Suicide Angels - Episode 2
by Jennifer Park
I hate funeral homes. I was here a month ago for my great-aunt.
They say death comes in threes.
Not helpful, Kins.
Just look at all the people. The line stretches out into the parking lot.
They’re vultures. Just here to be part of the drama.
Come on, Peyton, everyone just wants to pay their respects.
Most of these kids didn’t even talk to Ella. Why are they here?
They might not have talked to her, but they knew who she was.
How can her mom and dad just stand there and greet everyone?
You know they’re all saying the same damn thing. I can barely watch it, let alone listen to it.
That’s why we’re sitting back here in the pews—
So we don’t have to talk to anyone.
No. We’re just sitting here trying to understand how our best friend is lying there in a wooden box.
I know. I still can’t wrap my head around this—
It’s like we’re living in a nightmare and can’t wake up.
You know what they’re all saying at school.
That she overdosed?
It’s total bullshit. Ella doesn’t even like taking aspirin for a headache.
So how do you argue with a toxicology report?
If she really OD’d, then someone forced her to. I know Ella. There’s no way.
And we still don’t know who she left the party with.
We know who saw her that night.
That man who came to her house. But who is he?
And when did he see her, and why?
Where is Ava?
She’s standing by the casket.
And speak of the devil…
The girls spin around at Cassie’s words and look towards the back of the room.
The same man. Why does he look so familiar?
I thought you said he’s in your brother’s fraternity?
No, it’s something else. It’s—
The girls watch in silence as the man walks up the side aisle. Ava meets him halfway to the casket.
What?
It’s Ava. That’s why he’s familiar.
He knows Ava?
They’re dating. Or at least, they were—
I saw them together at the fraternity’s parent day last month.
But that still doesn’t tell us why he was looking for Ella’s phone—
Especially if he knew she was dead.
He was so desperate to find her texts…you think he’s responsible for her death?
Was some sort of proof on her phone?
There’s only one way to find out.
Hang on, look.
The girls watch as Ava and her boyfriend quietly argue.
She places her hands on his chest to stop him from getting closer to the casket.
What’s going on?
Look at his face. What’s he staring at?
He looks terrified.
They look towards Ella’s casket.
Their history teacher, Mr. Stevens, is standing there. He turns to the couple, noticing their confrontation.
Is Mr. Stevens walking over there?
Yep.
Is he going to say something?
Look, Ava’s boyfriend is walking away.
And Mr. Stevens is following him. Let’s go.
But Ava’s watching us.
Who cares? I want to hear what they say.
The girls follow them outside, moving closer to Ava’s boyfriend and Mr. Stevens.
The whole time, they try to stay hidden behind a row of cars.
I’m surprised you had the nerve to show up here, Ethan.
What are you talking about?
You know. Don’t pretend you don’t.
I didn’t do anything.
I could turn you in right now and you know it.
The girls whisper from their place nearby.
How do they know each other?
Maybe Ethan used to go to our school?
They’re acting like they know each other really well.
Ethan tries to get past Mr. Stevens, but he blocks his way.
Move.
Tell me, did you really think you could get away with all of this?
I told you, I don’t know what you’re talking about.
Really? Should I pull up the video?
What do you think the police will think?
You can’t prove anything—
I don’t need to. It’s all there for them to see.
You don’t know what you’re talking about.
What would Ava think?
Ethan flinches, then looks around the parking lot.
His eyes rest on the girls’ hiding spot for the slightest moment.
Did he see them?
If I find out you had anything to do with this, it’s over for you. She was a good girl.
Get out of my way.
He shoves Mr. Stevens once, and then immediately backs off and gets in his car.
Mr. Stevens watches him leave.
We need to get out of here.
Come on, let’s go back inside.
Ladies, wait.
Hey, Mr. Stevens.
Girls, I’m so very sorry about Ella. You must be devastated. I know you were all best friends.
Thank you. We were.
Mr. Stevens, who was that boy you were talking to?
Ethan? Oh, just an old friend.
You taught him?
Look, if you see him around your houses, or near Ella’s, will you please let me know?
Should we be worried?
Ethan was obsessed with Ella. He’s a little…unstable.
But Ella never even mentioned him.
I guess you never really know someone, do you?
Just promise me you’ll let me know, okay?
The girls assure him they will.
When they head back inside, Ava is waiting for them just inside the door of the funeral home.
What are you doing?
Trying to figure out why your boyfriend was about to fight Mr. Stevens.
He’s not my boyfriend, and it’s none of your business.
The three of you need to back off and stay out of it.
Why? Do you know something, Ava?
Ella didn’t commit suicide and you know it.
Don’t you dare say that in here. Not in front of all these people. Just—
Leave.
Cassie crosses her arms.
We know Ella. We know she wouldn’t have done this.
And we’re going to prove it.
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