You stood by your locker, the school filled with chatter about the events of last night. You shut your eyes with a sigh before you felt two hands grab your throat. Your eyes shot open as your breathing began to increase. "What? Are you scared?" Your breathing returned to a normal level as you recognized the voice.

"Billy, not funny," you scolded as you swiveled around to face him. He smirked as he saw your chest rise and fall so you could catch your breath.

"So, I'm guessing you've heard the news?" he questioned.

"Of course I've heard, who hasn't?" You replied, turning back around to continue to grab your books from your locker.

"Well, Steve was your ex, how are you feeling about all of this?" Billy pressed, you could feel his breath on the side of your neck.

"I'm shocked, but we haven't talked since, well, you know," You explained, Billy nodding.

You could hear the voices of the others in your friend group. As much as you were grateful that nothing bad happened to them, you weren't really in the mood for them.

You watched as Randy, Stu, Sidney and Tatum approached you and Billy. Sidney waved at Billy, and Stu had his arms wrapped tightly around Tatum. You had always liked Stu and Billy, as more than friends. And seeing how happy all of them were in their relationships made your heart ache with jealousy and guilt.

But then your eyes travelled over to Randy, and you felt a little better. At least you weren't the only single person in your group.

"Hey, Y/n/n, how're you holding up?" Sidney sent you a comforting smile as she asked.

"Uhm, I'm–" you were caught off by Randy.

"Why are you asking her? She should be our prime suspect right now!" he exclaimed. You sent him a glare.

"The fuck is wrong with you?" Billy seethed, turning to him.

"What do you mean? Steve literally cheated on her for Casey like, last month, and now they're both dead. If that doesn't scream 'Y/n's the killer' I dunno what does," Randy explained.

You scoffed, "You've got some balls to accuse me of brutally murdering people, Randy"

"Yeah, cut that shit out, man." Stu added. You mouthed a 'thank you' to Stu before turning your attention back to Randy.

"I don't have the energy to deal with all of your bullshit theories right now. This isn't some horror movie, Randy. This is real life. So, please, just shut the fuck up!" you snapped, slamming your locker shut before walking off to your first class of the day.