ログインLexi's POV ***One Week later*** It's been over a week now and I hadn't left my room. No sunlight. No noise. No fresh air. Just the endless silence pressing against the walls of my mind. The curtains stayed closed, and the lightbulb had gone out two nights ago-I didn't even bother changing it. My clothes, the same ones I wore the day Synn died, still clung to my skin, now wrinkled and stained. I hadn't showered. I hadn't eaten. Not even a sip of water. I couldn't. My stomach turned at the thought of food. My body ached from lying in bed too long, but still-I didn't move. Synn was dead. And Shemika? Shemika was still missing. Or worse, I thought bitterly. Maybe she's gone too. The image of Synn's lifeless body being dragged across the floor haunted me every time I shut my eyes. It played in my head on repeat-Synn's blood, her wide-open eyes, the coldness of it all. The sound of those gunshots still echoed in my skull. Every night, I cried until I had no tears left. And now, I j
Lexi's POVThe moment she shoved me into the gap behind the shelf, tucking me in as best as she could. She looked back around and whispered, "Stay here, and don't make a sound." She couldn't hide here with me because it won't take both of us, it could only contain one person, but she chose to let me stay.My face was pale, tears rolling down my cheeks as I nodded silently, shaking.Synn turned around to find a hiding spot for herself, but it was too late.They were there already-standing right in front of her now.Three men in blood-soaked aprons and black masks stood over her.Synn raised both hands. "Wait-please... I didn't see anything... I swear we-" They didn't even let her say all that she had to say.POP!The first shot hit her straight in the forehead. A bullet in her head.Then the second.Then the third, fourth, fifth...Six shots total.Synn's body collapsed onto the cold floor, blood pooling instantly beneath her head. Her eyes were still open-wide, shocked, lifeless.I w
Lexi's POV Synn and I did all the necessary things we needed to do that night-we dressed up and of course prepared for what seemed like a long night.We both dressed in black-hoods, sneakers, and light jackets. Not too flashy, not too suspicious. I tightened my laces while Synn checked her phone one last time. Neither of us spoke much. The plan was already set."Are we sure about this?" Synn asked just as we were about to step out of my room.I nodded shortly, "We don't have to be. Let's just do it." I responded calmly. I might be acting like I was the strongest now, but deep down, I was scared, I was terrified. I needed someone to grab my shoulders and tell me, 'We are gonna be alright.'Synn nodded her head sharply, inhaled loudly, and with enough energy, she yanked my door open and we both stepped out like ordinary people leaving the penthouse and heading to the club to go and perform just like every other night.We made our way to the club, quietly blending into the evening crowd
Lexi's POVI was just coming back from the club when I saw Synn standing at the front of my door at the penthouse, she was looking exhausted and she seemed to have been waiting for me for a very long time now.The moment she saw me, she leaned forward from the wall and stood straight up as if she wanted me to see that it was me clearly.I got to my door and I immediately noticed the look on her face, something was wrong.Since when Shemika disappeared from the penthouse, Synn and I have become close friends but no matter how close we might have become, we still felt incomplete by Shemika's absence.It's been over a week now and Shemika suddenly disappeared from the penthouse. We stopped seeing her in the club and her room has been permanently locked for over a week now.Nobody knows where Shemika was or where she might have gone. The last time we saw her was during the rooftop incident, the day a performer committed suicide. Since then, Shemika disappeared.I didn't say anything to Sy
Bishop's POVThe bright lights of the hallway felt colder than ever. I stood just outside the operating room, arms crossed tightly against my bare chest, now covered in dried sweat and bloodstains. My jaw was clenched, and my foot tapped uncontrollably against the polished hospital floor. Every tick of the clock felt like hours.Then finally, the door to the theatre opened.The doctor stepped out, pulling off his gloves. His expression was calm but serious.I straightened up instantly. "How's Shemika?" I blurted, already rushing towards him."She's stable," the doctor said.I exhaled hard, a weight falling off my shoulders. "Thank God," I muttered, my hand running down my face."She lost a lot of blood," the doctor continued. "But we managed to stop the bleeding and stitch her up. She should regain consciousness any moment now."I nodded, trying to process it all, but the doctor wasn't done."There's one more thing," he added. "You need to monitor her closely. She nearly lost the baby
Bishop's POVI ran a hand through my hair and leaned softly at the bathroom door, hoping she would consider my plea and open up for me.Then, out of nowhere, I noticed something-just a small smear of red near the edge of the bathroom door.I frowned and stepped closer, lowering myself on my knees to look closely at what it was that I was staring at .As I knelt down and looked closer, I figured out that it was blood."Blood?" I whispered to myself.I was shocked and terrified at the same time.Why is blood pooling out from under the bathroom door?My heart skipped a beat.I dropped my head lower again to get a clean picture of the redness, just to ensure I wasn't mistaken-it was indeed blood. It was moving slowly and streaming towards me, almost soaking into my pants because I was on my knees.It wasn't imagined. It was real. It was blood.Without saying much, I started shouting,"SHEMIKA!" I screamed, banging on the door. "SHEMIKA, OPEN THIS DOOR!"It was as if the more I pounded on







