refuse to sink ➛ a.c.

Chapter 12

Chapter 12

(A/N Ok guys sorry it took me so long and if it is boring, I was having writer's block :( )

 

It has been two days and Sarah still hasn’t done anything to me! What was she planning that could take so long? I mean I talked to Alex and told two people! I should be dead by now! I mean like not literally.

I mean I don’t even think she meant to kill my brothers. Trust me, I know Sarah, she isn’t a killer, she is just cold-blooded.

I mean I kind of understood why she would be a little like that.

Her family was nice and all. Her brother was really sweet (idk if she even has a brother but idc) and her mom was so nice to me, but her dad, he had a few problems.

I was always there for Sarah though just like she was there for me.

Call me crazy, but I still wish we were friends. You know if she hadn’t been the cause of my brothers’ death.

But she was, and that ruined the chance of us ever being friends again. I might’ve forgiven her if she hadn’t become a jerk after.

Right now she was downstairs hanging out with Austin and Alex. I was afraid to go downstairs whenever she was around so I just stayed up in my room for a while.

It was Tuesday night and I had one hour until I had to go the hospital.

I felt bad for not telling Austin and his mom but what would I say?

“Oh hey I have this chip in my head and Sarah is stalking me with it so I am going to get it out! Bye!”

Just no.

Anyways, Leslie and Georgia think I should start acting nice to Sarah so she won’t suspect anything.

Kind of like she was acting nice to me in a way, but I was suspecting something because Sarah isn’t someone who quits. That’s one reason why we stayed friends. Every time I chickened out of something, she would always convince me not to quit.

I heard the doorbell ring and I ran downstairs to get it.

It was Georgia and Leslie.

“Austin tell your mom I’m going out with them. I might not be back for a while,” I said and before he could respond I closed the door.

We walked into their car and Georgia sat behind the wheel.

“Georgia, you’re fifteen, you can’t have a license,” I said.

“For your information I have a leaner’s permit and if I get pulled over I’ll just give them my mom’s license,” she said and pulled out of the driveway.