The apartment was awfully quiet. No movement, no Adam yelling for me to wake up, no rattling in the kitchen, nothing. I stretched and walked my way over to the living room. Excited to find a lazy Adam asleep on the couch. But no. instead I found the living room a mess and Adam's camera on the floor. " what the fuck?" I mumbled " Adam?" I called " Adam? Did you fall asleep in the dark room again?" I laughed at the image of him asleep. nothing. No Adam sound asleep on his desk.
I decided to look inside his room but to find nothing but a mess and photos laying around. I huffed from frustration and walked back to the living room. I bent down to grab his camera. " where r u" I mumbled to myself as I stared at his camera. I started to flick through photos when I noticed some of a figure. I furrowed my eyebrows and decided to sit down. As I got a closer look I noticed this thing, person, was attacking Adam.
" SON OF A BITCH" I yelled. I decided to call the closet person to me. My cousin Angie. " hello?" She answered " computer?!! Do u still have one?" I yelled " yeah! Why?" " I'm heading to your house, NOW" I screamed. I ran out the apartment and tripped over a few steps. Making a few people laugh. Her place wasn't super far so I decided to make a run out of anxiety. So many things were flowing through my mind at once. So many what ifs and so many whys.
I finally arrived and welcomed myself in knowing she wouldn't mind. " well hello to you too" she smiled as I ran to her office. " password?" I yelled " it's embarrassing" she cringed coming into the office. " oh my god, just tell me." I rolled my eyes impatiently " jackandrose22" she whispered " titanic... seriously?" I chuckled " leave me alone" " what happened?" She asked
" Adam." I whispered. I started to look up the jigsaw cases. That's the only thing I could think of. I remember Adam and I discussing it when we saw it on tv. Nonsense we called it. Once I got more into it, the more information I got. it clicked. " FUCK" I screamed " what?!" Angie yelled " do you remember Amanda young?" I asked now pacing back and forth " that jigsaw girl? Who claimed he saved her and shit?" She asked " Yes!" I exclaimed " okay? what? Tell me for fuck sakes" she begged "either I'm fucking delusional or Adam is his next victim" i mumbled " fuck. LETS GO" she yelled running out the office.
Now you're probably wondering who I am. Who the hell this random girl is. I'm Jane Gomez. Adam's best friend. We met when we were 15 or somewhere around there. I can't quite remember. But it was In art class, I do remember that. Ever since then we've been inseparable and some may say we are in love. That's partly true. More like I'm in love with him.
We were out of breath from running so much so I stopped " I can't breathe" I cried " we can't stop" Angie said catching her breath " we're gonna find him" she added " I love him, I can't loose him Angie." I sobbed " have u told him that?" She asked fixing my hair " no" I mumbled " promise when we find him you'll tell him?" " promise" I sniffed
