The Mole Amongst Us

Into The Fog

"Mind telling me why you and Matt are... You know"

"It's a long story, I geuss. Not a fun one either. I'll probably tell you some other time, hopefully"

"Yeah, hopefully"

*

"Well this is my stop"

"Guess I'll see you around" Holland scratched the back of his neck.

"I guess so..." I turned to walk inside my house. I waved one last goodbye before closing the front door. Well that's that. I don't know what Matt was on about. Which makes me think who's the next victim I need to interrogate. But those two shouldn't think I'm done with them.

I threw my backpack down in the hall. The house was empty, as usual. My eyes wandered around in the fridge and then the cabinets.

'nothing'

I threw the cub board's door shut. Why does everything always need to be cooked? I might as well starve. I grabbed a glass of water and made my way to my room. I stripped out of my school clothes and into something more comfortable. I pressed the on button of my computer.

"Time to do some investigation" and by investigation I mean watching some YouTube. I'm ways too lazy to do anything productive. Doesn't even matter how many times my parents lecture me about it, it just never goes to head. Way to much stuff going in there all ready.

My eyes lazily looked up at the time of the clock that hung on the wall. Almost eight, and all I've been doing is sitting on my gaming chair, a blanket wrapped around my body. Torturing my beautiful hungry soul by watching mukbangs.

The betrayal my mom makes every time, saying she'll be home early and so on, and so on. But I already know by know, that when she says that she's lying to the both of us.
I froze as I heard the front door open and close.

"Did I not lock" I quickly got up, roaming around my room for a weapon. I picked up a pair of green scissors.

'hopefully I get to stab their eye out or something'

I tip toed down the hallway until I reached the staircase. I groaned rubbing my face.

'cmooon...'

I clenched the pair of scissors tightly. I took two steps down at a time. I peeked into the living room. Nothing, then in the kitchen. I let out a sigh of relief. Relax guys, nothing serious. Sit down.

"Mom?"

"Oh! Astrid. You scared me, I completely forgot about you"

"I can tell"

"How was school?"

"Horrible"

"What happened?"

"Some girl fell from the stairs... And.. Uhm, you know... Died"

"W-What?!"

"Yup, witnessed it with my own eyes"

My mom's arms wrapped around my shoulder as she kissed my forehead.
"Do you want to transfer schools?"

"No, no transfers needed. I'll be fine"

"And what do I do, when you're not fine. I can't lose my baby"

"What's with the hugs" My father's gruff voice came as he placed some grocerie bags on the kitchen counter.
"Let me in on that" sooner than I could blink, it was now a family hug. My mom let out a soft chuckle as I tried to wiggle myself free.

* * *

After all the talk about safety, I was back in my room again. Waiting for dinner to be served. I looked at the black screen of my phone. There'd be tone of messages by now, but that won't be like that anytime soon. I scrunched up my nose as I smelled a horrible smell. A familiar one too.

'Oh no'

Smoke. "Mom!"

"Astrid! Stay up stairs!"