You’re more stubborn than most
And though I don’t like to boast
I meant what I said
And now, because of you, someone is dead
While you were away
I took the liberty of having my say
M’s diary is now live on your site
Just a matter of time before the world sees it and bites
Will they bite you?
I haven’t a clue
Though I can’t take all the glory
Seeing as how I used your own story
But before you feel bad
Or even start to get mad
Don’t forget it’s your refusal to play
That brought you to this day
If you want this to end
Then consider me your best friend
Only I hold the key
So whatever you do, do not disappoint me
Further instructions will come
And I’m warning you to keep mum
If you share any of this with your gang
I promise, someone will hang.
Her heart pounding, Layla scrolled to her blog. An unvoiced cry died in her throat as she skimmed the post she’d written and had been dumb enough to leave in the draft folder instead of deleting.
BEAUTIFUL IDOLS
Through the Looking Glass
By Layla Harrison
Her stomach churned. It was all there, every word. Her gaze fell to the most incriminating part. If it turned out to be a hoax, and the entry wasn’t really pulled from Madison’s childhood diaries, Madison, or even Madison’s estate, could sue her for slander.
But of course, just as she feared, the words were now posted for the whole world to see.