Melody punched Jess in the right eye. Jess struggled to push the girl off.

"Melody, I didn't mean it! I-I-"

"You really think I believe that?!" Melody snapped. But then there was the sound of sirens.

Melody gasped and let go of Jess, and then backed up. Police officers walked in, Mike following close behind.

Mike stopped and stared in horror when he saw Chelsea's limp body.

He kneeled down next to her and ran his fingers through her long hair. "Why... Why, why, why...?" He mumbled. "Why her..?!"
He started to cry, tears streaming down his cheeks. He pulled Chelsea's limp body close.

"Chelsea... Chelsea, please wake up!" He pleaded, though he knew she wouldn't.
"Please..."

The officers held Jess against a table and handcuffed her. "Jessica Fitzgerald, you're under arrest for murdering Chelsea Schmidt!"

"Please! No! It's his fault!" She shouted, glaring at the man. He stepped back.

Everyone looked up at him. A sly smirk appeared on Jess's face.

"She threatened to kill her... I-I couldn't even bear to think about that ever happening... I looked up, and Chelsea nodded... And-And.... I-"

His voice trailed off. He looked down at his feet as he quietly began to sob.

Mike hugged Melody. He didn't care. He just wanted rid of Jess. That awful girl that was probably the one who'd caused all of this.

"C'mon, Mike. Let's go home." Melody mumbled, patting Mike on the back.

Mike nodded slowly, and then the two stepped outside and left the place.