danger

Chapter 10

When Leah finally left my door at that day, I realized it had been just ten minutes. How could it have been such a short time, when it seemed like hours? That was when I realized that I was not just scared of Leah. I was AFRAID of her. And I knew I shouldn't feel guilty for that, because, after all, I was just trying to be safe, but I had left a friend for something no one was sure about, and neither had proof about. If the rumors were false, Leah would never want my friendship again. If they were true, had I became her target? Whatever I did, I felt like I was doing the wrong thing. As if I was becoming more and more the target for Leah. I even started thinking that if she wasn't a murderer, she would become one, just to kill me for believing she was one. But that didn't happen. at least for another three months, in which she seemed to try to get closer to me, as if she wanted to be friends again, while Charlotte seemed like she was avoiding me.
- I think it's because of a fight we had. - I told Fred
- Yeah? Well, sometimes she's like that. Don't worry. - He answered.
But I was worried, because she was my first friend here. The person who helped me. I didn't want to loose her.
Then, one day, I decided to talk to Charlotte. Just to ask her what was wrong. I looked for her for about 15 minutes when recess time arrived, but I didn't find her. I knew something was wrong, because she spent every single recess at the couch at the corridor. I had never seen her in a different place on recess. But, when I went to the bathroom, I found something I wish I haven't.