I was currently leaning on the pool table, sick of sitting in the wheelchair whilst everyone played a game of pool. My head span with all of my worries and ideas revolving around what was happening again, she couldn't go through any more trauma. I was eight when I had to visit my mom, aunt and dad in hospital, and thought that I was going to lose them all and have nobody. I didn't want to lose anyone again, especially those three, Tara, Chad, Mindy, Kris, Liv and Wes.

Amber and I never really got on because I feel she is possessive, manipulative and obsessive with Tara, controlling her and wanting her all to herself. But it didn't mean that I wanted her to die, but it wouldn't be the worst thing in the world, but I also had a gut feeling that she is the killer.

When I had first moved to Woodsboro' and Mindy, Tara and I had clicked, she became jealous of our close friendship and tried to exclude me from activities and isolate me from the group. She never made an effort with me, so I never made an effort with her and that was how our friendship dynamic went. We tolerated each other for the others, I never wanted to have to make them choose between us, but if it came to it, I would leave in a heartbeat if I felt Amber was a threat, and I would drag everyone with me.

No way was I going to let anyone die, not this time, my family had lost too many people. 

"So what is she like? The sister?" Liv asked as she took her turn and potted two balls, aiming for her second go.

"Sam's okay, I guess." I smiled, rubbing my neck slightly as it still ached from being held up by it. Chad mock glared at me before grinning ear to ear.

"Sam is more than okay, she is so cool." He laughed causing Mindy to snort reminding him of the pokemon onesie situation, causing Liv and I to smile. "That's true. That's a true statement." The dark skinned boy smiled, seemingly proud of the truth behind that story.

Amber scoffed as she lined up her next shot, but missed all of her balls and potted one of Liv's instead and sighed. "No, Sam is far from cool. Trust me." She sighed causing me to groan and facepalm, dramatically causing Wes to laugh at my antics. "Her dad left her mom. Walks out when Tara's eight and Sam's thirteen." Amber began explaining the story and every detail that I already knew from Tara telling me.

Liv potted another ball as she aimed for the black ball, as Amber continued her story, boring everyone and quite frankly annoying me. "Sam started acting out, getting in trouble with the cops. And then on Sam's eighteenth birthday, she leaves and ghosts them all." Amber informed the group only fuelling my suspicions further.

"Maybe she has changed, Amber, because ya'know, people grow and mature. You don't know what caused Sam to act the way she did, so we shouldn't be judging her. And I get where you're coming from, to a certain point, I don't want to see Tara get hurt again and neither do you, but we need to let her older sister help her too. It can't all be up to us, we're just kids after all." I reasoned as she potted three of her balls one after other.

"So what, you're protecting Tara from her own sister now?" Wes asked the black haired girl as he and I raised our eyebrows a small smirk playing at the corners of my lips as Amber rolled her eyes.

Amber tried to reason her actions and thoughts but only incriminated herself further. "Motive." I stated pointing at Amber whilst drinking my lemonade. "'If I can't have her, no-one can.'" I explained as Mindy nodded her head in agreement with me. "We all know you have a crush on Tara, which is understandable because she is kind and beautiful, but she just wants a friend and nothing more so accept that and move on or leave." I furthered my point, emphasising slightly as I poked Amber in the chest, her response a slap to my face.

I glared at her as I grabbed her hair and kneed her in the stomach, my kickboxing classes coming in handy. "Bitch." I spat as I punched her on her nose, blood spurting down her face, before I felt masculine arms holding me back and kissing my neck. Chad held Amber back as she kicked and screamed.

"I'm gonna fucking kill you Alexandria Riley." She screamed as I sighed, slowly calming down as Wes and Mindy took me away from her.

"We're all suspects." Mindy started after we had all calmed down slightly, some more than others. Amber rubbing her bloody nose, glaring daggers at me as I smirked and waved sarcastically. "Well, maybe except for Liv." At that, the pink haired girl smiled at Mindy, before turning it into a glare. "She's way to boring to be a psycho killer." I snorted at the statement, before sending an apologising glance to Liv.

I suddenly felt as if I was being watched. As I turned around I saw Vince, who Tara, Liv and I used to work with, he hooked up with Liv and tried to hook up with me, becoming aggressive when I said no, trying to force himself on me, but Tara and Liv pulled him off. "Hey Liv, Lexi. You want a real drink?" He called to us gesturing for us to head over there.

"Or you happy sitting at the kids table?" His croaky voice sending shivers down my spine as I remembered him pushing me against the wall by my neck, forcing kisses down my body.

"Stay the fuck away from me, you cunt!" I yelled before flipping him off, turning around and hiding my head in Wes' chest as he rubbed my back. Chad, Amber and Wes looking at me confused at my reaction, not knowing what had happened. I had only told Mindy from the group as Liv and Tara were there.

My body violently shook with fear as Chad headed over there and started threatening him. All I could focus on was the glint of the blade in the light as I called out to Chad, terrified. The barmaid told him to leave and us too, Wes pushed my chair as Mindy and Liv walked either side of me, letting me lean on them.

The second we got outside of the building Amber, Chad and Wes turned to look at me in confusion. "What the fuck happened back there, Ria?" Wes asked as he stepped closer to me, instantly I flinched and took a few steps back. My boyfriend looked hurt at my reaction, but I was terrified that everyone was out to hurt me.

"He-he." I started but the words caught in my throat as I shook my head, Mindy and Liv squeezing my hands. "Last summer, he tried to-um, rape me. He didn't because Liv and Tara walked in and got him off me, but he was going to." I whispered as my hands shook violently as I leant my head in my hands, sinking into the wheelchair, my exhaustion catching up with my body.

Wes pressed a gentle and loving kiss to my lips as we started to all part ways, Wes and I heading back to his place.