“Alexandra…” The voice said again, Alex was terrified who was calling her name. Who was there?
She turned around once again, when she noticed something on the stall door, a paper. Not again, a fourth threat. She grabbed it, some of it sticking to the door, since it was stuck with tape.
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‘I’m warning you… Just stop, Westmore wants to forget 2002 and here you are, bringing it back.. So pathetic, just STOP!’
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“What? Shit…” She stuffed it in her pocket, when Sophia entered. She was mumbling to herself, until she noticed Alex. Sophia shot Alex a dirty look.
“What are you looking at stuck up?” Sophia said, looking at Alex up and down. Alex stood there, she blinked.
“What else would I be looking at?” She said, Sophia scoffed.
“Oh wait I know. A piece of trash annoying everyone around them, that’s what I’m looking at.” She said, but Sophia’s gaze was on Alex’s hand.
“Why the hell is there blood on your hand?” She asked, Alex looked at her hand and shrugged.
“I have to go.. See you around Sophia.” She said, and walked out of the restroom. Her hands were sweating, it wasn’t somebody else’s blood at least just sweat. She re-entered the classroom. Students were already there now, she went to her seat in the back, and sighed. She sat, feeling the wetness of the note on her leg. She knew that someone’s blood was on it, and she knew she hadn’t done it. But this felt like her blood, soon to be on someone’s hand. Was it a stalker? A serial killer? Or just someone trying to scare her off. She doesn’t know, and she doesn't care. It’s better if she finds out through this journey. Because if it meant she had to lose herself in this project, then so be it. At this point she doesn’t care if she gets a good grade. This so-called project had turned into a priority. She will prove Elijah innocent, and she will find the real killer. Because Alexandra Harper Thomas will be remembered, and so will the real killer once they’re thrown behind bars. Whoever they are, wherever they are. She’ll find them until the last second, she won't give up. Not now, not never. She needs to find out who the real killer is. Besides maybe the real her is going to appear now, if she gets killed then so be it. If she kills someone then so be it. Alex won’t care after this day on. She’s going to kill everyone in her path.
Good or Bad won’t exist anymore from now on. Justice? Oh she doesn't know what that is.
It’s her against this person; whoever they are. If she kills herself in the process then so be it. From now on, the old Alex won’t be here. She’ll be far away, long gone. Who will look for her? That’s a mystery. But she knows that whoever is sending her these notes wants her dead. Or maybe they just want her to back off. Who knows. Alex might never know. So now she will change into someone she doesn’t know.
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