Chapter 5: Woe or foe?

Belle's POV

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Three days.

Thats how long I've been in custody. They asked me a whole bunch of questions and I told them everything I could.

Apart from anything involving the game that is.

I had to say I was on a date with him right before he attacked me telling me he was the carver.

Well.. that's the summary of it atleast.

I got off with murder under the basis of 'self defense'. I've also been told that Bev was taken to a hospital where she once in a while regains consciousness for some hours daily, but the doctors say she'll live...

I haven't seen her anyway.... I probably will after I get out of this place that is...

The door creaked open as I watched mum walk in, an officer behind her.

"Mum?!", I jumped out of my seat running towards her. We hugged.. I didn't want to let go, but somehow I knew she might end up being in danger because of me.

"oh.... Annabelle!", she squeezed me tightly, "I tried to see you for three days now!... Even when you were in the hospital! "

Yeah.... Trevor gave me that cut on my leg, but even when I was taken to have it bandaged up, the police never left the ward door and I was asked a whole lot of questions.

On leaving the station, the first place we went to was the hospital. They said Bev had been moved out of the emergency ward a day ago.

Seeing her all bandaged up made my throat tighten. She was so strong....

If she hadn't come that night, I'd probably be dead by now.

I knelt down beside her placing my hand above hers. "Thanks Bev, you're my hero..". I tried to smile.

She opened her eyes slightly and I felt my heart stop for a moment as she smiled. "You're such a baby..", she whispered.

I cried a bit squeezing her fingers. "Shut up, you're so reckless"

"I thought you said... I was your hero?"

My eyes widened a bit, "You were awake all this time?!", I wanted to throw her out the window now.

She chuckled a bit. "Maybe... Maybe not", she closed her eyes. "Belle.."

Her voice was so calm it scared me.

"Yeah..?"

"The doctors say... I might never be able to use my left hand again", she opened her eyes. "But who needs a stupid left hand, right?", She smiled like everything was gonna be okay...

But I knew it wasn't.

I sat silently till she fell asleep once more. How should I even react?

The ride home was a silent one, I was still trying to think of the most logic thing to do.

Mum cleared her throat, "So.... Beverly left you something after you left home that day"

"What?"

She didn't reply but tried to smile reassuringly.

When we got home, I rushed up to my room.

What had Bev gotten me?

It was a phone.

I smiled while unwrapping the package. I didn't have a phone before Trevor attacked, but players might still keep attacking me.

Immediately the phone came on, I saw that the lockscreen had a picture of the three of us... The home screen was just the two of us without Laura.

"Howdy!"

I almost tossed the phone out. The app has opened by itself... How was it even downloaded?

"Check your scoreboard, Belle!", The mascot waved.

I didn't wanna.

I tried switching the phone off, but it didn't work.

"Hhhhh!", I sighed before checking the scoreboard. I even had a lot of messages for some reason!

I was somehow number two on the list. Uh oh... My real name!

Turned out for killing two players, I claimed their points. 505 points... One point makes $1000 dollars.

"Oh my god!", I didn't want or need that amount of illegal money in my account!

If the cops found out...

Number one had 718 points, a player named butch.... Probably for butcher. I didn't even want to know how many people he'd killed to get that.

The third was someone named fairy. I really wondered what that person used to kill. Most people made their names a reference to their weapon.

For my messages... Most were threats to watch out and that death was close to me.

"Shi*!", My heart stopped for a moment.

It was the butch guy!...

#Butch: Hey!.. let's be friends?

I wasn't crazy enough to even reply but his next message made me wanna cry.

#Butch: I know where you live, where your school is, and what you look like. Cute mum by the way...

There was a devil faced emojie behind to cap it up. I had to reply.

#Belle: Why?... So you can steal my points?

He was online... And typing.

#Butch: I'll protect you. Be my girlfriend.

Was he crazy?!! Atleast... I wasn't stupid enough to ask.

#Belle: .....

#Butch: I'll see you in school tomorrow, babe.

My eyes widened a bit, how many of these idiots went to the same school as me? I mean.... Oakbay was a small town, but....

#Belle: What class are you in?

#Butch: Your class. Goodnight.

Seems he didn't want any more questions.

Tomorrow... One of my classmates might walk up and kiss me.

That night, I cried my heart out. My life was getting worse each day.

But finally... I found sleep atop my soaked pillow.

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THE NEXT DAY..

I felt stiff in my seat quietly waiting for Butch to kill me. The police confiscated the gun which I claimed was in Trevor's back pocket.

But this morning... I had a new hoe, gun and knife delivered to me.

It was already lunch time, but I couldn't even get up. I'd tried looking for who would spare me a glance, but everyone acted how they usually do.

Apart from Bev and Laura, I've never really had any other friends...

After some long waiting, the bell rang once more and the students slowly came pouring back in.

The teacher was late...

It was about ten minutes later she stepped in. "We have new students.."

My eyes widened. Students?!

Don't tell me Butch was one of the transfered students?!

The whole class watched as a pair of identical twins walked in.

"Hey.."

"Yo!"

They said simultaneously. I waited as they introduced themselves as Pete and Peter, even their accented voices were identical...

Neither of them looked at me or acted suspicious. But the only free seats were behind and beside me.

In conclusion, Butch is sitting right next to me.

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