｡˚⛓˚｡⋆. HADES

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My conscience was consuming me.

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I would choose to go to the others' room as long as it meant not being here. Was Crow fucking with me?

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Black walls. Wood-like tiles. Wine bar. My picture with Chanel. I'll smack those who said that this room was theirs. This is mine!

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I looked at the blueprint lying in my bed when I realized what I had done. I could only cry to myself because I knew that Chanel was protecting me. But I could not help but think if Chanel had an idea about what I did.

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Because of me, my love was taken away.

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Rest peacefully, love. Wait for me.

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I took the blueprint and sat on my bed. I didn't notice that I was already tearing it to pieces while tears were streaming from my face.

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Demon.

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That was the accurate description for me. But I only did that for my friends? I was just angry too.

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FLASHBACK

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"Would Skusta Clee be mad if I had enough of your face?" I commented at Apollo as I stared at our reflections in the mirror.

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We were in the mall today to shop for clothes for our upcoming outing. We planned to go to Boracay after the exams.

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Yves and Achilles were not with us today because the majority of us were mad at them. They actually insisted on coming but I felt that they were too thick-skinned to do so after betraying us.

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"I do not need Skusta Clee because right now, I'm so mad at your face, you fucker," Apollo fired back, making me laugh.

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This asshole is really competitive!

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"Love..." Chanel called me who was now wearing a halter dress. I stared at her for a moment... wanting to offer my life to her.

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Ruin my life, please.

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She is my girlfriend?! I pulled her?! Damn, I'm so lucky. Her face is the one I will never get enough of. Shet.

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"Did I gain weight?" She asked, making my brows furrow. I admit that she gained some but it was not obvious. Not that it's a bad thing, though.

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"Fuck, bro..." I whispered to Ares beside me. "I feel like there's a correct answer."

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"Babe?" I looked back at Chanel and got glued to my place because I did not know if there was any answer she preferred. She might get mad?! She shook her head at me and left to ask our other friends.

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"Pst." I turned around to see my friend who was gesturing me to come closer.

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I obliged as we distanced ourselves so the others would not hear us. These past few days, we have been in contact often because of what we were planning.

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"Did you already get the blueprint from your girlfriend?" This friend asked.

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"Not yet," I answered. "I'll get it from her later. Do we need to rush?"

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"We have to do this quick," she said which made me nod.

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"Quick with what?" I almost jumped in my place when I saw Prada near us. I took a deep breath to calm myself and to not be obvious that I was nervous as fuck.

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Fuck, what did she hear?!

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"We have to do something in our org." I smiled, hoping that she was convinced.

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"How will you both be in an org together when you both have different courses?" Prada asked, making me panic. She looked like she'd roast the heck out of us!

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Tourism was the course of this friend and Applied Mathematics was mine. Our departments were really far away.

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"It's a univ-wide org," this friend calmly answered which made me relax. Of course, very smart, indeed!

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"Ooh, okay." Prada nodded and walked away. "Goodluck!"

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"We almost got caught." I nervously laughed at my calm friend. Hope all.

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"Because, avoid panicking!" She scolded me and left to go to the other girls who were looking for a swimsuit.

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"Love!" I looked back at my girlfriend who was carrying a shopping bag. I hope she bought the dress!

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If she really bought it, please pray for me.

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"Love, did you buy it?" I asked and planted a peck on her lips.

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"I saw how your eyes sparkled when I wore that." Chanel cutely laughed. "I had to buy it."

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I smiled but it faded when I remembered the order of my friend. I had to ask it now. It's now or never.

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"Love..." I called, making her look at me. "I have a question."

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"Shoot," she said and held my hand. I have to admit, I was caught off-guard. She, too, shot my heart.

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"Can I borrow the blueprint of the university?" I saw how Chanel's brows furrowed with my question.

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"For what?" She asked.

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"Just needed in our org!" Chanel knew that I only joined one organization and it was a good thing that it's a university-wide organization... if ever Prada and her talked.

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No loose ends are allowed.

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"There's an event?" I nodded. That was the only excusable reason as to why I would need the blueprint of the university.

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"Okay, I'll bring it tomorrow." I smiled at her answer.

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Love, I'm sorry I ended up this way.

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END

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I stared at the ceiling as I recalled how we executed the plan. I did not know what to feel.

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I was getting confused with everything.

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Before we came here, I was confident that I knew everything about the whole situation. I knew what really happened. I thought that I was correct.

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But with what I discovered, and with the photo album, everything was flipped.

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The world made me look like a fool.

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My eyes darted to the paper on my desk. My brows furrowed while I walked near it. It looked familiar in the distance.

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When I walked near, I was frozen in my place.

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This was my police record wherein I was accused of murdering Achilles. I scoffed because even though I was so mad at that asshole, I could not do that.

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And I have a hunch who.

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I was not the only one accused that day. Prada, Ares, Dior, Apollo, Tiffany, Chanel, and Zeus too. Basically, most of us.

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I saw how Prada miserably cried when she was interrogated by the police. Fuck them, why would she kill the father of her baby?

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However, when I found out the truth from Dior, it was only right that he was killed.

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He is disgusting.

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I remembered the days when Achilles begged us to listen to him. He was closest to Ares and me so I saw the dismay in his face when he found out that we closed all our doors to him.

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Prada doesn't want to listen to him anymore too; the last person he thought would turn back on him.

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I was fighting the urge to beat him then because I was protecting Prada's secret. I also convinced Prada countless times to tell it to Achilles because he deserved to know it.

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But when the day came that she was ready to tell it, she could only mourn for Achilles' death.

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The detectives said that Achilles died due to asphyxiation; he was choked to death. However, the killer could not be pointed out because there were only clean traces in his body.

