[ WP ] Four friends stand over a body . They 're all responsible for the death .

**Tasha** 
 
 See? I was right. He did n't even show up to her funeral. Some boyfriend. I ca n't believe that cheap ugly ring he gave her. I bet he got it from a pawn-shop. Or maybe it's a hand me down from his aunt or his grandma or something, god knows they have huge families. Filthy, uneducated, uncultured trash. To think he had the nerve to ask her to marry him. And to think she said yes!.. Love is all that matters, she said, ugh, what a retard. Of course, when you grow up in a gold-plated dollhouse with parents who give you everything, you get used to having things `` work themselves out''. She did n't have to worry about getting in trouble, she knew mommy and daddy would always be there to bail her out and pick up her mess. 
 
 God, I ca n't believe he is n't here. What a coward. Just goes to show. 
 
 
 It's all his fault. If he'd just left her alone, she would have come to her senses eventually and gotten together with Vlad, like we all had planned. Vlad is so much better for her. If it was not for Felix I'd go for him myself. Hell, I'd be all over that in a minute, are you kidding. He should have just left her alone, like we had asked, to think the boys even had offered to pay him. She refused to see what was clear to everybody - he was only after her because of her parents. He wanted to marry into an affluent family, that's all. 
 
 Crude, manipulative asshole. He even looks like a criminal, someone should check, he might just have a record. I wonder what he said to her then, the boys tell me they saw them talking and they were just standing there. They did n't see him hit her or anything. But she never said a word to any of us after he left. 
 
 No way it was my fault. She was my friend, I only wanted what's best for her. How should I've known Vlad will end up being such a... 
 
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 **Felix** 
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 These fucking people. They keep coming here for work or school and end up staying forever. Like this place is made of rubber and can fit everyone. They go after our jobs, they go after our women. I swear next time I see one of those dung-crusted shitweasels hitting on one of ours I'm gon na break his neck. They should just stay in their fucking villages or, if they're so dead set on _making it in a big city_, should at least know their place and have the common courtesy to stay away from folks like us. Most of all girls. Do n't they have girls where they come from? Everybody should hang out with their own kind is what I think. 
 
 I feel bad for Victor though. I guess I should, fucking him over like this, but the cops were all over me and they told me I was a murder suspect ( what? ) so I had to give them something. I'm sure they will just slap him with community service or some such, he is n't even a real dealer, he buys weed for himself and shares with us sometimes. It was just a tab of X, just one tab. And weed, they said, it's not even a felony unless it's over fifty grams or something. I do n't know how much we smoked that night but it sure as hell was much less than that. 
 
 I'm just glad my dad got to them before they drew blood for their tests. It would've been suspicious as fuck, with me being the buyer yet Renata the only one with X in her system. Was well worth getting my ass handed to me by the old man afterwards, I'd have been chopping trees in Siberia right now if t was n't for him. 
 
 That scrawny shit weasel. Almost got me kicked out of the uni. Now he's in the wind but god help him if we ever come face to face. I liked Renata. She was annoying as fuck sometimes but she was sweet. Would always help out when me and Tasha were broke. Sometimes I think, maybe if I did n't listen to Vlad, or if Victor was out of X that day, she'd still be alive. But I guess you ca n't cheat fate. That's what mom always says, anyway. 
 
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 **Vlad** 
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 I wonder what she looks like inside of that thing. Must be pretty messed up, they had to pretty much scrape her off the sidewalk. Did she jump from the roof or the balcony? They would n't even say. *shudder* 
 
 What the fuck was he doing there? and why did he have a key to her apartment? she told us he went to visit his family and would n't be back till Tuesday. That was the whole point of getting together at her place. Just classmates getting drunk, celebrating the end of midterms. 
 
 I do n't think Renata had tried anything stronger than wine before, to be honest. Everything was going according to plan, she was getting good and wasted and the X started to kick in, and then that stupid assclown ruined everything. We did n't even get to do it properly, she was all fucked up on vodka and X and I still had to practically beg her for a bj. I think Tasha suspects something. Maybe Felix even told her. But she'll keep her mouth shut if she knows what's good for her, we're all in this together. If she blabs I'll make sure she goes down with us. 
 
 Shame though. So close, with her old man as my father in law, I could've been golden. Nobody ever helped me out, my entire life I had to fend for myself. Watching brainless rich kids get ahead of me every time - the best grades, best internships, best placements. How many of them have I tutored to support myself through school - lazy, obtuse, spoiled, talentless pieces of shit. Used me for my brains and made fun of me at the same time. They knew I did n't have a choice. Stupid cunts. 
 
 Renata was different - but how different, really? She was still one of them, used to have everything handed to her without even asking. Funny, but the main reason I liked her was because of her relationship with this migrant worker. Girls like her never even look at guys like him, but she did n't seem to give a shit about your name, your money or where you came from. I'd spent years working my ass of, trying my damnedest to look like them, talk like them, until they finally accepted me as one of their own. Felix is supposed to be my friend, but I know he will sell me out the moment things get a bit toasty. Damnit, I was so close to finally making it. Why the everloving _fuck_ did he have to come back? 
 
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 **Georgy** 
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 You think I abandoned you, love? I was right there with you, hiding outside, then waiting until they put you in the ground. They all have left now, so we can talk in peace. I'm sorry I was n't at the wake. I did n't want to see these people and I did n't want them to see me. I did n't want to give them a reason to say bad things about you. About us and our baby. 
 
 
 I know I'm the reason you died. I've been repeating those words I said to you in my head ever since that night, every minute of every day, I wo n't let myself forget them. I ca n't take them back now. What I saw... it hurt worse than anything I had felt before, I never thought things could hurt like that, not since I'd watched my parents and sisters get killed by the soldiers. But I did n't have the right to take it out on you. Your only fault was that you were too young, too careless, too trusting. I wanted to warn you about your friends so many times, I have my grandmother's sight, I can see when someone has a _bad glow_. But you were trying so hard to be your own person, to break free from your mother and the horrible things she made you believe about yourself, I thought it was n't my place to tell you who to be friends with. Even thought I knew you would listen, I wanted you to be able to stumble and see that it was not a terrible thing, to make a mistake, for I would always be there to catch you and to look out for you. I would never have imagined they could do what they did to you. I'm sorry I could n't protect you. I'm sorry I blamed you for making the very mistake I was willing to let you make. 
 
 
 You were so scared and confused, like a little child lost at a train station, and you were so brave. I was always so proud of you for trying to make it on your own, without your parents' help. I never told you this, but I guess now I can. Your father tried to bribe me with his money, and then with a high-paying job, just so I would leave you alone. He thought I was after his power. Silly old man. Power is in carrying someone's love in your heart, and you had given me that. I ca n't take back what I said, I was n't even hearing those words, deafened by my own selfish feelings of rage and pain, but I promise you I will never forget them, for as long as I live. This is my punishment, and if your God rejects you for taking your own life you tell Him to come talk to me. He is wise, He will see how it's nobody's fault but mine. I love you. 
 

