Traitor

"Um...Amanda?" Mike whispered. I just stared at the roof...angry and also sad. "How? Who? Why?" I asked, holding my tears back as long as I could. I got up, and just slipped my boots on. "Hey! Where are you going?" Mike yelled. "How should I know? On the streets, maybe." I yelled. "You don't care, Huh? You don't care that I cheated on you." Mike grinned. "Yes, I do. What do you think I'd handle this? Like, 'Oh sweetie that's fine. Lets have sex.' NO!" I screamed, feeling weak, but able to scream. "I don't know, would you?" He smiled. "Would I say that? No. Should I handle it like that? Heck no. Maybe you should be a real man! Just-" he cut me off. "I am a real man! I tried telling you!" He yelled, tensing up. "A real man wouldn't do it in the first place." I whispered, slipping my jacket on, opening the door. "Hey! Get back here!" He growled. But it was too late. I was already running away, so he can't see me. I passed the corner, and leaned against the wall. "Hey, Amanda! What's up?" My friend Linda smiled. "Walking the streets, looking for my parents house. Or my Mom's." I sighed. "Why not Mike's?" Linda stopped my next sentence. "Did something bad happen?"

"Yes." I looked down, and started to walk. "What happened?" Linda rolled her eyes. What was I suppose to do? Tell her? Or just, face it. That its my secret, maybe not Mike's, but mine. But, I couldn't lie to Linda. "Nothing." I whispered, starting around the block. "Uhhh...okay." Linda said quickly, and started darting back around the block I came from. Yep. She's going to ask Mike. I knew it. But he might not answer the door. I closed my eyes or a minute or two, then opened them and started walking slowly. "AMANDA!" Linda screamed, full of fear. I gasped and turned around, and started walking swiftly. It was coming from the woods. I gulped, and started slowly walking in, making sure not to make a sound. "Hello?" I suddenly whispered. "..Amanda? Amanda!" Linda came out of an odd direction. "What's wrong?" I sighed. "SOMETHING TOOK ME. It was...huge...like a beast. It smiled and said, 'Hi, Linda. Amanda is mine.' It..was...scary." She shook with fear. I chuckled, then bursted out laughing. "SURE." I smiled, almost falling on the floor. A large growl came from a random direction, then Linda screamed. "HE'S COMING AGAIN!" Linda grabbed my hand, and ran out of the woods. My eyes were wide open, but it was just an imagination. "Bye, Linda." I smiled, giggling. "It'll come at night to get me!" Linda whimpered. "No, it won't Linda." I smiled, and started to walk away. "Yea, an imagination." Linda whispered loudly, and walked away, slowly.

2⃣Part two2⃣

My other friend, Jasmine, decided to let me live with her. "Oh, thank you, Jasmine. I couldn't thank you more." I smiled, entering her house. "You don't have to. Mike is just a player. Nobody likes players." Jasmine glared, picturing something. "I didn't know right away, but if I was a singer, I'd make a song as fast as Taylor Swift could!" I laughed. "Same." Jasmine chuckled. "Your brother here?" I asked. "Jacob is. Jake is still here." Jasmine looked at my clothes. "Need to change?" She asked. "YES! I forgot to get my clothes back at Mike's. Ugh, I'm never going back there." I growled. "I'd do the same." Jasmine rolled her eyes, leading me to her bedroom. "You already know my house because I showed you the tour?" She asked, slowly. "Mhm." I nodded. It smelled so fresh in the house. Jasmine told me before that her dad found some smelly paint that smelled like strawberries. They quickly started to paint it on the walls. It started to smell great and Jasmine wanted to show it off. It was a really bright red it some shining on it. Her floor was a pinkish red carpet. Her house was two stories high, and like, 9 rooms in the house. I was really happy when she insisted I could live here. "Come on, let's go!" She grinned, squeezing my hand. "Oh! Yea," I followed her. I opened her door, and was surprised. "Wow..." I looked around. "Oh! I forgot to tell, I changed it a little. I kinda moved things around so...yea." She scratched her head awkwardly. I was silent the whole day. I decided to take a walk to where we and Mike use to go, by the fountain in the middle of town. I was a block away, until I bumped in to someone then fell. It was all so quickly. "Oh! I'm so sorry. I'm...uh, whoa." The boy's eyes turned wide when I got up. "You're...pretty."

I was shocked. I didn't show it, but I was shocked. "Ow," I rubbed a spot on my forehead. "Oh! You're bleeding." The boy rubbed the blood away. "It's still dripping, but I can handle it. I'm Zach. I'm 19." He smiled. "Oh, hi Zach. I'm Amanda Yearage. I'm 19, also." I smiled. We shook hands, and got to know each other. "Wanna come to my place?" He asked. "Uh, sure..." I whispered. Once we were walking, the street was familiar. Then, it popped into my mind. Mike's house. "Uh, I need to go. My friend needs me." I whispered. "Oh! Thats fine.." He frowned. "Do you have a boyfriend?"

"No...uhh...need my number. We can meet somewhere tomorrow." I asked. "Yea!" Zach smiled. I bet you he was thinking, 'WIN! I got a girl in my hands! A few steps away, I can get her.' I gave him my number, then waved by.

I sighed, then started to walk to the fountain. Suddenly, I was pushed in an alley. I screamed, but no one heard me. Suddenly, a voice whispered in my ear,

"You will never see Linda ever again."