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I had many suspicions but I couldn't confirm it if no one confessed.

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For now, I'll follow the plan. I would not make a move because nothing is sure. It was hard to take action if all the information was vague.

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I would protect me and Prada for now.

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｡˚⛓˚｡⋆. TIFFANY

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This was my best friend's room.

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I noticed since I saw her Polaroid pictures of her, our friends, and him. Dior always loved collecting memories and I could not avoid thinking that maybe she was the one who took the pictures in the photo album.

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But, it was not her type of capturing photos.

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This shithole drained the life out of us. I was happy to enter this room because the pictures felt like a breath of fresh air.

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I looked at the photos and immediately smiled at one. It was a picture of Dior and I when we were 18. We were in the club. It became a habit of ours to freshen up once in a while.

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Oh, I remember this well.

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I could recall how our friends sulked when we didn't invite them. We actually invited them! They were all just busy.

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I was not fond of people to begin with. However, when I met Dior, I was slowly stepping out of my comfort zone. She wanted me to know more people because we both knew that she wouldn't be there for me all of the time.

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Sad but it was true. We had other priorities too.

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But Ares came... and I just saw myself loving every aspect of life. I love Ares more than the word 'love' itself. I want to marry him.

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The next picture was of us on the beach. My jaw dropped when I saw Hades was drowning Zeus! Apollo and Achilles were surrounding them and were laughing too. Ares and Hermés were out of the water and they looked like they were having a serious conversation while pointing to the sun.

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As for the girls, Dior and I were taking pictures with the sand while Gucci and Yves were photobombing. Dior was so irritated! Prada and Chanel were swimming in the water and laughing with each other.

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I would give anything to bring that back.

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The next photo was... The man she is committed to. I remembered when she first introduced him to me. I was so shocked!

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But since then, she looked a thousand times happier and better. She was motivated to try new things. She even became the president of her organization.

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Who would have thought?

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My best friend who prefers to flirt and despises commitments... was now ready to have her life ruined because of one man. And, I know that she was protecting him. She was too damn obvious for it.

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We were afraid of being exposed.

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Not the law... No, we were afraid of each other. We did not want to ruin each other. But, we were already broken. Were we just prolonging the agony?

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I wanted to know Dior's secret too.

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It saddened me because she used to tell me everything before. We were each other's walking diary. I did not believe that she was the one who stole the university funds so I did not know what her picture was.

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Most of us took each other's picture as our own.

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I sighed, getting stressed out because of my thoughts. Earlier, I thought that I would be happy with what I would see here but I just became sadder than ever.

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I was here because of a challenge. So, I need to do my best.

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I decided to wander around her room to look for clues. Her room was so messy! I felt my breath being stripped away!

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Once we get out of here, I would give Dior a lecture!

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Clothes... makeup... jewelry... budgeting papers... condoms... what would I get from these?!

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Think, Tiffany, think!

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When I turned around, I kneeled with what I saw. Oh God... was this hers?! She lied about her photo?!

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It was a positive pregnancy test inside a ziplock.

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Dior is pregnant?

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My knees dropped as tears streamed down my face. My best friend... was going to be a mother! But she's here! This is dangerous for her baby!

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Is he the father?

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That means... the picture of the money was not hers. She did not steal the university funds! Wait, what the fuck...

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Then who stole it?! Whose picture was the money?! So... The real thief was from our group too. Even though it's common knowledge that Dior will be accused, that person still stole the money!

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Was Dior framed?

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I closed my eyes as I tried to calm myself. I was fuming with anger. Dior did not deserve this! Everyone in my group... was killing someone inside. We were killing each other.

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I stood up when I saw a piece of paper lying somewhat far from the ziplock. I walked over to it and saw the medical documents of the pregnancy.

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Everything I knew... was turned around as I read the document.

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Dior was not the one pregnant...

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It was Yves Moreau.

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So, that explained...

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FLASHBACK

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"Dior, please believe me!"A crying Yves was chasing Dior who, in turn, was angrily walking towards me.

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Dior was mad too.

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After all, among us, she was the first one who watched the video. How it traumatized her to watch her friend fucking her sibling.

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Achilles was close to her too. Imagine the disgust and betrayal she felt when she found out that the two were doing something wrong behind Zeus' back.

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We all felt bad for Zeus.

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We were witnesses to how Zeus loved Yves. Theirs were the purest form of love.

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I remembered then, that Zeus would get advice from us on how to court someone. He told us that Yves was his first love... and he hoped she would be the last.

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But I didn't believe Zeus when he told us that Yves started to look at Achilles the same way she looked at him.

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I saw Dior stop for a brief moment before whispering something to Yves. The younger looked stunned for a moment before nodding and walking away.

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"I'm stressed," Dior groaned as she made her way towards me.

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"What did she say?" I asked.

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"She's trying to convince me," Dior said. "She was the one taken advantage of."

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I believed Yves. I know their situation... but Chanel told me not to make a move until we crafted the perfect plan.

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We planned to fix this decisively. Where no one will get hurt on either side.

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It was too late when I realized that it was impossible.

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"Want to talk about it in my house later?" I invited her. I don't want her to feel that she should only contain her stress. I wanted her to let it out too.

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Her mental health is important too.

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"Next time," she answered. She looked bothered for some reason. "I'm going somewhere later."

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I nodded and the next thing I knew, I saw her going inside the hospital.

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END

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I felt so stupid!

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I shouldn't have believed the lies of Yves! Chanel and I were so wrong. We invalidated Zeus' feelings.

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Zeus should not be the one dead here.

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I should be instead.

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I hope the crows kissed my death instead.