9,Secret Lesbian Lovers
"It's Dr. Leon! What the hell are we gonna do?", Ryder shrieks
I think fast and quickly grab the folder from Ryder's hand and kiss her. Dr Leaon walks in almost immediately and turns on the lights
Ryder pulls away from my forceful kiss and the two of us frighteningly stare at Dr. Leon, awaiting a reaction.
"Woah! What the hell is going on here?", he says and covers his eyes
"Dr Leon?!", I say
"Kelsie Burklin? is that you? With Ryder Flinch?", he exclaims, " oh my gosh, What are you two doing in my office?!"
"Sorry. We just, wanted some alone time", I lie
"oh", he said, seemingly uncomfortable
"well, I guess it's no problem as long as you didn't touch anything"
"No", we both say
"Alright. Well, please excuse me while I pick up some papers. And next time, don't kiss in somebody's office alright"
"Okay", I say on behalf of us both
Ryder and I walk out of the room.
"You just kissed me", Ryder teased and wiped her lips
"Shut up! I had to think of a distraction"
"So, the first thing that popped in your mind was making us look like secret lesbian lovers?"
We both laugh.
"We should go and look at the folder at—", before I could finish my sentence, Sophia walked up to us
"Girls! There you are! I was afraid you had gotten lost in this huge fortress I have the privilege of calling my home", Sophia smiles, leading us back to the rest of the girls
"Finally!", one of the girls said
"Took you long enough, we're you taking a dump or something?", another said
"So what took you guys so long?", another girl added
"Uh, Ryder got her period", I lied. Again
Ryder's stare poked through my skin
"Sorry", I mouthed to her
"Do you want to drink some tea or something?", Sophia asks
"...thanks but, I think I should just head home now", Ryder said. Trying her best to keep her composure.
"Oh okay. Goodbye", Sophia says nonchalantly
"Uhm, I should probably go with her", I say to Sophia and the rest of the girls
"Okay, well, don't forget to come for try outs tomorrow", Sophia insists
"Yeah, of course"
Ryder and I said our goodbyes to the rest of the girls and went back out to the car. Trip drove us to the pizzeria and we decided to stay for a while.
We walked into the pizzeria and sat at the empty corner booth. Not long after we ordered, Ryder, Trip and I were feasting away at our deep dish pizza.
"So, are you gonna open it?", Trip asked after taking a bite out of his slice of pizza.
The yellow folder was laying on the table right before our eyes. All we could do was stare
"Ryder, you should do it. I'm too....nervous. I'm not sure I'll like what we find out, you know"
Ryder put down her slice of mushroom pizza and opened up the folder. It was seemingly full of things you'd regularly find in a folder. There was papers and receipts and cheques.
Oh, and the photos.
"Is that?", Trip asks as I pick up one of the photos and analyze it.
"Kylie's corpse", I say, fighting back the tears. Trip rubs my back in a comforting way.
"This is kind of weird", Ryder says and Trip and I switch our focus from the photo of my dead sisters body to the papers that Ryder was holding.
"What is that?", I ask
"It's a cheque, two Cheque's actually and one has and insane amount of money on it"
"What's weird about that?", Trip asks
"Well, the first cheque was for $2000, which is pretty standard payment for an autopsy report so I'm guessing that was just a regular payment to Dr. Leon but, the second one is for $8000", Ryder explains
"Well is that payment from the same person?", I ask
"Yeah. Both cheque's are signed by...,by Rosetta Parker"
"My mom", I comment, "Why would she pay him twice for one autopsy report?"
"And why the drastic difference in pricing?", Trip asks
"Do you think she had something to do with the fake autopsy?", Ryder asked me
"I'm not sure....but I do know there's no way I can ask her myself"
"Well we sure as hell can't ask Dr. Leon", Ryder says
"What about your dad Kels?", Trip asks me, "I mean, if your mom has anything to do with Kylie's death, your dad would know, right?"
He had a point but, there's no way in hell I was going to sit down and have a full conversation with Kevin Burklin. I'd rather be murdered.
"No way I'm talking to him", I say
"Maybe Miss Nadia? I mean, she's your family's therapist", Ryder suggests
"She wouldn't tell me. She barely tells me what she talked about with Kylie even now"
"...but", I say, "if at all my crappy father knows anything, chances are that most likely so does his equally crappy husband stealing wife"
"You think Ciara would tell you if she knew anything?", Ryder asks me
"I know she would"