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Mia Madden, Monday, February 25th, 2019, 1:45 PM. Location: Main Office. 18 days until the murder...

Another ending... I want to go home. Today, I'm feeling okay, and I'm still uncomfortable with depression. Regardless of the circumstances, I still feel haunted. We just came from algebra class, and we're waiting on the first floor by the main office. It reminds me of how I was here just this morning. We are supposed to have Mr. Hudson, but I guess he is not here for the rest of the day. He was here this morning. I mean, everyone in the library saw him today. I wonder, could It have been because of me? We usually search the auditorium or his homeroom, and adrift, he was nowhere to be found. So, we're here now. Some of my classmates were outside the office with Sophia by my side. I noticed the hallway was empty. Looking down the road, my classmates were all adrift. Somewhere, subconsciously in my head, or my gut feeling, rather, told me something was not right, and it had to do with him.

"Where is everyone?" I asked Sophia. She shrugged. But, she also had a quizzical look on her face. It seemed she felt the same way as me. Maybe she was getting the same aura I was receiving. About 10 minutes passed and not a soul came through the staircase. I asked myself if this had something to do with me. But, I couldn't shake the feeling something didn't feel right. Could It have been Aaliyana and Armando? For the past few months, they've been touching each other in the inappropriate ways you could think of. It was consensual, of course. Were they caught in the act? I mean, they would have to be in Algebra class. We just came down from there. There's nowhere else they could be.

I kept silent. She looked at me if the situation was also suspicious, as she pondered, looking around in her mind.

"Where is everyone?" She asked again. You could cut the tension in the atmosphere with a knife...

"No clue..." I responded sounded dreamily dazed in my head, accepting the fact that something is happening. I began to feel isolated because I was missing out on the entire scenario. I already had everything crashing down. What more could there be? I mean, there could always be more... Until my friends were the first to come down the stairs. I was engaged to them, due to their racewalking arrival. I saw Jonathan, Jeffrey, then the rest of the class.

"He did it! Armando kissed Aaliyana!!" Jonathan exclaimed as he came up to us.

"Yeah, we got it on video," Jeffrey added with his chill tone of voice, holding up his phone.

"What...?" I mumbled. Sophia glanced at me with worried eyes.

"What??!" Mileena egregiously asked as she, Jonathan, and Jeffrey rushed behind them, For her personal interrogation, and there he was. Man of the hour. All the other kids were hyper, and I guess heard the news.

I'm dazed by the fact they've done it. After years of breaking my heart, only making it deteriorate, was this all on purpose to hurt me? She...she didn't care about me at all. They-they have it on video? I guess that could be helpful? I could show it to Mr. Hudson. I saw Jonathan's tall, skinny figure in the crowd of kids. Out came Armando looking... dazed? They came back to us.

"Show them the video!" Jonathan exclaimed. He seemed so hyped up. Jeffrey pulled up the video rather quickly, with his phone held below, as we all leaned in to have a look. It was about a 15-second video of them making out. Aaliyana grabbed his face and roughly kissed him. There was a caption below the action saying, "Mine." It went by so quickly. But, was that "Mine" caption directed to me? I know she knows I'm the only one who dated Armando. How could they do this to me? I felt numb, but my mind was lost in the fog. Impetuously, I began to lose my mind. Though, Aaliyana was nowhere to be seen, as I looked around.

I noticed Sophia stared at me. In her hazel eyes, I could see fear spiraling into discord. I have no idea what my facial expression was. All I felt was numb. I began to- no... I think I'm at it. They've crossed the line, and what other reason could it be than to be on purpose...? Star-crossed lovers, right...?

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