1 What have I done?

Isn't pride a funny thing? It corrupts our minds, convincing us we're better than everyone, too good for this world. So when these peasants or what we call them... don't give us what we want, our ego shatters into tiny pieces of glass. Like daggers too sharp to bear, we cry in vain hoping for this misery to end.

But does it ever?

I killed her. So what could I possibly deserve in this life? What do I have to loose?

I pulled my hoodie over my head, avoiding the gazes of other students as I walked through the school gates of Prestwick Academy.

"They still haven't found out what really happened yet"

"This school is scary"

"Caleb looks like shit"

Their words annoyed me but when one of them said...

"Lily was a slut"

I had it. I lunged my fist at Jade, laughing as she cried for me to stop.

Hitting a girl isn't apart of my morals but I guess that day was today. After all, anyone who dares talk about Lily that way has legally agreed to fight me.

I grabbed her by her collar.

Tears ran down her eyelids but her boyfriend just watched me. He knew if he stepped into our battlefield he wouldn't make it out alive.

I stared at him, his legs trembling.

"Pathetic."

I dropped Jade and retreated to the bathroom. Is this all a test?.

A smile crept up on me. Lily would hate me for punching Jade but it had to be done.

I turned the faucet on, splashing the cold water onto my face. My reflection stared back at me and for a second I swore I saw Lily appear but she's driving me insane so maybe it was just a hallucination.

I thought the cold water would have helped but it didn't. Nothing would.

No one understood me. Not after Lily's death. Everyone assumes I had to do with her demise...they weren't wrong. 

I shoved my hands into my hoodie pockets and walked out of the bathroom. The hallway was immediately overtaken by whispers but I tried my best to ignore them. 

Their stares burned me into my skin like acid, but I kept walking. If I stopped now I'm afraid someone's throat would get ripped out.

I knew what I was to them.

Murderer. Psycho. Possessive freak. 

They weren't wrong. Not at all. 

But none of that mattered anymore. The truth wouldn't bring Lily back. Nothing would.

As I turned the corner, I caught a glimpse of something or someone standing at the end of the hallway and I almost thought I forgot how to breathe.

Lily.

Her long, blonde hair draped over her shoulders. That same navy-blue skirt she wore the night she...

I winced my eyes. She was gone.

I rubbed my temples. Was I going insane?

I needed to get some space. 

Shoving past a group of students, I rushed outside to the courtyard. 

And then I heard it. That soft, sweet familiar voice.

"Caleb." 

My heart stopped for a second then pounded in my chest. 

I quickly turned around but no one was there. 

The courtyard was empty except for a few students huddled under the shade.

"Why won't you answer me?"

The voice was right behind me. I dashed across the courtyard, my untied shoelaces betraying my very feet. My pulse pounded in my ears. 

I was losing it. Completely. 

I disheveled my tousled hair, trying to calm myself down. "You're going to scare the girls away if you keep acting like this," I muttered to myself.

"Atleast they'll know you belong to me now."

I shuddered.

This wasn't any mind games anymore. The voice was inside me.

I squeezed my eyes shut. Maybe if I ignore it, it would go away.

"You're not very wise. What did I expect from a killer?"

I gritted my teeth. "You're dead," I whispered, "You should be dead."

She snorted.

"My love doesn't miss me? How romantic..."

My knees nearly buckled.

I had to get away from whatever hell I was in. This school, rumors and Lily were all tormenting me. 

But before I could even take my first step, my vision blurred. My body felt wrong like I was being dragged into something...someone else.

Just as it had started, it stopped.

I gasped for air, gripping my chest. My balance felt off, my legs felt different. 

And then I saw my reflection in the glass doors of the school.

It wasn't me anymore. It was her.

My fingers...her cold fingers trembled as I touched my cheek, soft and cold.

This had to be some sick nightmare.

I banged my head violently onto a nearby wall. "Wake up you piece of shit!" 

But the reflection remained the same. 

I was trapped inside Lily's body.

Memories that wasn't mine suddenly flooded through my mind.

A hand wrapped around my waist. A mouth whispering disgusting words into my ear. The muffled screams. Then a huge splash.

A wave of nausea struck me, and I barely made it to the nearest trash bin before throwing up.

Was this what hell was like? Or was this Lily's revenge?

Then I heard footsteps.

Someone was watching me.

I turned around, still shaking.

Jade.

Her mouth fell open, her face draining color. "L-Lily?"

She could see me. Not the guy who beat the shit out of her minutes ago. She saw Lily. 

And for the first time since her death...Lily smiled.