Chapter Six: You Think You Know How Crazy I Am

"Did they find anything?" I asked Kat, scared out of my mind. The police had searched the place and I made sure not to touch anything, except the necklace.

"No, not so far." She hugged me tightly. "I'm glad you're okay though."

"I don't understand why someone would do this…" I whispered, terrified.

"Who could it have been?" Shelby wondered, noting the pendant, which I kept clutched in my hand.

"I don't know, but I don't want you staying here tonight." Paul demanded, wrapping his arms around the backs of my shoulders and leading me away.

"I don't want you to touch me. What you did with Shelby tonight was--"

"Just for starters." Shelby chimed in, cocking her head to the side as if she had won. "I have big plans for Paul." She reached for his belt loop, trying to pull him in closer.

"No Shelby." Paul shook his head, keeping his hands on me. "Whatever it looked like, it wasn't. I'm all here for you and you're staying with me tonight."

I was too tired, scared, and weak to protest, so I allowed Paul to guide me away from the torn beach house. Before I could pass Shelby, she reached out and grabbed the necklace that was hanging from my hands.

"What's this? Running away with evidence?" I pulled my hand back instinctively. I could've told them, at any moment, that I thought that it was Scott.

I thought he was back to cause even more harm in my life, but I didn't.

"A good luck charm."

"Hot chocolate, just for you." Paul handed me a bright green mug with a smiley face on it. I took a sip and then put it down quickly. "Do you want to talk?"

"No … I just …."

"Kat told me you were talking about Scott today?"

"I talk about him everyday and if I'm not talking about him, I'm thinking about him." I sneered, hatefully.

"Now, that's just hurtful."

"So is seeing you and Shelby together." I rolled my eyes.

"I'm glad you weren't hurt … do you want to talk about it?" Paul inquired again. I wanted to say no, but I truthfully needed to get this off my chest.

I told Paul about how I thought Scott was after me. I told him about how much he reminded me of Scott, how much I loved Scott and I even found myself admitting to the scars on my body that he had asked about.

"So … Scott did this to you?"

"It was an accident …" Lots of accidents happened when Scott was around. "And this necklace here … I found it in my room … that's why I think he's back."

"Why would he be after you now?"

"Because I'm falling in love with you." I admitted, clutching his hand tightly. "You've filled the void that he used to." I answered softly, waiting for Paul's response, which was a comforting and gentle kiss.

"Tonight, I will take care of you and then tomorrow, we'll go find out about this Scott … I want you to take me to all the places he used to take you. He might be hiding out there."

"You didn't have to do that Shelby." Kat chastised her best friend. "Brandi is devastated."

"That's good considering…"

"Considering what?"

Shelby rolled her eyes. "Nothing happened. I barely got to cop a feel before golden boy rushed off. Some people just don't know how to have fun."

"Why didn't you say anything earlier?" Kat pulled out her cell phone and started to text Paul and find out where they were. "They're at the beach."

"Big surprise."

"No … the condemned one where Scott used to take Brandi."

"I'm going with you." Shelby offered.

"No. Stay here in case the cops get a lead on who trashed this place."

Brandi had brought Paul to every secret place she'd shared with Scott. It was painful, yet a sort of catharsis at the same time. This time, she allowed her mind to drift without trying to block it out.


"You have to forgive me Brandi." Scott begged, desperately after he had walked into the nail shop.

"You can't keep following me around. I said no. I can't forgive you now. Just … give me some time." Brandi begged, leaving the establishment embarrassed.

"I can't go on … I can't live knowing that you hate me like this."

"Then why would you do it?"

"It was the booze. Everything was so crazy and you were out there dancing with Augie--"

"Augie? I was only with him because you were sulking around the party. I went there to have fun." Brandi explained, emphasizing the last word.

"Well, me too."

"Now, you're just trying to hurt me." Brandi pushed past Scott, as he grabbed her arm to stop her.

"I'm desperate. I'm hurting without you. I'll do anything." He forcefully kissed her.

"Stop it!" I pulled away, slapping him and causing a scene. "I'm leaving."

"No. You're not." Scott responded surely, his eyes growing darker as he dragged her to a private corner and pushed her against the wall. "I won't let you leave without hearing what I have to say."

"Scott I--" I started, terrified.

"I love you." He kissed me more suavely this time. "Let me prove it to you." Scott pleaded, his fingers digging into my skin.

"Okay." I breathed. "I love you too." I agreed, kissing him back and looking at him in utter surprise. This side of him scared me but it intrigued me as well. Scott was the kind of guy who would never leave me. Ever. And I would never leave him.

