Rebel

eighteen

I still don't understand who could known all these secrets! Michael seems to be the only one who I tell them to.

I don't want to accuse him but I'm pretty sure it's him. I'm not stupid, but then again I have to actual evidence to prove its him. 

After thinking about this for a few days now, I know I have to talk to him- privately. I don't know how he is going to handle this. 

If I am right, what would he do? Is he going to hurt me or deny its him?

If it isn't, this is going to be one big mess and no one can clean it.

After many debated in my brain I decided to text Michael to come to my place.

He came straight away, thinking it was an emergency. Haha should of mentioned it wasn't...

"Is everything okay? Where are the others?" Michael asks.

"I only called you..." I say and sit down.

"Okay... is something up?" He sits down next to me.

"Michael look I don't know how to say this... I not you its me... wait not thats the break up speech." I start off.

"El, whats happening?" Michael asks worriedly.

"I just- uh like you know. Okay, so you everything that has happened about the murderer dude, yeah so like you know how you were always there?" I try to start off again.

"You think its me." Michael looks at me in shock.

"No, like I mean yes, but no. Like just a tiny bit of me thinks that." 

"You would honestly think I would do all this and set all of this up just to hurt my friends?" He looks at me in disgust. "Gosh, why would I do that! I have nothing against any of you!" 

Before I could reply to him he ran out of the house with tears close to spilling down his cheeks.

What have I done? 

Why do I always seem to muck everything up? This stupid murderer! When will we find out! Will we ever find out?

Will we have to live our lives like this? In hiding, and in caution for every step we take! 

We can't go to the police since it will all blow over and anyone can get hurt if the police fails to find out who it is.

Im tired.

Of everything, of living my life like this and I feel terrible. Not just terrible for myself but terrible for all those people i have put into this situation.

I heard a knock on the door and I opened it. Ashton.

"Hi El! Why are you crying?" He rushes in. I didn't even realise I was crying.

"It's just that I'm sorry." I say sitting down.

"Sorry for what?" He sits next to me.

"Sorry for putting you in this situation, sorry for putting everyone in this. Making you all suffer in this stupid mess. I didn't even think about it before telling you all! Im so sorry" I cry.

"No, don't say sorry for something you didn't even cause." He hugs me and gives me time to cry and let everything out.

I know if I were with anyone else they would say something like, 

oh the rebel is crying! Wow thats new

But thank goodness Ashton knew this wasn't the time to say that. We spent the rest of the time just chilling out.

When Ashton went to the bathroom his phone got a text. I didn't mean to look at it but I saw it was from Melissa.

Thinking it was an emergency from the hospital and looked at it.

Hey babe, missing you! xx

Okay, this is awkward. Are they together? Um, am I supposed to say something to Ashton about this. 

I put the phone down when I heard Ashton coming back in. 

"Hey Ashton, are you and Melissa like close?" I ask.

"Yeah we were best friends from primary." He says.

"So like are you a couple?" I dared to ask.

"We were for like 2 hours in year 4 but then no. I don't think I would ever date her." He laughs.

"Oh yeah I kind of did something stupid as well." I say.

"What did you do this time Elliot."

I explained to him the conversation with Michael and he face palmed. I apologised a billion and one times and he said its not my fault. 

"Lets go look or him" He says and grabs the keys.

And thats when we left looking for him.

First location: Pizza store.