Memories

so much

"I can't believe this!"

"You can't believe what?"

I was sitting cross legged on the couch. Ricky was staring at me with exasperated eyes. He looked like he thought I actually did it.

"That you would go and...Be so stupid!"

"Whaddya mean by that?! I didn't do anything! It was the..."

"It was the what? Easter Bunny? I don't know what to do with you!"

"How about you believe me! I swear, I didn't do it!"

"I want to believe you."

"Then why don't you?"

"I can't disagree with the police. And there has to be some reason that whoever did it would frame you. You either know something you're not telling anyone, or you did it."

'I can't disagree with the police,' Seriously man, you trust some strangers' opinion over your stepdaughters? That's not fair.

"I don't know anything. I was just as shocked this morning when everyone else found out. I had no idea."

"But, you did."

"What do you mean?"

"This morning. You told me that you needed to tell me something. But, then we got into an argument, and all that happened. You never got the chance to actually tell me what was going on."

"I...can't."

"I really do want to believe you. But, if you won't tell me. Then, I think you should head to your room."

"Alright, I'm going."

I went to my room and sat down on my soft bed. I thought of how I'd be seeing a lot of my room. I'm not even allowed to go to the rink anymore.

Since I was so bored I went on my phone and looked on Instagram. When I got to my feed, it was just what everyone was posting about Miles. Photos of me and the police, pics of me in handcuffs, and lots of pictures of Miles. Everyone seemed to have something to say. But nobody was talking about how I was saying I was innocent.

While I was trying to hold in my anger, I got a text from a girl in my grade named Naia.

'hey, u good??'

'no not really. guessin uk what happened'

'yeah, i don't think anyone in this town doesn't'

'that's annoying. people have 2 mind their own business'

'they should. just wanna say. i believe u.'

'really?'

'yeah, ik u. u wouldn't do anything like that'

'thx'

'gtg, talk at school.'

'we'll c'

'bye'

'Bye'

It's good to know that someone believes me. I mean I only have Naia's number because of a project we had a while ago, but it's nice that even though she barely knows me.

So, it wasn't even noon yet, so I put on some music, and just layed on my bed.

I sat there for hours. Not even really thinking. Just sitting there. Wondering why.

Why did he frame me?Why would he actually kill him? How did he get that knife in my backpack?Why me?Why Miles?Why this town?Why do I feel like this is Riverdale?

Why?Why?Why?

The music I was listening to was too happy, so I searched up sad songs. And instead I listened to that. Weirdly, it made me feel a little better.

So many memories all in my head.

So many thoughts.

So many things that I couldn't ever say.

So many people that didn't believe me.

So much hate.

So much.

It was just too much.

"AJ? Hey?"

Ricky's voice appeared out of nowhere. I was too tired to reply right away, so I kept my eyes shut.

"AAAAAAAAJJJJJJJJJJ!"

But Joey could definitely wake me. My eyes snapped open, and the two of them were leaning over me.

"What?"

I had fallen asleep or fainted or whatever I did. It had happened three times at that point.

"You've been out cold for over fifteen hours. We got worried about you. You have to get to school."

Wow, I didn't think that I'd been asleep that long. And that's exactly what I said to him.

"What? I was asleep that long?"

"Yeah, you need to get to school. The police are outside for you."

"Right. Alright, I'll just grab my bag."

"Right here for you, they had me check it for weapons."

"Seriously?"

"Yeah."

They can do whatever they want. I'm gonna stay strong. They'll figure out that I didn't do it.