Always Be Forever

Chapter 21: Michael

2087, BCE, September 17

"Cashmere's dead,"

I heard Jasmine tell me, soon after she had invited me over and I was sitting on the sofa with her and James sitting across from me. "What?" I had asked. I didn't want to believe that she was dead. "I'm sorry," James had told me. "I know you loved her," James had started. "I do love her, and I always will," I had told them, tears starting to fall down my face and I raced out to the front door trying to get past the sofa without tripping. I needed to see Alex. I don't care if he hates me; I need a friend. Getting out of the house and into my car, I drive to Alex's place while drying my tears. They were falling down, and they were falling down hard. A red light comes up, and I take a few seconds to think. I don't want to think that Cashmere's dead. She can't be dead. Hitting the honker, I burst out crying right there, and I covered my face with my hand. Feeling my hand getting wet from the tears, it makes me hit the seat beside me. Finally getting to Alex's place, I pulled up in front and walked up to the entrance, sulking over the loss of Cashmere.

"Hi Mrs. Harp, do you know where Alex is?" I had asked after I had rung the doorbell and she answered. "No sorry I don't. He disappeared two days ago," she had told me. Great, that's just great. Wait, I could maybe try Lily. "What about Lily?" I had asked. "She no longer exists," she told me. "She's at an institution downtown called Harvest Camp," Mr. Harp had let out. "Hector!" She had yelled out at him before slamming the door in my face. There was no one I could go to. Wait, there's also Cashmere's friends at her school, I could try them. Getting back into my car, I try to muffle out the sounds of Ellie yelling at Hector and throwing lamps and pillows at him. Driving away, I try to focus on driving to St. Christina's to see Cashmere's friends. I pulled up into the parking lot, and then entered. There in the cafeteria, I saw Eleanor talking to someone.

"How could you do that to her?" I hear her yell at the guy, grabbing a chair and throwing it at the guy. "Eleanor!" I yelled out, going and stopping her from attacking the guy. Turning her around, I looked into her eyes, and noticed that she wasn't herself; she's in a trance. "It's Michael," I tell her, and then the trance stopped. "He's the guy who killed Cashmere," Eleanor had told me, pissing me off and making my face red with anger. Going after the guy, I tackle him to the ground, and then straddled him and started punching him in the face. Punch after punch, I hear Eleanor exclaim, "Go Michael go!" She was attracting a crowd of people who hated this guy. "Go Michael go!" The crowd was now exclaiming out-loud. This had gone on for a few more seconds. Soon, I felt two people carry me off of this guy. I was able to get out of their grip and turned around to see who had taken me off of this guy. One of them looked like the constable and the other the principal. "Are you Michael, Cashmere's boyfriend?" The constable had asked me. "Yeah I am," I had told him. I know that the other is the Principal, because he asked me, "Do you go to this school?" "No, sir," I had told him. "Well then you can't just barge in here unannounced. You have to go the office," he had told me. "I'm here cause there are friends of Cashmere's that I know can help me," I told him. "Cashmere had died the other day, and this guy killed her," I had told them, pointing to the guy who I had just punched on the floor. He was trying to get up. "Jack Strapple?" He asked as I had looked over at Eleanor. I didn't know him for his name, only the fact that Eleanor told me. She shook her head yes to me, and I had told the principal and the constable, "Yes. He did." "Well, I'm Constable Amick, and if something happens you report to me now, understand?" Constable Amick had asked me, grabbing onto the edges of his belt on his uniform and pulling them up. "Yes sir," I had told them, looking at them this time. "And I'm Principal Webber. If anything happens you also tell me," Principal Webber had told me. "Yes sir," I had told him. "Good," Principal Webber had told me before they both walked away. The crowd had already died down and dispersed. I only saw Eleanor come back up to me.