That was a promise. And … the more that Scott hit me, the more he hurt me to the point where he left scars was like a marking for me … like he'd made his mark to let everyone know that I belonged to him. I did. I would always be his, whatever it took.


"Are you okay honey?" Paul wondered, as I noticed that I had collapsed to the floor.

"I'm fine." I responded, knowing there was one more place where we needed to go.

It was a few minutes away from Kat's beach house and really abandoned because the shoreline was receding. The beach was dying, Scott would say. I laughed.

"Something funny?"

"This was the last place that I saw Scott at … during Fall Break." I admitted, biting my lip.

"I know this is hard for you but … it's so beautiful out here." Paul declared. He sighed. "Brandi, I've got something to tell you…"

I turned to him, half-expecting a proposal or something equally ludicrous. "What is it?" I wondered, stroking his arm.

"I've been offered a position with a non-profit organization in Japan."


"And it starts next week. I know we were hoping to have until the end of the month but … I have to leave."

"Yo-You're abandoning me?" I shrieked, running down the beach towards what was left of the empty meadow on the side.

"No. It's not like that. It's just--" Paul didn't get a chance to finish his sentence. My mind drifted back to Scott.

This feeling that I was feeling now. I knew what it was …. I knew when I had felt it before. Twice.

Scott's words …. "I've got to chose myself over you Brandi. I can't do this long distance thing…"

My dad's empty stare as he walked out on me and my mom.

The thought of it made me sick. I couldn't breathe. I delved deeper into the meadow to find a place to purge. I was going to puke, majorly. I dropped to my knees and stopped when I recognized a glittering silver ring on the ground.

As I touched it, I realized that there was a hand attached to it. I dug a little deeper. I had to know … that was my ring …

My hands crossed over tattered clothing and then another medallion that was undeniably Scott's. Then and there I knew what happened. I could see it all happening again.

Scott said he didn't love me, well … not in those exact words, but that's what he meant. He was going to leave me to go to some place to make himself better… Horizon or something. He said he was hooked on drugs and he told me about Elaine.

I said that I didn't care, but he insisted that he was too dangerous to be with me and … I couldn't take it. I wouldn't let him leave me. I tackled him and kissed him, begging him not to go. He pushed me away harshly.

Then, I ran after him, nail scissors in my hand, running the small blade through his back. Scott fell to his knees, stunned. I stabbed him again and again, screaming and crying. Then, I dragged him further into the meadow. I dug a hole and—

"Brandi, is that you?" Kat's voice asked in the background. I looked around, panicked.

I couldn't remember how, but now Paul was lying in the sand. He wasn't moving and Kat was coming closer…

"Go away!" I yelled. "It's okay."

"You sound like you've been crying." Kat ran up to me, but she stopped, once seeing Paul on the ground like that. "Oh my God … what's happened Brandi?" She asked with fear in her eyes.

Not once did a flicker of recognition cross her face. Not once did she realize that I had done this … and that she was looking into her own fate. Regrettably, I pounced on Kat. We had a short yet evenly-matched fight until I hit her head against a rock.

She wasn't dead. I was going to have to act fast … then I saw the half-alive body of Paul. I had an idea … First I pulled my sleeves down until they completely covered my hands …

Wrapping my hands around Paul's hands around Kat's neck, I commenced choking her until no part of her body showed any signs of life.

I took Scott's body and dragged it farther into the meadow, almost on the other side of the beach and commenced digging. No one could know that he was here. No one could know…

I left Kat's body where it was and positioned Paul's closer to hers. When I was all done, I admired my work. It all looked so authentic except … the scars that were all over me.

So … I ran into the ocean, letting it wash away the last of my evil deeds, the last of my sins in some sort of purification ritual. It was so serene, so … it made everything okay.

I took a deep breath and sighed with relief once I realized that I still had Scott's necklace with me. It still had a blood-stained piece of his hair, and hairs once belonging to Paul … which I had added as well.

They would both keep their promises. They would both be with me. No one would abandon me ever again… Naked and in the ocean, I started screaming, uncontrollably.

I had to make myself forget about what I had done. I had to call the police and let them know what a … murderer Paul really was...

Shelby waited at the beach house patiently, only partly scared. When she heard someone jiggling the front door, she rushed to it, thinking that it was Kat.

"It's about ti--" Shelby stopped herself once she saw the scene in front of her. A naked Brandi was in front of her, shivering and screaming uncontrollably.

"P-Paul … he-he …. He killed Kat."

(A/N: It took two years away from this story for me to finally get it done. I've decided to stop it here instead of having Brandi and Shelby go to Horizon. Sorry to all the Kat and Scott fans out there. Review please. –NL) -