A friend to remember

34: Death, Suicide, Suspicion.

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"Guys! We have to go, it already four," Daniella finally said. She was exhausted, talking all night and mingling with uni boys who came for the party.

"Ashley," Vivian called from across the room. Ashley's eyes were closed, she felt exhausted and was trying to get some rest. She opened her eyes, as Vivian called her name again.

"We are leaving!" she had smoked some weed and it was still in her system. She sniffed as Vivian shook her, she groaned, tiredly, deciding she needed to use the bathroom. She struggled to get to her feet and started moving toward the bathroom, Vivian squeezed her eyebrows.

"Where are you going, Ashley? We need to go," Vivian called out as she opened the door. "Can you not see I need to use the bathroom?" she snapped, a little irritated. Vivian went mute giving up.

Ashley walked back into the bathroom and found that it was dark, she frowned, she wondered why. She started trying to search for the light switch, she frowned when she felt a very thick watery feeling on the wall. Her frowned deepened, as the sticky wet substance ran all over the wall, she hole that it wasn't pee or poo.

She decided to pull out her phone from her back pocket, and shin the flash light on it, to know what she was touching, it was dark red and had a metallic smell, she shun her light on the wall and shook a little. It looked like...

Blood?

Blood! She switched on the light and turned to the zinc, her body shook at the imagery in front of her, an ear-coiling scream resonated from her voice. She screamed in fear, her body shook, not believing her eyes.

Her eyes watered, as she felt a bile rose in the back of her throat. She recoiled and swallowed, tears running down her eyes.

"What is it, Ashley? Why are you screaming like...?" Daniella stopped, her eyes widened as she stared at Daniel, his body was sluched against the wall, his two wrist slits and his eyes was opened and he looked like there was no life in him anymore. Tears started falling down Ashley's eyes, he was dead he was definitely dead. Daniella and Ashley couldn't move, the shock on their faces apparently.

"What are you doing still doing and why are you shouting?" Vivan stopped by the door, eyes landed on Daniel's body, "What the fuck?!" she screamed.

"What... what the fuck happened?! Shit! What happened to Daniel?!"

People around started crowding the bathroom, although most people had gone home, there were still a number of people in the house. What the hell was going on?!

"What the fuck?" Bishop swore from behind them. Daniel was a friend and he was lying there in their bathroom, with his two wrists slit, dead. He wanted to vomit. How did it happen?

"Someone get Armstrong!" he screamed at the crowd that had started to double and were now videoing. "What are you.... Someone fucking get Armstrong down here! Now!" he screamed and two of them scrambled off.

He decided to approach him, to see if he was still breathing, his blood was everywhere, on the mirror, on the bathroom wall, the toilet zinc, everywhere, it was not avoidable. He slowly approached the body with reluctance, while he heard a whimper from behind him. He glanced at Ashley, who was now in Daniella's arms, while Vivian consoled her, she looked pale like she would faint the next minute.

When he got to Daniel's front, he pulled his hand up and it went back down, Ashley gasped once again, truly realising he was dead.

"What the fuck happened?" Armstrong screamed, he was still high and he was a little out of his wit, but he could clearly see the blood everywhere, a paper fell from Daniel's hand and so did a small blade that they did not know he was holding.