Cody's POV:
I hung up the phone, every ounce of peer satisfaction was swiped away like a kids face when they found out they got an F on the test they actually studied for. My mind was wasn't blank but wasn't working like a busy bee. Only one thought. My best friend.
I ran out the house now even shutting the door, or even putting anything that would give away, who I am. I jumped into the car slamming the door and driving for until I got to the school. Then place that was supposed to be, well, blown up. But of course it didn't go to plan. All but one person died, the one person I thought I made sure wouldn't be there. My best friend.
I pulled over on the side of the road to get a better view. Silence. 'To silent' I thought to myself as I jogged into the school building. No one was at the front desk, so I kept walking until I reached locker 712. My locker. There she laid. My best friend.
All I saw was her, unconscious, maybe dead, I was to frozen to move closer. How could I have let this happen? The one person that was my friend even when I treated them like shit?
I shook my head and walked over, she was pale, more pale then usual. Breathing was slow, almost like she was willing to give up.
I went ahead and picked up the rumble that was near buy. One by one as fast as I could go without hurting her. 'All my fault' I couldn't get the thought out of my head. Wouldn't leave me the fuck alone. I picked the last one up and tossed it, not really caring where it went.
As I picked her up I got a better look at her. 'She looked like shit' I thought to myself before walking out the school, into the car, and back to my house. 'Well atleast I I won't be bored with that other bitch no more' I thought to myself with a smile, before driving off.
My best friend.

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Why Me..?
Roman d'amourA chaotic mess of how my love life turned into a real life horror movie.