"Chrissie stop! Look at what your doing, it's not worth it she isn't worth your energy! " Justin's voice surrounded my body but I continued. "Chrissie please!" He leaned in grabbing my body losing me down. I struggled in his grasp. "Listen to my voice Chrissie. Listen to it. You're going to be okay, it's okay." My body calmed as his voice repeated in my mind. I looked over to a room full of blood. In the middle was a girl, who I once was scared of, laying breathlessly.
I felt a sharp pain in my neck, I turned to Justin who looked at me in pain, "I'm sorry Chrissie, this is the only way."
"Justin what do you mean," my words began to slur "what are you doing to me?" My vision blurred and before I knew it. I was out like a light.A/N... Okay so as you know I'm rewriting the book. I feel like this is more me and a lot less cliche. Give me your thoughts on a next chapter and I'm sure I'll pull through as quick as possible. Xoxoxo ~R~
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Homicide
FanfictionChrissie is 17 years old, but she has wisdom beyond her ages. She lives in an apartment building in lower Manhattan with her parents and younger brother. This neighborhood was a quiet one. But then, horrifying things started to happen, unexplainable...