I waited. For something, anything, that would tell me that it was all a nightmare, that I didn't kill Frankie and Sam wasn't in a coma.I waited three weeks, and still no sign.
I stayed in my room the whole time. No food, no water, no company. I wanted to know how the hell I was able to do what I did. But couldn't find the strength to leave my room and find out. The administration didnt blame me for the murder of Frankie, in fact, they didn't blame me for anything. They just left me alone. I called myself in sick for the entire month, I'm pretty sure I just failed this semester but who cares, I'm not aloud to leave the academy anyways.
I ignored the knocking on my front door everyday. I knew it was Rougue trying to cheer me up, but I didn't want to face anyone. Frankie was in the school paper the very next day she died, there's supposed to be an obituary any day now. Wonder who's gonna write it up. Rougue would text me letting me know how Sam was doing and how Frankie didn't blame me for the accident, but how would she know. The only people who could talk to ghosts were me and her, and her ghost hasn't come to visit.
The look on her face still haunts me. The look of fear, true fear. Pain was there too, but I mostly saw the fear, something she has never had to experience before. And I was the one who caused it. I should have listened to her. She could have killed the beast on her own. But I didn't, I just couldn't handle the look of pain that was on her face as the beast bit harder down on her torso. Blood was going everywhere, I wouldn't have been surprised if her intestines had been ripped out.
I shook the thought from my head and picked up my math book. I've already finished the entire thing and did every assignment in it and emailed it to my teacher. I wanted to be ahead, but I knew I was missing all the tests that he's giving us.
Mr. Kruse came and dropped off my assignments last night when I was sleeping. He hasn't bothered to they and talk to me since the incident, probably finally realizing that a hero doesn't kill there best friends. What did he even think would happen if I decided to save the world anyway? I had no idea how to fight, and apparently I have some powers that i didn't even know about. Like that would be good for everyone.
I lay there on my bed, thinking, hoping, dying...
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Hey lovlies, it lilidiot here.
I just wanted to let you all know that sadly I won't be able to write for a while Cuz I got a job and I'm still I school! I promise that I will post more chapters as soon as I can but until then I hope you enjoy this one!~lilidiot

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Ride of a Lifetime
FantasyLyric is just your average teenager living in an average world. Or so you think... "Hi, welcome to Lucifer Academy. How can I help you?" "Yeah I'm looking for the hybrid?" "Oh Lyric. she's not here right now. probably out training for the war." "Um...