The angel

Chapter 8: A change of heart

"What the hell was that," I said

Nero looked at me just as confused as I was, he seemed to have something he wanted to say but I knew it would be best if we spoke after we find out what had happened. Then out of nowhere, I see Stiles coming out barefoot, panicking, and see him put something in his pockets.

"What's going on?" I asked

"She...we..I-I'm not so sure," Stiles said shook from the current events.

"It's okay man just calm down and tell us what you remember"

Nero said as Scott looked undoubtedly worried.

"Hannah and I went to the basement, she took me there and we..um..well. Anyway, the point is that I left upstairs to get something and when I was coming back I heard the crash from the window and she was dead".

"Dead like an actual lifeless body," I said in shock I hadn't begun to think something like this would happen at a party.

"Yes she was dead, I checked her pulse," Stiles said as we heard murmurs and panic surrounding the party.

"I think you should call your dad," Scott said trying not to panic

Stiles listened and called his dad, Mr. Stilinski came and looked at the body; with care, forensic took her. A huge lump built into my throat when I saw her lifeless eyes, at that moment I began to feel nauseous.

"I-I think I'm gonna be sick," I said while running upstairs to the assumed bathroom.

I opened the door and vomited inside the toilet. I heard the sound of footsteps coming up.

"Hey are you okay," Nero said

"Do I seem okay," I said being snarky

"No you look terrible," he said, and at that, I laughed

"Guess dead bodies aren't my thing," I said

"Guess so," he answered

I wash my mouth and my face to the best of my abilities.

"You ready to go back?" He asked.

"Yea," I said as we finally head back downstairs.

Everyone asked if I was okay, I told them I was fine but they seemed unsure. It was 10:45 pm.

"Hey, I think I should take you home now," Nero thought

"Yea I'm ready to leave," I replied as Nero told everyone we were leaving and then we walked out.

"You wanted to tell me something, what was it?" I asked

"Ah never mind. It wasn't that important anyway and we have bigger problems to deal with," he replied but the sad look in his eye told me differently.

"You sure?" I pressed

"Yea I'm sure," he said reluctantly

********************The morning after***************************

It's a Saturday and I'm drained. I don't want to go anywhere but my dad comes to my room to tell me to get up.