6📚|A turn of events

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Alaina has been my best friend ever since freshman year, I was the quiet reserved kid and she was the hot outgoing one. Two totally different peas in a pot, however we quickly became friends and started hanging out alot, she's been there before Cillian and I'm sure she'll be there after.

She's the type of friend who would kill for you or hide a body for you, she takes care of you and plays mom easily but right now I was on the verge of killing her.

"You stubborn little cunt! You made me miss the once in a lifetime opportunity to see BTS because of a stupid killer who's gone into hiding for a month!" If only she knew. I let out a deep sigh and placed the phone on the counter, walking away from it.

She was upset about the concert we missed last night but honestly, all my energy had been drained after he left, I couldn't see myself out of bed or around a crowd full of energetic people in the night. So I ignored her calls and pretended I was asleep while she was banging on my door. I know I'm a terrible friend but it's not like I could tell her what happened, Alaina would have quickly gone to the police and I don't need any more drama nor did I need her in danger.

I had time to make my morning coffee and toast a bagel and she still was cussing me out about BTS.

I picked up the phone, not putting it to my ears and walked to my room to finish my shit ton of assignments while pretty little liars play in the background.

After I was settled on the bed, I took the phone off speaker and placed it near my ear, using my neck to balance it while I typed away on my laptop, "you done?" I asked plainly, cutting off the neverending rant she was in.

"No... Do you know how expensive those tickets were?!" I rolled my eyes at her dramatics.

"Alaina.. I'm sorry okay, I was tired and fell asleep, I didn't hear your calls nor did I hear you banging on my front door. You should have just went without me" I lied. Letting my piece out.

She seemed to calm down a bit as she took a breath of her own, "your right... I don't want you to feel like the bad person here, I was just really excited and it wouldn't have been the same without you and I'm not going nowhere by myself these day" I could agree to that, the streets of Rochester city have been wilding out, not just with the RN killings but with gang affiliations and kidnappings.

I try my best to stay off the streets once it reaches a certain time and just focus on my school work.

"Let me make it up to you... Girl's movie night?"

"I guess I could make time for you because I'm a wonderful friend" she dramatized, I rolled my eyes and pressed submit on the summary I was to send professor Norman a week ago.

"Whatever Alaina... I mean tonight by the way" she squealed and I could hear her bed squeaking from her jumping up and down on it.

"Yes! I love you.. see you tonight" with that she hung up, I chuckled to myself grateful that I had someone like her. Plus I needed the company, ever since last night I've been spooked out of my bones, I wanted call Cillian to ask him to come over, just to feel safe but when I saw that he hasn't checked up on me since the lecture hall incident I decided against it.

I just made sure all my door and windows were locked tight and huddled up in bed under a shit ton of comforters with sounds from the app calm playing in the background.

I was so afraid and almost didn't get an ounce of sleep.

I picked up my phone and for the thousandth time looked to see if Cillian texted me, my fingers hovered over the call button but I didn't know if I wanted to.

They say communication is key right and if something is troubling me I should voice it. I sound like a god damn therapist, speaking of I should set an alarm for Fridays session.

I really didn't want to speak to that woman but I gave her my word.

Fuck it. I pressed the green call button and immediately the dial tone came on, my stomach twisted in knots as I waited.

What was I going to say?

When it was on the last ring and I was about to hand up, the phone answered and his groggy morning voice came over the speakers.

"Cillian?"

"Yeah.."

"Why haven't I heard from you in the past week?" I asked getting right into it, biting my lips from the cheer anxiety of confronting someone, I heard him shuffle a bit, probably sitting up before his voice came back on.

"Why haven't I heard from you?" He dared to reiterate.

I scoffed, drawing back from his over the shoulder attitude, "excuse me? You know how stressed I've been and you still chose to ignore me, must I always be the one to break the communication barrier all the time? What happened to what we talked about in the lecture hall Cillian?"

He blew out a frustrated breath as if I was a bother to him, "look Celine. It's eight in the morning and I don't have the energy for this okay" my mouth hung open at this, Cillian has never behaved this way with me before but obviously his true colors are showing now, it could only mean one thing and I hate to Jump to conclusions but the signs are there.

The distance, the ignored calls and text, the cold shoulder as if trying to push me away and now the attitude.

"Are you cheating on me?" I asked, maybe it was stupid but why else would he be acting like this all of a sudden.

"What the fuck celine! You think you're the only one who's stressed. I have shit that's on my mind just like you do with dad MIA mom's been a pain in the ass and I have to be there for my siblings but the first thing that comes to your mind is cheating?!" shit. I think I messed up, I placed my hand on my forehead to try and ease the impending headache.

"Cillian you didn't tell me any of this. You've just been acting all strange and distant what do you expect me to think-"

"because I've been trying to be strong for you! Did you care to even ask if I was okay! It's only been about you!"

"Cillian-"

"I think we should take a break" he said. My heart took a leap and sank to the bottom of my stomach, was he serious? I didn't expect this conversation to end like this.

I shook my head as tears began to well up in my eyes, "Cillian don't do this. We're both going through things and need to be there for each other-"

"be there for yourself Celine. Look I don't have time for this alright, I'll probably see you around sometime.. Just-bye" then he hung up on me, the phone stayed plastered to my ears for what felt like forever and then I broke down.

Cillian practically just broke up with me, we've been dating for almost a year and I thought we were going to start our future together, he was great and I tried my best to be a good girlfriend.

I guess it wasn't enough for him to fight for us, I thought we were great despite the stress of school and witnessing a literal murder.

I dragged myself to the bathroom and forced to get dressed, I had a class today at twelve, a class with Cillian might I add and I was dreading it.

I was dreading everything, school work, the councillor, bathing and figuring out why that psychopath left an address on a piece of paper yesterday.

I needed a break.

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