THE MACBOOK { IZZY'S POV }
IZZIE'S POV
I check every Twitter account that just followed me, cause I know every new account is Katie. I did a lot of my research.
Well, mostly the group and I. She think she can fool everyone, but not me. Not this group. Oh, I got the envelope, but did you think I would open it?
I threw it to the trash, I don't care about it. I heard about those audio shit she made to the girls, and I ain't listenin' to her shit. I'm laying on my bed as my cousin is just playing with her iPod, she quickly yawns as I look at the time and it's her bedtime.
"Hey sweetie, let's go to sleep." I grab her and carry to her room. I put her to bed and kiss her forehead as I wrap her on her blanket.
"Goodnight, baby." I smile as she did the same and I leave the room, when I come to mine, I hear a unfamiliar voice and it sounds like a teenage boy. But who would be in my room? I mean, my mom isn't here for another two hours. I look around my room and no one's around.
"Did you think you can escape, Izzie?"
I look at my mac book, the voice is inside the laptop... what the actual fuck?
"Tryna put that envelope in the trash? Did you think I'm not gonna know?" I sit down the chair and look at it.
It's impossible. Hacking my mac book?! "Katie, you're not dead!" I said, "I'm sorry to disappoint you, Izzie. Katie's been dead for weeks now. Did you know? Oh, wait. You don't."
I groan as I put my hands on my hair and grab it, as I look down. "This is not real. This is Katie. Katie's still alive. I know it." I said to myself.
"Keep saying she's alive. But let me show you something." I look up to the screen and see a video. A video of people at a funeral.
"Play it, Izzie. I know you're curious." It said as I click it and it plays. "I just don't understand why she did it to herself. She's my everything, my sweet daughter." Katie's mother spoke. "I loved her so much, I really do." She starts to cry, "I remember she told me that she went to do an exam on MINT college, where her favourite course is."
"I-I saw these letters on her drawer's desk. The letters I wrote to her, f-for her school's retreat and for the Singaporean camp she joined." She opens one letter and starts to read it out loud for everyone to hear.
"I appreciate you during the t-times you helped me with house chores, when I-I was sick you helped me took my medicine, y-you always text me where I am and where I am going and always reminding me to take care of m-myself. I also appreciate the times you never l-leave me in times of difficulties, and never complaint about the things that I given to you."
"W-When you graduated from elementary, I was very proud of you, e-even though you never get what you wanted. Y-you still smile and continue to do your best to make me p-proud." A man comes near her and rubs her back, as she continues.
"I want you to know that I l-love and support you in all the g-goals that you put. No matter what happens, y-you know that you can c-count on mommy to be t-there always f-for you. Aim higher my d-dear Katie." She close the letter and put out a handkerchief as she wipe her tears away.
"She didn't get to g-graduate Senior High... and I didn't get to go up the stage one last time before another four years." She looks at everyone and at the camera that was recording this. "Why her?" She said as the video stops. I didn't realize that I'm also crying too.
This is probably a fake funeral, I mean.. come on! She's the only girl I know who can pull this shit.
"Even her mother is a bitch." I said as I hear a chuckle from the laptop, I forgot this voice is still here.
"Never ever call someone's mother a bitch, especially the mother who tried everything. Just to keep their child safe and have a future." I roll my eyes.
"Don't fucking roll your eyes on me, you're the one who trusted Katie and look what happened. She wouldn't have sent these to you and the girls if you gave her one last chance." Something tells me this is not Katie, but someone she knows.
"Who the fuck are you?" I want to destroy this bullshit, I want to. "You don't know her like I do, Izzie. You don't. Just so you know, Mila's wish has granted." Granted? What wish?
"Don't tell me you don't know, I mean, she told you everything, am I right?" No— Did Mila really mean it? Did Katie actually do it? No! Izzie, this motherfucker is just getting into your head!!
"Well, look what we have here?" I look at the picture that pop out of my screen, the conversatiom between Mila, Katie and her schoolmate Alazae:
Katie:
I already said I'm sorry.
Mila:
I don't care.
Bye bitch!
Alazae:
Have a piece of my cake and listen to what I have to say about your rank looking ass!
Mila:
HAHAHAHAHA
fat looking ass
Alazae:
Get a life, maybe in a different country like China. So you can get Coronavirus because I swear nobody would realise if you faked your own death and nobody would realised what wound make them now.
I— What? No one needs to joke about the Coronavirus, 'cause it's serious. And Alazae has made a joke about it... I see another one pop out, it's Alazae's private text to Katie.
Alazae:
Hey, bitch. Fuck you.
"Atleast let your bitchy friend know that they need to learn a fucking lesson, because not all people can take everything and pretend everything's alright. Especially Katie. She went through a lot, heck even told ypu her deepest darkest secret!" The voice got angry. Bullshit, she can take everything!! "What do you want!!" I yelled.
"It's not what I want, it's what Katie wants. But sadly, she's no longer in the earth. Because you people destroyed her, not just her but her heart as well. She was in pain for weeks before she died. She was mentally, emotionally and physically in pain." That's a load of bull! Katie is just crazy, she just need a professional help!
"Don't think about her needing a professional help, 'cause I know for a fact that she goes to her therapist whenever she needs it." Then why didn't she? When she went to do that shit?!
"She didn't intented to do it. All she wanted was to take a break after attempting, but you all go on crazy on her." Take a break, my ass. She's always on Twitter.
"Oh, did I mention Katie went and ask for help?" Help? What help? And from who? The pictures disappears as a new one pops in:
Xia:
No one was there in real life with her.
Why is everyone dumb and quick to jump to conclusions?
Mila:
Uh, yeah, have fun with your new Alexa.
Xia:
Ew, no.
I have my own.
Anyways,
Katie:
She's my Betty, Alexa.
You're my Alexa, Mia.
Xia:
Thank you.
Plus, I don't have time for those things.
Mila:
Smh, my name's not fucking Alexa. I'm not your fucking Alexa. I'm Mia, your ex-friend.
Katie:
Yeah, you kind of lost that title
when you called me
a fucking bitch.
You called a
depressed person a bitch.
Mila:
Yeah, 'cause I was speaking facts. And yet you continue to call me Alexa.
Katie:
You called an ADHD person a bitch.
Xia:
So Mia, what can Katie do to earn that trust from you, hm?
Mila:
Nothing, because she's a ✨ bitch ✨
Xia has been there for Katie, I know that. Because they've been friends a couple of months now. Xia's younger than her and they act like they're blood sisters. I sigh and close my eyes. "What do you really want from me?" I said as I open my eyes.
"Like, I said, there's no way of saying it anymore. Because Katie's gone. For good. And you are one of the reasons why." I clench my hand as I punch the wall in front of me. "KATIE'S NOT DEAD!! SHE'S ALIVE AND YOU'RE KATIE!!" I shout at the macbook as it laugh at me.
"Keep saying that, 'cause the longer you believe she's alive... The faster she haunt you." I look around my room and back to the macbook. "I can see you, Izzie. Watching your every move. All of you. Especially Mila." Okay, this is fucking scary now. I look at the camera.
"I don't care who you are, as long as you stay away from me." I said.
"But didn't you killed Katie Mae Hargreeves?" I laugh at what it said, "Excuse me, bud. I didn't kill anyone. She killed herself for attention." I said. "So you wouldn't care if the audio files gets released?" My eyes grew wide, they would never! "YOU SON OF A—"
"Izzie, what are you doing up late? Go to bed!"