𝑰𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒂𝒏 𝒂𝒄𝒄𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉? 𝑾𝒂𝒔 𝒊𝒕?

Chapter 33.

-Back in your house-

Hell am i going to that therapy. You thought to yourself as you picked up your spatula to scramble the eggs then picked up your veggies and poured them into the pan.

"Alexa, add lettuce to the shopping list." You speak to your Alexa.

"Lettuce has been added to your shopping list." Your Alexa responded.

You poured your rice onto the pan and set a timer for around 5 minutes, you picked up your phone and dialled miss lenas number to ask about the barbecue..

"Miss lena? Yeah. Could i go to a barbecue that the banners are hosting next week?"-you

"Sure! But i wont be there so could you take Henry too? Oh wait! No i think he has a play date that day, so could you take him to the play date? It's at ####."-miss lena

"Ofcourse sure."-you

"Thank you"-miss lena

You hung up the phone and sighed. Tomorrow is becca and Emily's funereal and you couldn't decide if you were dreading it or if you were happy that they can get a funeral, you caught something on the side of your eye, not something..someone..with a black hoodie.

You immediately looked to the window but nothing. "Hm. Guess i am almost as insane as aiden. And what he fuck is this." You said picking up a note that most definitely was written by a teenage boy. "I swear to god this is a death threat."

"Wait. Is there two people stalking our group? Or am i just a flippin maniac. Heck this guy probably aint even the same guy staling our group, the guy stalking our groups looks like he's in his forties." You start explaining to yourself as you made your way back to the stove.

"Though i think im the type of person to easily misage people. Who am i even speaking to right now? Should i just read the death threat? I dont fucking know!"

Riiinnngggggg

You stopped the timer. "Fuck! I forgot to put soy sauce on it!" You complained to yourself, you poured the fried rice into a bowl and turned the stove off. "I should've joined the cooking club. I'm great at it. Or is this baking? Nah this is defo cooking" you said.

"Henry! Come get your dinner!" You yelled up the stairs.

"Can i eat it infront of the tv?"-henry

"..sure? Just dont tell miss lena."-you

"I wont!"-henry

Henry came down the stairs and you passed him his plate of fried rice with some ketchup on it since he's a child obsessed with ketchup. He took the plate and a fork then went to the couch and put on the tv.

You grabbed your plate and sat down at the table, you opened the note and the handwriting was barely understandable. "Oh this is definitely written by a teenage boy." You muttered.

All you could understand was the last part and that said. You act like your dad but you look like your mom.

"Well thats..reassuring? I dunno to be honest." You muttered to yourself and scrunched up the paper and put it in the bin not thinking too much about it. "Henry remember to put your dishes into the dishwasher." You yelled over to him and he just stuck a thumbs up and continued to watch someone play Genshin impact.

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