TW: Cursing
*Abdul's POV*
The next day, I heard a knock on my door. I opened it and I saw all my friends.
"What are you guys doing here?" I asked.
"We wanted to help you find the bottle," Erik answered.
They all followed me to my room.
"We need to look for some clues," Erik said.
They started to look through my room but they were mostly cleaning it.
"If my room was in a state like this, I would be homeless," Rozalina commented.
I rolled my eyes and sat down on my bed.
"Aren't you going to help us?" Nia asked.
"I'm useless," I said, "I'm probably never going to find it."
"That's why we're helping you," Michelle said.
I got up and searched the room.
"Why do you have a soccer ball?" Erik asked.
"Oh, it was deflated when I found it," I explained, "There's an address on the back and I forgot to give it back."
"We can go and give it back," Nia suggested.
We all agreed and headed to the address.
When we got to the house, there was a glass bottle laying on the front porch.
"We should knock on the door first," Erik said.
I knocked on the door and a middle-aged woman opened it.
"Sorry to bother you but I found this ball and I think it's yours," I said.
"Oh, thank you, it's my son's," she smiled.
"Why is there a glass bottle on your front porch?" Erik asked.
"Oh, I have no idea, it's been there for ages," she said, "It's addressed to an Abdul Baqri."
"That's me," I whispered.
"Oh, that's strange, here you go," she said and gave the bottle to me, "Goodbye."
She closed the door and Rozalina said, "Why don't you go and read it by yourself?"
I nodded and stepped forwards a bit to get some privacy.
I gasped. Erik couldn't know this. I found some mud and smeared it over the letter making sure that my friends didn't notice. I then passed the letter to Erik.
"Why's the letter dirty?" he asked.
I shrugged my shoulders.
Dear Abdul,
Be careful with what you do. #### #### #### ### #### ##### ## ####. #### ## ###. ###### ### ######## ####. ##### ####### #### ########. ###### ##### #### ## #### ###. As Erik said, don't eat the pill ### ##### #### #### #### ##### ### ####!
From Abdul
"F*ck off!" Erik shouted, "Why is yours even more crossed out?"
"Erik, calm down," Nia said.
"No, Abdul's doesn't even have any advice written," Erik said.
I felt a bit guilty but this was important information. No one could know.
It started to get dark so all of us headed back home.
YOU ARE READING
The Bottles
Teen Fiction"Be careful with what you do." What would you do if you found a message in a bottle? A group of friends play Truth or Dare which leads them to a very unexpected turn of events. TW: Underage drinking, mention of being naked, cursing, bullying, mentio...
