Chapter 9 Cala Lily - In the eye
Cala Lily - In the eye
I stare at the ceiling for hours, not sure how long I’ve been laying here awake, but I am. I can feel the panic that Cala has. She knows all these people are linked to her, but the cops are too stupid to put it together which works in our favor.
The TV in my room turns on and I know they are here, “How was shopping?”
Peck pipes up, “She had fun.” I know she did. She likes them even though she won’t admit it. They need to show her the dark side more.
As if Hunter can sense where my brain is, “We’re going to get her to go see a fight.” That’s code for–Hunter’s going to participate in an underground fight. It’s a start.
“What’s the plan for tonight?” Daze asks and I sit up in bed.
“I need to start on Mom’s side.” They understand what I mean. Mom has friends she cares about, one of them is going to meet their demise tonight just because they’re friends with her. So sad—not.
I dress and we slip out of the house. I stare at the houses across the street for a moment.
They used to be where parties were held, some big keggers.
Now they’re dark. People are home, but since the demise of the bitches that thought they ruled the school, they’ve been dark.
Oh well. They deserved it. Fuck them bitches.
I digress. I need to find the perfect person to get under Mother’s skin. Or botox. Yeah, mother does botox. Her beauty doesn’t match her ugly soul.
I tell Hunter to drive down the street and take a left at the four way stop.
It’s like I’m on autopilot, I know where I need to go.
And where we end up is at Mariah Darlen’s house.
No, she never did anything to us, but she’s perfect for this moment.
I know Cala will actually be sad about this one, but she will understand when everything comes to light. .
Peck and Daze go in, finding a window open and soon they’re bringing a body out the front door. Some people need to learn to lock their windows, there’s a serial killer on the loose. Geez!
We drive to the warehouse and they bring Mariah out. She reeks and I realize she pissed herself, “Mariah, have some decorum.”
Her eyes jerk up, “Cala? What’s going on? Is your Mom here?”
I look around, “Why would my mother be here? What do you know, Mariah?”
“Me?” she stutters, “I don’t know anything. What is going on?”
“Sorry, not sorry for this,” I shrug as I stab her in the eye.
She knows something. She’s seen something and is lying about it.
So maybe Miss Suzy Homemaker isn’t as innocent as I first thought.
She screams as I pull out the knife, and then plunge it into her heart, stabbing her over and over.
I don’t know why but something snapped inside me and I found myself wanting to stab her over and over, until I collapsed.
Hunter takes the knife as Peck helps me up and whispers in my ear, “Go sit in the car, we’ll clean up.”
Daze helps me to the car and guides me into the passenger seat. I don’t know what came over me. I feel so weak and I’m guessing it’s because I need Cala.