Where is Maxie?

Do you trust me?

Chapter 4:

"Kyla I'm not sure what you're talking about. Are you okay?" Sailor asked as he held my shoulders.

"Sailor?" I asked.

"Yeah?" He replied.

"Do you trust me?" I asked blankly.

"I mean I hardly know you but yeah I kinda do, you seem heaps chill." He shrugged.

"Come with me." I said as I pulled his hand.

A few girls gave us weird looks as we marched to the gates with our hands joined.

"Kyla? Kyla where are we going? Kyla I am always up for ditching but you gotta tell me where we are going man." Sailor panicked.

"You said you trusted me." Was all I replied and he shut up.

After leaving the school we walked in silence until we arrived at our destination.

"A drain pipe? You want to ditch school to look at a drain pipe?" He asked.

"Not just look, we are getting in." I said as I jumped into the open drain that my bestfriend had been slaughtered in.

Images of her blood gushing out of her body played in my mind as I looked towards the tunnel that lay up ahead.

"Kyla. Are you okay?" Sailor asked as he jumped into the drain with me.

"I'm fine. I just want to explore." I lied.

"Okay seems chill." He laughed goofily.

"So Kyla, why did you choose me to ditch with you? I mean why not Maxie? Oh wait shit no you guys are fighting. Um sorry uh. Aw man I suck at this. Sorry I'll start again. So Kyla, do you like art?" He asked with a mischievous grin but he kinda looked sorry for mentioning Maxie.

"We aren't fighting Sailor." I smiled sadly as I looked around the dark tunnel.

If it weren't for Sailor's phone flashlight it would be pitch black.

"Well why didn't you ditch with her? And why did you totally break down when I asked about her? Oh wait, is it that time of the month again?" He laughed unaware of the conversation we were about to have.

"She's dead." I said blankly.

"W-what?" He laughed.

"She's dead. She was murdered last night."

"Dude are you joking because this isn't funny." He asked.

"She's dead. Lifeless. Soon to be burried 6 feet deep under the cold, hard dirt. My bestfriend is dead." I said as the tears began to fall.

"Kyla, please tell me you're kidding and Maxie is going to jump out and yell 'got ya!' Or some sh*t because this is f*cked up crap." He said as he became nervous.

"She was murdered in this very drain. That's why I wanted to come here. To see if it was really true. But sh-she's dead and th-there is n-nothing I can do about it." I said as I sobbed to myself.

I was expecting him to say 'I'm so sorry' and smile fakely like he knew what I was feeling but all he did was turn off his flashlight.

I suddenly felt a person's arms wrap around me.

He was hugging me.

I hugged him back.

We just stood there in the complete darkness.

We just stood in the deafening silence.

We just stood in the centre of the drain pipe my bestfriend was murdered in just hours ago, and embraced eachother.

We said nothing.

Just enjoyed eachothers existence.

Eventually I pulled back and pushed his long orange hair behind his ear.

"Thank you." Was all I said before we walked hand in hand out of the drain.

"Kyla?" Sailor asked as we stood just looking at the drain.

"Yeah?" I asked as silent tears fell from my eyes.

"Do you trust me?" He asked as he stared off into the distance.

"Yeah." I replied.

"Come with me." He smiled as he grabbed my hand and began pulling me in the opposite direction to the school.

Unlike Sailor I stayed quiet whilst he dragged me to who knows where.

"Close your eyes." He demanded and I looked at him.

"Why?"

"You said you trusted me." He smiled cheekily before covering my eyes with his hands.

He then walked me a bit closer to our destination before taking his hands off my eyes.

I looked around to see that we were in a graveyard.

Wow.

What a d*ck.

I began to walk away tears already running down my face before he stopped me.

"What the hell?! How is this going to help anything!" I yelled.

"Kyla, please just trust me." He pleaded.

He looked me right in the eyes as he pleaded for me to trust him.

"Okay." I said as we began walking through a yard which fertilized it's flowers with dead bodies.

"Here." He said as we stopped at a random grave positioned all by itself.

He bent down and touched the marble head stone.

I read what it had written on it.

'Quinn Locke. Rest in peace.'

Sailor's last name is Locke?

"Did you know her?" I asked as I looked at him.

He was staring so intensely at the small grave I was afraid it was going to break.

"Sailor?" I asked and he looked up at me.

"She was my baby sister. We used to call her Quinny." He smiled sadly as a single tear fell down his handsome face.

"What happened?" I asked.

"Well one day when I was 12 and Quinny was 5 we went to visit our Dad." He started.

"She didn't really know our Dad because he and our Mum split up almost days after she was born and he had refused to see us ever since he left. Well anyway we got to his house and he basically just sent us to our rooms. So we went to sleep and all I know is that the next morning I found her d-dead at the bottom of the stairs." He said as he stood up and took a breath.

I stayed silent as he continued.

"I know it was him. He hated her. I know he pushed her and I know he just left her to die. But it was ruled as an accident and then case closed." He shrugged as he wiped away his single tear.

"Why are you telling me this?" I asked.

"Well you spoke to me about something that is hard for you to talk about so I spoke to you about something that is hard to talk about for me. But it happened 4 years ago so it's not really the same as what you're going through." He said as he hugged me again.

And for the second time in one day we just stood enjoying eachothers existences.

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Heyyy y'all it's been a while... mmmm sorry?

Pic on the side of the drain pipe (the tunnel goes on for ages)

Okay so has everyone seen nemo? Okay well anyways picture Sailor's voice a slightly less dopey version of Crash the turtles okay?

Yeah um cool.

Byeeee.