The bet

8- Sleep-Deprived

Hunter's POV:

I was laying on the sofa in our small living room watching TV. Boredom had struck me and nothing entertaining was on the tv either. I scrolled through all of our channels and was just about to turn it off when I accidentally clicked on the news.

The live footage of someone who look exactly like Haven was showing. The girl was in pure shock and it looked like she was about to vomit any second. Her shirt was covered in blood and you could see that she was shaking.

As the camera came closer to where she was sitting I saw her face, and it was actually Haven

My body tensed as I continued watching, in my mind all I could think was "Who did this to her?"

I wanted to run right over to wherever she was and help her, but I couldn't stop starring.
The camera slowly moved from her face and to a big plastic bag, which looked like it might contain a body. I felt myself turn cold and even more confused than before. "What the fuck happened" I said to myself.

The TV-reporter that was filming and her camera crew slowly made their way to Haven.
The lady approached her with a big fake smile that was showing a lot of concern, but I could see in her eyes what she really was thinking. The lady was scared, scared of Haven.

"Oh you poor thing, having to witness such a horrible scene must have been traumatizing" she said trying to make her voice sound even more concerned.
Haven just starred down on the ground and didn't answer the lady.
"How are you feeling Hun?" She tried again but still no answer.
I could see how much Haven didn't want to be there, that lady was making her uncomfortable.

My body stiffened as I saw the lady trying to hug her. That was it, she needed me and I had to get there.

I remembered her telling me something about spending the night at Michelle's house so of course that's where I went.

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I hopped on to my motorcycle and turned it on, the sound of the engine going of always gave me a rush. I put on my helmet and drove fast to that house. I was only a few blocks away so it didn't take long.

As I got closer to the house I realized that it probably wasn't such a good idea to come storming in with my motorcycle. So I turned around and parked it one block away, then I ran.

I ran all the way to Michelle's house, which was filled with cops, ambulances and news reporters. I clenched my jaw and walked over to where she was sitting, still in the same state as she was right before I left my house.

"Hey" I said while carefully sitting down on the porch right next to her.
"They think I did it" she answered, her voice sounded tired and lifeless. Which was very unlike the usual happy and bubbly sounds that otherwise comes out of her mouth.
I only had to look at her to know that she hadn't done it. "I know it wasn't you, you would never do such a thing. I know you"
She finally looked up and her chocolate brown eyes started deep into my own. "No you don't" she said with the most serious and terrifying voice I've ever heard her talk with.

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The cops hade finally left but they took Haven with them. I had tried to convince them to let me go with her for moral support but they refused.

What did she mean with "No you don't?"
The words were stuck in my head, I know that I don't know her that well but I am 100% sure that the Haven that I knew wouldn't even be able to do such a thing. She couldn't even kill a fly without breaking down into tears.