The Young Loved

From Best To Worst

  On next day, this time I actually decided to get back to school and stuff. I woke up much earlier than I usually do, which was pretty strange for me. I have an organ damage that won't really allow me to sleep on my own will, so I always had to use medicine to force my body to go to sleep. I got to school so fast after I packed my students books, work books and other needed stuff for that. As I entered the school building, a lot of upset faces and hugs welcomed me. Everyone already knew about Gabriel's and Danya's death. And others knew I were there that night...

-Hey Yar, I'm sorry that you had to see such thing...

-That must be horrible...

-Are you okay?

  A lot of people were worried for me, because it actually could be me as well who would die along with them. But I never liked too much attention so I just went to my class to not really think about it again. But even there my classmates kept talking about it. I could understand it, but it was annoying me too much, and upsetting me... After all those days I tried to forget about it, but the memories followed me even here. 

  It broke me again. I ran away in bathroom and closed myself there. I started to cry again. That night they both died got in my head again and again. Their bloody bodies, messed up floor... And then I also remembered Peter that day. He had blood stains on his face... Why he had it on him? Was he the one who did it to my friends, or was he doing something else in that day? I could ask him about it, but he can just easily lie to me about it. Well there was only way to actually get the answear.

  Lessons passed so fast, It felt like that I just skipped some hours on nothing but just listening to the never used themes in life. ("Haha, roasting school again :D"-Author.) But it felt so different without Gabriel's jokes he usually tells us and Danya's stories about games and weapons... He loved those stuff a lot. Just because of those stuff I never touch my phone during school time. But today I just sat in phone ignoring everything around.

  After the last lesson passed, I left school and went to park again.  Sat down on same place, and just started to hope for Peter to come around. Lemon could come as well, knowing that she is his sister that would follow him anywhere he goes. And I weren't wrong. 

  I saw them both coming up to me. They were talking about something that seem to bother them both. But as soon as they came a little closer to me, they stopped to talk about whatever they were talking about.

-Hey Yar! How are you?

-Hey girl! You look great today!

-I'm fine, thanks for asking. And thanks Lem!

  I wore new clothes that we brought together yesterday. I felt more comfortable in it than my old one. I haven't got any compliments in a long time, even from my family.

-But I have a question... To Peter.

-Hm?

  He looked curious after those words of mine. Lemon did as well.

-W-why you had blood on your face last night?

  He chocked for a moment. Lemon just had shocked face on her. She looked at Peter and her face immediately changed to more angry one but worried as well. Peter looked worried as well.

-I-It was nothing really, believe me.

-Blood is NOTHING? Where even were you that night before you came to me?

-...

  He started to sweat a little, while Lemon was more confused now. He sighed heavily and came closer to me. He squatted down and looked at me more regretting about my words. Yet still annoyed.

-You don't need to worry about it, alright? Just forget it.

-How am I supposed to forget it...

  I suddenly remembered those kisses he gave me that night. He forced me to do those stuff with him... I didn't even realize that I got flustered while thinking about that. Peter looked at me confused for a moment but after a moment I think he remembered it as well and got even more flustered than me. Lemon stood near us, listening to that confusing conversation of our's.

- N-nevermind, what are you guys planning to do today?

-Well, we were just about to get back home, but you came along so we decided to talk with you. Well, now we will go...

  Lemon grabbed Peter's hand and they left. Peter unhanded his hand away from Lemon and started to go on his own. I left after couple minutes later. 

  Still, just the fact that he got worried made me feel like he was the one who killed my friends. But I couldn't believe it at all... I mean, he possibly could do such stuff already knowing what he did to me before. But still, I couldn't really think about it so all I did after that is just went back home and slept out most of the day to not sleep at night. For some reason I didn't want to sleep this night so I decided to rest before that. Plus Peter could come to my house again tonight...