we call the police?!" Catherine stammered.

"Why would we call the police?! What if we get involved?! What if they blame us for Grace's death?!" Chad answered immediately.

"Guys, relax, w-wait, we should take her to the hospital so she can survive!" Jacob suggested, though his voice was tinged with fear.

Travis approached Grace, he was staring at her intently. And he even brought his face close to Grace's wrist.

"Based on what I've seen, Jacob, it appears that she won't be able to survive any longer," Travis explained, "due to the depth of her cut and the amount of blood lost."

I caressed Abigail's back because she was still not calming down.

"Hon, I'll just check her," I told Abi that’s why she removed her hands that were holding me.

When I approached Grace I noticed the broken wine glass in her hand.

You’ll notice it doesn’t cut as much depth as the cut on Grace’s wrist if she will do it by herself.

I don't let my friends know what I noticed.

But I knew someone had done this to her and make sure she would never really live again.

"Guys, we need to take her to the morgue," I told them.

I noticed that Abigail was very scared and Jacob stood behind Abigail to be her support.

"Cath, call the morgue, tell them that someone committed suicide," Jacob said to Catherine.

There is only one way for me to know who did it.

But I can't look back on that now because it might be obvious that I know something.

So I chose to just go out of the room and stay next to Abigail again.

Jacob was also restless because he noticed Catherine trembling with fear so he took Catherine's cell phone and he was calling the morgue.

Chad, on the other hand, suddenly sat down and held his head and slightly massaged it.

Travis stared at Jacob as he dialed the morgue.

Who is responsible for this? Because you saw what Abigail and I were doing something you know- it's impossible for us to be the suspects.

Abigail and I went back to the bedroom while Catherine and Chad waited in the living room because of the morgue they called.

Jacob and Travis are across the room where Grace is.

Abigail and I thought about going back to the bedroom because Abigail was still not calming down.

"H-Hon," he called me, “I-I remember that G-Grace wanted to tell me s-something earlier. S-She wants to t-talk to me about s-something!" Abigail stammered.

"Hon, calm down first, sshh,” I even put my index finger to her lips as if to tell her not to make noise. “Abi listen to me. You can't say that to our friends. Even, Catherine or Jacob! You can't say that Grace wants to tell you something. Do you understand? Now, you need to act normal, calm down. Once I've confirmed that Grace's death was intentional, I'll let you know. For now, you need to calm down, you haven’t had a break since the ribbon-cutting ceremony you should take a rest first.” I said to Abigail, and she nodded like a child as if she agreed with what I was saying.

When Abigail fell asleep I left the room.

I peeked at the chin first but there was still no morgue to take Grace.

So I just thought of going to Jacob and Travis who were sitting outside the room where Grace was.

We all also had no rest and we all also drank vodka.

I looked at Grace and she was so pale already.

I feel sorry for the way she looks even if I want to touch her but I don't want to be affected by what happened.

I don’t know if what I’m saying is right. But I don’t really want to get involved. I've been avoiding trouble for a long time since Abigail and I got together.

Could it be that it has something to do with what Grace should say to Abigail?

But there is only one thing I can be sure of.

And that's what I should see now, I mean, not even now but maybe when our friends are already left.

I also don't want to reveal that I have a hunch because maybe later those who shouldn't be affected will be affected.

"Jacob, Travis. Rest first. I'll take care of it. We're still waiting for the morgue. Jacob, tell Catherine to go to bed first. She drank a lot of vodka earlier and Callie might find you when she wakes up." I told them both.

"Jacob, go ahead, we're just here. After all, I fell asleep a bit earlier." Said Travis.

Jacob did not answer and got up to go down and fetch Catherine.

"What could be Grace's reason why she did this to herself and now really. I mean, when we get together again." Travis said and he turned to me.

I shrugged, "I don't know either. That's my question too." My answer is simple.

Meanwhile, I saw Jacob and Catherine go up and go straight to the guest room where they had stayed earlier.

Travis and I never talked again, because the morgue to pick up Grace had already arrived.

I even noticed Grace’s stuff neatly on one side placed on the side table of the bed.

I need to get her cell phone.

I went to Abigail and woke her up to say that Grace had been taken to the morgue with Chad and Travis.

Jacob, on the other hand, I didn't wake them up, I want them to take a rest.

I felt bad in the room where Grace was staying.

There seems to be something wrong.

It's like when I go in there now something will happen so I thought not just now.

I wanted to see if Grace's belongings were still there but I didn't look at them. I just don’t feel that’s right to do it right now.

Abigail was still asleep maybe because she was tired of crying and literally tired because of the ceremony we had for her business. So now she just felt like she wanted to rest.

So I fell asleep too.

~

Someone's POV

"What did Abigail tell you earlier?" I asked Grace.

"Nothing." She simply answered.

I'm not stupid! I know they are talking about something! And I also know that she has plans to tell Abigail about our plans!

"Do you think you can fool me?!" I asked her.

"Do I have to repeat?! I'm not saying anything!" She answered boldly.

I can no longer hold back on this woman!

"Don't answer me harshly! You might not catch the sun tomorrow!" How many times have I told her that she shouldn't come with us because after all, she is not our real friend in our circle of friends with Jacob!

If she wasn't just Abigail's friend she wouldn't be with us.

"Am I answering you in a wrong way?! Didn't I say nothing?!" Her voice was bold and still screaming.

I heard her grin so I had even more reason to doubt her.

"Don't be too nervous, because I believe Abigail will also know what's really going on. Why don't you confess to her?! Doesn't Jacob also know what he did?!" She keeps on talking like she will betray us!

This is what I hate the most the one who’s interfering with our plan.

My eyes darkened when she said that.

I went to the bathroom inside the room where Grace was staying.

How lucky I am that I saw some cleaning gloves, I took them and put them on.

I didn't hesitate anymore, I saw that she was going to drink vodka again but I immediately stopped her and took the wine glass in her hand.

I poured the fleshy vodka then on her face, "shit! Are you insane?! She cursed me.

This time I was the one who smiled at what she said.

I gripped her chin tightly. I brought my face close to hers.

"What did you say again before?! Who are you to find out what happened? Don't you know that you are also one of us because you accepted this plan?!" After I said this I threw her face on the bed which is why she lay down in her seat.

But she was so brave and she even managed to challenge me, she smiled at me, "if only David hadn't shown up earlier? I could have told Abigail, but there's still tomorrow. So maybe tomorrow will be a good day for all of us."

But I was just so angry with what she did and what she said as if she was insulting me. She seemed to ignore my presence.

So there's another reason why I became enraged and I intentionally shattered the wine glass.

If this is the only place where our plan for a few years can be ruined, it would be better to just die for who I think will turn away from our deal!

I tried to force her to separate her arms and I even sat on her just so I could do that.

She shouted, but it’s too late, I did it.

When I saw her dead I suddenly came to my senses. I realized what I had done and before anyone could enter the room I put the broken wine glass in Grace's hand.

I removed the gloves and put them in my pocket.