Elemental: We are all murderers #2

Chapter Four

Azania

I open my eyes to see that I'm in my bed with a pounding headache. I can't stop thinking about Emily and last night. I hate the way that I hurt her but it didn't matter anymore. Now she wants nothing to do with me and I will give her that much. "Look who's finally awake." Mike is leaning against my door frame. "Yeah and excited for the day she is but first she needs some painkillers." He laughs at that, shaking his head and that's when I realized he already has a bottle and a glass of water for me.

"Are you God? Because you're saving me from hell." "Trust me. I am no God. But I am your best friend." "That is true and you'll be an even better best friend when you walk to the bed and give me that." He laughs again, walking up to my bed. I may be a shitty person, but I'm surrounded by some pretty good people that I love with all my heart. Despite the fact that I may not show it, it just gets loud in my head sometimes. And seeing them happy calms it down a little bit. "Is she finally awake?" My brother shouts from downstairs.

"Yes, and she's got a pounding headache and you're making it worse." I shout back, regretting it as soon as I close my mouth. I take the pills and I take a sip of my water and wash it all down. Mike sits at the edge of my bed, watching over me. I take a breath and asked my best friend a question that has been ring on my mind ever since last night. "Mike, did you tell Emily what happened?" Mike goes deathly still and I already knew the answer to my question by just looking at his eyes. A sting of betrayal hitting me.

"Yes, I did. But I didn't mean to. I was drunk." He sighs and looks down, not wanting to look at me in the eye. "Well, at least you didn't lie to me." "Why would I ever? I'm sorry, I know you feel betrayed. You're my best friend and I shouldn't have just blurred out your secrets drunk or sober." "I forgive you. It's ok." I say and although he didn't mean to, he was out of his mind. It still hurt. "We should go down and get breakfast." I say.

Trying to change the subject as it weighs heavy on us. "Yeah, you're right." I get out of bed and head downstairs, Mike in front of me, and then I hear his voice. "Yeah, I fucked up she really didn't deserve that and I wish I could apologize to her." Noah's voice hangs over both Mike and I, and Mike turns to look at me. "Then why don't you? It's not too late." My brother says. I push Mike to move further down the stairs as I am starving and have a hangover. The painkillers haven't kicked in yet. "Morning everybody." I say, plastering the smile on my face.

I look to see that my brother has made me french toast. "Good morning, Azania. I made you guys breakfast." It isn't surprising that Mike stayed the night here. He always does. He's a part of the family at this point. Although it's been half a year. Nothing has really changed in my family except for the fact that I've gotten progressively worse in my parents eyes and I'm surprised they haven't sent me to boarding school yet.

Regardless, they're barely here and Mike can stay as long as he wants. This all started when he was at my house at 5:00 AM and didn't want to leave. I could see it in his eyes that something was wrong, but he didn't say anything. His eyes were red and I knew that he had been on drugs again. I didn't question him and I let him stay and ever since then he's occasionally went back to his house, but mostly spends his time here.

I know what happened to his family it's a tragedy. He lost everyone that he had ever known and loved at such a young age. His a loss is something that we are not mature enough to comprehend. He deals with his grief in his own way, but that way is destroying himself and I hate to be the one to take it away from him because it's his only release, it relieves the pain that he feels every single day just from living.

And I know how that feels. I take a seat at the table then start eating my food. "Anyone want to watch some news?" My brother suggests I just roll my eyes and continue eating my breakfast. He took that as a yes. I barely make any eye contact with Noah because I don't want to. The TV switches on and starts playing.

"Unfortunately, we have some very tragic news here in Steyn City. A young girl named Emily Myers. Ran away from home last night. Her parents don't know where she went or who she was with, Emily is only fifteen years old. And she was known as a bright student and happy child, known to spend most of her time with the elite of Steyn City. She spent her days with the Royals. So they call themselves. They are Azania Silver Woods, Mike Howard, Grayson Wilson. Nate Freely, Sarah Waters, Natalia Rose, and Sky Wildflower. 

These are the last people Emily was supposedly seen with at a party last night, but nobody knows any further information. Police say that they are on the lookout for her and will be doing interviews on all of the students and anybody who might have any information of Emily's whereabouts. So far there has been nobody to step up. But rest assured, Steyn will not let this slide and the police will find her. 

Whatever it takes. Just please make sure to keep a lookout for a girl with brown hair and light green eyes. Freckles on her face. If anybody has any information at all that could benefit the police, please go to their station or contact them on 0785920790. That is all for the Morning News and I will be with you shortly."

That news makes me drop my knife and fork. And stare at my food in horror. I turn around to the TV to see Emily's face. All over the screen. What? This doesn't make any sense. I saw her just last night walking away from me, saying that she never wants to see me again. Noah stands up abruptly and runs out the door probably to Emily's house I just turn my head around and stare at Mike in horror. To find that he's giving me the same look back. This can't be happening.

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