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There is no fucking way.
None.
Sophia killed my mom.
My supposed best friend.
"That little bitch," I yell and throw my leather jacket on the couch.
"You really think it was her?" Izanagi asks me and I stop dead in my tracks.
What reason would Sophia have for killing my mother? It's not like she really knows her. They've met a few times but that's about it.
"She's who he drew," I counter, a sharp sting slicing my heart when I look at the piece of art again. "She killed my mom," I sigh, still unable to believe it. I was angry- No. I am angry. Yet her betrayal is killing me. I dragged this whole thing longer than I needed to. I didn't kill the masked man when I had the chance because he threatened her, and this is how she repays me.
I feel so fucking stupid. Annoyed. Confused.
"It just doesn't make sense," I resume my pacing and catch Izanagi rubbing his chin in my peripheral vision. "Why would she do that?"
"I don't know hanii," Izanagi says but it is not the answer I was looking for. His uncertainty is getting under my skin, upsetting me almost as much as finding out that my new frenemy killed my mother.
"If only there was a way to find out for sure," Izanagi piques and a lightbulb turns on in my head.
"There actually is."
"Really?" he smirks. "How?"
"The Halloween party tonight," I propose and Izanagi looks up at me, intrigued by the idea, yet lost at what I'm suggesting.
"What? You want to attend this party?"
I smile at the picture I paint in my head, one that can only be described when I am living the moment. "Yes, and she will be there, possibly intoxicated, and you know what they say."
"A friend with weed is a friend indeed?" Izanagi asks and I can practically hear the record scratching sound inside my head.
What th-?
"No, you stupid fuck. Alcohol is the best truth serum. You just ruined my mini-monologue."
"Whoever they are say lots of things, so how was I supposed to guess that the alcohol saying was the one you were going for?"
"Intoxicated was literally the last word out of my mouth before I said that. Context clues, Izanagi!" I catch him smiling at me while I attempt to state my case and I slap him across the face. I don't know why I did but my intrusive thoughts surely won that time. "That's not the point!" I change the subject back to its original flow.
