The Bad Boy's Girl

When everything is revealed

A picture of emma and Indiana costumes

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Crap. What have I done? My life is over, might as well accept it now.  For the rest of the day I tried to keep out of everyone way, well more than usual. It was lunch and I sit by myself like always.  Whilst eating my lunch I felt someone sit next to me. I looked up to see smiling Jason looking more smug then usual

“Hey indie” he said biting into his sandwich

My eyes widened when I heard that name. Emma used to call me that only Emma. Memories flooded back in my mid of the days before the accident. She was my best friend , it was me and her against the world. All those plans we had made. Shattered I wish-

My thought were intruded by Jason clicking his fingers infrount of my face.

“Earth to Indie” Jason said with a mouthful of food

“Don’t call me that” I snapped

He stared at me for a while shocked before smile took over his face. Before he could say anything I was gone. I bolted out of the cafeteria with my lunch ofcource. I heard Jason distant cries get louder and louder. Apparently I don’t run as fast as I thought because he right behind me. He grabbed my lower arm and winced in pain from my cuts. He looked me dead in the eyes without saying anything. What is this guy’s problem? Why so intense? Was he trying to look in my soul because that is not ok I have personal stuff there

“Why are you always running away from your problems?” he asked with a mixture of symphony and anger

“What are you talking about, you don’t even know who I am” I shouted

“I knew what happened to Emma “he said quickly but enough so I could hear. And not once did his eyes leave mine. A single tear fell down my face before it was followed by a flood. I didn’t know what to do. To cry. Scream. Run. all I did was sit on the nearest bench putting my head between my knees and all the memories  came back in one big wave and I didn’t know how to handle it .

6 months before.

I don’t think I laughed so much. Me and Emma trick o treating. I thought we were too old but Emma said and I quote “I don’t care how old I am free candy is free candy unless it come from an old man in a van”

I loved her to pieces. Unlike me she was so outgoing .but I guess that’s why we get along so well, I loved her like a sister. I know I would take a bullet of her and I know she would do the same

“Come lazy pants every second we waited is another child taking my candy” she laughed but knew she was dead serious

“First of all aren’t you almost 17 and second of all I promised your mom that I wouldn’t let you have sugar rush. Again” I said raising my eyebrow

“Well this time next year we will be seniors and we may not get this opinunie again and that sugar rushed happen once when I was like 14.” She said while faking being offended

I was about to say something when my phone stared to ring. I checked the caller id

“Is it him” Emma question looking over my shoulder

“Yeah “I breathed out.

“Don’t answers it ,today is our night and may I emphasize the free candy part” she said whining and pulling my arm toward the next house

“fine” I gave in. shoving my phone back in to my bag while Emma lead the way.

“Indie I’ve got an idea, why don’t we split up for an hour so I take across the road and you take this side so we will be able to twice more candy and quicker” Emma can be very persuasive when she need to be and was always the brains of our master plans

“Great idea” I laughed

“Meet me back here in an hour”

“Okay”

I hugged her before Turing around and walking to another house. That’s when I heard it

A car

Then squeal of breaks

A scream

And then silence.

Emma Roberson died that night. My best friend may have died that night but also a big part of me died with her