Little White Lie (119 hits)
Category: UberMadness! EntryRating: 2 on 1 review (Rate this item) (V)
Submitted by Hirilnara (View user info) at 2006-10-08 12:42:04 EDT
This post was an official UberMadness! entry. Click here to view the original matchup.
It was meant to be a silly joke. Just a little white lie; two if you want to count the fact we managed to convince ourselves there was no vicious motivation.
Emily was always one step ahead of everyone else. I mean, our group was always seen as the golden few, but she was bloody platinum in comparison. Her parents were rich, easy going, and generous to a fault. She always managed to stay a perfect size eight, and in the twelve years I've known her she's NEVER got a single spot. We all agreed the world couldn't be kinder to her.
And then she got Darren. Everything a girl could want; funny, handsome, romantic, completely lacking the self absorption that makes most good looking guys utter jerks.
They got to talking after a group project, and love blossomed in perfect cinematic style. They'd become inseparable, and Emily was even happier with life than normal.
Perhaps we were a little jealous, but when the idea was born there was no maliciousness in our voices; it all seemed like a good humoured prank.
"Hey Emily, we saw Darren in town yesterday. He was with another girl, they looked awful close..."
Not even a lie, really. We HAD seen him - with his sister. And in the brief second that Emily's face crumpled, it was worth it. We could play this out for a few days, let her squirm, and then tell her we'd "found out" that it was all innocent after all.
Except she wanted to know who it was. We tried to shrug it off, say we couldn't be sure, but Emily can be stubborn when she has a bee in her bonnet; she's not particularly nice when she's in a mood either.
So, we panicked; we couldn't admit it had only been his sister, she'd have known straight away we were taking the piss. So we told her it was a new girl at school - Katerine something. Quiet girl, shy, been keeping herself to herself since she got here.
Looks enough like Darren's sister that we could later get away with saying it was a mix up. Emily went all quiet and thoughtful...It's never good when Emily actually thinks. None of us were sure what to say, so we started the damage control.
"They were only walking and talking, you know."
"You said they looked close."
"Well, yes..."
"What were they doing?"
Good question - Darren and his sister had been goofing around in a café, sharing a plate of chips and arguing over what film to see. I'd personally not have told Emily all that... just said they'd been talking in a café. But I didn't get there first - Kelly quite happily blabbed everything to Emily. I don't know if it was stupidity or viciousness; Kelly is equally capable of either. A few of the others obviously thought Kelly had gone too far as well, because they immediately started playing to Emily's ego - how Katerine was nowhere as near as pretty as her, who did she think she was, the usual bullshit. It seemed to pacify her - we got a smile out of her at any rate.
God's got a twisted sense of humour; it couldn't have just been bad luck that made Katerine leave that bathroom JUST as we all walked past the next day.
Of course, Emily saw her; we all tried to keep her moving, but there was really no point. She broke out of our grasps and strode over to Katerine, until she was right up in her face.
"Who do you think you are?" Emily's voice was quiet and cold; if I'd been Katerine, I'd have been at least spooked.
But she didn't even bat an eyelid, just sidestepped and tried to carry on down the corridor. People waiting for classes were all staring now - Emily had an audience. She wasn't going to let anyone walk away from her.
"Where the hell do you think you're going, bitch? I'm not done with you?" She grabbed Katerine's arm, dragging her back face to face. "You think you can waltz in here and steal my boyfriend like some cheap trussed up slag..."
"You don't know what you're talking about." Katerine's words were clipped and even. "I haven't been near him. Now let go."
"Lying whore!" And she hit her. Not some weak, half hearted tap; Emily wound back and let her have it. It sent Katerine reeling. Before we could stop her, Emily was there laying into her...fists, feet, the works.
We were absolutely terrified; this had got too far out of control. We were trying to catch hold of Emily when there was a voice behind us.
"What the hell's going on?"
Darren. Well, Emily flew at him, pummelling his chest, cursing him with every cuss she could think of. Most people were fixated with that, but I looked across to Katerine. She was wiping blood away from her nose, staring at Emily. I don't know what it was about that look that freaked me so much. It wasn't so much angry as calculating. But then Darren was trying to get an explanation, and Emily was hysterical, and I lost sight of her.
It all came out in the end; that it had been Darren's sister. We managed to cover ourselves, make Emily believe it was all an honest, unfortunate escape. We thought we were in the clear.
We went to see a film. Darren and Emily were being couple extraordinaire again, holding hands, simpering, making gooey eyes at each other. We might have commented, but I guess we didn't feel like pushing our luck again any time soon.
Walking home afterwards, no one was really paying that much attention. So it really did seem like Katerine just appeared in front of us on the path. Emily went to dodge round her; I don't think she even realised who it was. But Katerine grabbed her shoulder.
"Where the hell do you think you're going, bitch?" Something in her voice made those words all the more terrifying this time round. Emily looked at her wide eyed, and opened her mouth to respond.
Katerine cut across her "You picked the wrong person to mess with."
It was a blur; Katerine swung her fist into Emily's stomach, bowing her over with a gasp. I started to go for her, but she fixed me with this look; I'll never get those eyes out of my head, I swear. I could only stand and watch as she walked away. I could hear Darren muttering "what a bitch" and Emily's breathing - short sharp gasps.
I tried to help her up, took hold of her hand.
She was wet to the touch...smeared all over her stomach, all over my hand now.
So much blood.
Someone screamed, I think it might have been me, and an ambulance turned up somehow; it was all a blur. I couldn't tell the police anything - I hadn't seen a knife, hadn't seen where Katerine had gone afterwards.
I couldn't even string a proper sentence together. Just kept muttering "It was just a little white lie..."
User Reviews
Submitted by TheUniter (user info) at 2007-06-05 12:34:31 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2