59|| Morning Beauty

~Ophelia's POV~

My best friend, laid before me, with blood spilling from her lips and her eyes opened but lifeless. How the hell did this happen?

How could I have forgotten that I was being followed?

A waiter had come to meet Demetrius where I was standing and he had whispered in his ear. It was the look of shock that was his face that caught my attention and how the waiter was trembling. I knew something bad if not worse must have happened. I had asked him what was wrong only for him to walk outside and I followed him then I came in contact with this horrific view of the corpse of my best friend.

How did it happen?

Why... I don't even know what to do. Whether I should cry or just stare, I was shocked.

Demetrius had called the cops and they would be here at any time but still I could not find myself moving away from Kelly's dead body. Our friendship had turned rocky ever since we came here. I tried to get back with her but she was not letting me in. And now she was dead. Like dead.