A Murder Of Crows

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Chapter 1

"Raven, you need to leave the house for a bit." My mom told me in a shaky voice after entering my room. I looked at her with apprehension, I knew exactly what happened without her telling me a word.

"What did you tell him?" I asked her. She looked at the floor in shame and I could feel my heart pounding in my ears. Leave it to my mom to pin all her mistakes on me in front of her abusive husband.

"I-I had to run some errands and I missed the bus so I took Gavin's car because I knew I'd be back home before he finished work but..." She trailed off, unable to meet my eyes.

"But what?" I urged her on. If she was this hesitant to talk about what exactly happened then it really was a big deal.

"But I haven't driven a car in a very long time, you know that, I lost control of it and slammed into the car in front of me." She said. Oh God, this was bad. But I still didn't get what that had to do with me. I took one more look at her guilty face and realization dawned on me.

"You told him that I was the one who wrecked his car, didn't you?" I asked her. Instead of protecting me like any normal mother would do, she threw me under the bus.

"I couldn't tell him, Raven! You know what he can do! When he asked me I just blurted out the first thing that came to my mind. I told him you got drunk and didn't know what you were doing and decided to take his car out for a ride." She said defensively.

"So you thought that I should suffer the consequences of YOUR actions?!" I demanded. My voice was getting louder but I didn't care, she couldn't keep doing this to me.

"No! I wasn't thinking, I told you that! I just panicked and I know it's not an excuse but here I am trying to make this right by telling you to leave before he gets back!" She shouted back at me. That was her defense mechanism, whenever she was stuck in a difficult situation she would shout and try to justify her unreasonable actions.

"You know you can never make any of this right, don't you?" I asked her. Tears began forming in her eyes and I turned my back to her and walked to my bed, I pulled out a duffle bag from underneath it and put inside it a couple of tshirts and pants along with some basic necessities. Whenever something like that happened, I just crashed at a friend's house till Gavin calmed down. It didn't do much difference, I still got to see his ugly side but it was better than facing him at the peak of his rage.

"Call me when it's safe to come back." I said over my shoulder without looking at her. She mumbled an okay and I descended the stairs, put on my shoes and left.

I started walking down the street then took my phone out of my pocket and went through the same routine, I'd dial a few people, they'd all make excuses until one of them took pity on me and agreed to let me stay over for a couple of days.

"Hey, Cassie. I was wondering if I could crash at yours for a couple of days?" I asked her, cutting right to the chase. This was my fifth call and my patience was wearing thin.

"Heyy girl, I wish you could! We would've had so much fun! But my parents are back early from their trip and you know how they are about guests." She said. I could tell she was sugar-coating the words for my sake, her parents didn't have a problem with guests, they just had a problem with me. They thought I was some kind of delinquent and my mom and stepfather couldn't handle me so they just kicked me out every couple of days.

"Yeah, I get it. Thanks anyway." I told her and hung up. There was one person left but I wasn't going to call him, I would just show up at his doorstep so he couldn't refuse letting me stay. Manners be damned.

When I got closer to his house I realized he was hosting a party. Lucky me, Kevin let his friends stay over after his parties because most of them would get too drunk to even get up. I didn't drink much but he let me stay over anyway, the more the merrier he'd say.

I walked into the house and a kid shoved past me and rushed outside the house then he puked all over one of the neatly trimmed bushes. Lovely.

"Hey! I told you guys no puking in the bushes, now I'm gonna have to clean this up before my dad gets home in two days!" Kevin shouted at the kid who was still throwing up. Yet another example of why you shouldn't give alcohol to freshmen.

"As if you're the one who's gonna clean that up. We both know you'll call a cleaning service tomorrow and they'll take care of the whole thing." I told Kevin who still hadn't noticed my presence. He turned to me and grinned.

"True, but I'm still the one who's gonna have to handle that horrible smell till tomorrow. Looking at you though, I don't think I'm the only one who will have to endure that." He said, clearly eying my duffle bag.

"Surprise..?" I said. He just laughed and swung an arm around my shoulder in a friendly way.

"C'mon Raven, you know you're welcome to stay here any time. We're basically best friends!" He said and I rolled my eyes, a smile tugging at my lips.

"We're definitely not best friends." I told him. He pouted at me and I laughed.

"Ouch. You might wanna rethink how you talk to your host young lady." He said and I pushed him jokingly. A person shoved a red plastic cup in my hands and I sighed then handed it to Kevin who gulped it down.

"You might wanna slow down on the drinks. We don't want you puking in the bushes too now, do we?" I joked. His nose crinkled in disgust and he put the cup down.

"Hey, Raven!" Felicity shouted over the music and threw her arms around me. I hugged her back and then she went to stand in the middle of our group who were sitting in a semicircle. I was a part of the 'popular kids' group in our school and I had to say it had its perks. We got invited to every party which meant more days away from the house for me.

"Guys, I have a question. Would you rather serve in heaven or rule in hell?" She asked, her words slurring slightly.

"I think someone has had too much to drink." Bran said teasingly. Felicity scowled at him.

"Can't you just answer the question?" She asked and crossed her arms in front of her chest defensively.

"No." Bran said simply and took a gulp of his drink.

"Rule in hell." Kevin said in an attempt to diffuse the tension. He answered with confidence as if the mere thought of being a servant disgusted him. Well, that was how every spoiled kid out there thought anyway.

"Serve in heaven." I answered. Hell would stay hell even if I were to rule in it.

"Rule in heaven, I don't compromise." A voice said from behind me. I turned my head to see who the owner of that voice was. It was my first time seeing him and yet he had already made himself comfortable among the popular kids. It made sense considering how he looked to be honest. He was tall with light brown hair and deep brown eyes, he had that careless, arrogant aura about him that would've been unattractive if it were anyone else but he somehow pulled it off well.

"That's not playing by the rules though." I said before I could stop myself.

He smiled at me before getting off the couch and taking a step closer to me.

"Don't you know that rules were made to be broken?"


"I want to go to his grave." I told Kevin. He looked at me nervously, as if he was scared of my reaction to what he had to say.

"There is no grave. They didn't let us retrieve the body, he's still at the morgue." He said quietly. I stopped dead in my tracks and turned to him. He raised his hands in surrender.

"There was nothing we could do, you know they would've never re...." I grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and slammed him against the concrete wall before he could continue.

"How can you be such an asshole? He always said that he wanted to be buried near the ocean and you didn't even have the decency to get off your high horse and fight to get his body back from these jerks!" I said, my voice was getting louder with each word.

"What's done is done, Raven. We must concentrate on what's to come." He said, removing my hands gently from his collar and letting them drop to my sides. I looked around me and saw a couple of people staring at us. I glared at them and they quickly looked away.

"This isn't over." I hissed at him and started walking, knowing that he was following me. We reached the car and I waited for him to unlock it before getting into the passenger seat.

"How did you get me out of there, anyway?" I asked him as soon as he got into the car. He looked at me and smiled slightly.

"Your discharge papers were ready for a while, we were just waiting for you to be ready to dive back into all of this." He said. I sighed and stared out of the window, not wanting to talk to him anymore. Kevin didn't need to know that going back to this life was the last thing I wanted, not without him.


Hey, everyone! So this is the first chapter, I hope you like it.

Just to avoid any confusion, the prologue was in Kevin's point of view but the rest of the story will be in Raven's point of view, if any chapter is to be in a different point of view I'll write it at the top of the chapter but otherwise, we'll just stick to Raven's

Also, the first part of every chapter is going to be a throwback while the second part is in the present.

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