With a panic stricken voice I called out her name. But she was losing conscious. There was blood on the floor and head was bleeding.
"Taylor. Please. Stay with me....Oh god." I was trying to hold her up. But I was not able to hold her steady.
"Scarlet."
I turned around to see her standing there with a gun pointed at me. Her eyes were void of any emotions. She was clearly looking like a deranged person.
"Cherry." I whispered her name in a very low voice. Afraid to move, I stood near to Scarlet's unconscious body.
My heart was beating so rapidly that I might get a heart attack right now. What is wrong with her?
"Look what you've done? Look at her.
Look what you've made me into. A total mess.... You....
You.... Scarlet is a thief.
You stole everything from me.
Why?"
"What?" I asked her confused and very carefully in a low tone.
She laughed hysterically.
"Oh what a bitch.... Being all innocent.....
