I slowly blinked my eyes open and looked around the room. one, two, three, boys. where's Justin? i sat up higher to get a better look at everyone in the room. Wes, drew, Keaton...
"where's Justin?" i tired to ask, they all jumped up
"what hun?" drew jumped at the chance to answer.
"where is Justin?"
"Audry, we haven't seen him since.." drew tried to think.
"since you last saw Emily." Keaton cut in.
"how long have i been here?"
"a day." wes answered softly.
"what happened, why did you take the steps down and not the elevator?" Keaton was angry.
"i wanted time to cool down. then someone pushed me." wes and drew just stared at our faces and could tell we were mad about something. i looked at my phone to see if Justin had ever answered my text. one new message from Justin: "i'm out here waiting." . i tried to get up and walk around then everything went black and i had to sit for a moment.
"who pushed you?" wes asked.
"i don't know, a girl i think. all i heard was a girly giggle, but i never saw anyone."
"how is that possible." drew sounded mad and confused like i made an excuse for why i tripped.
"i-i don't know. i heard the giggle and footsteps. i could barely see anyway because." i stopped myself before i could admit more.
"because?" Keaton asked with an attitude. i just looked at Keaton angrily.
"can you guys just walk me outside to see if Justin's outside?"
"yeah come on hun." drew put his arm around my shoulders. we mad our way outside and i walked to where i remember us parking Justin wasn't there. from standing in that parking spot i looked around to see if he moved it.
"hey look!" Keaton was talking to wes. i ignored him.
"why would there be a shell here?" wes was weirded out. i ignored him to because i thought he was talking about a shell from the beach.
"there he is!" i yelled his truck was in a corner of the parking lot facing away from everything. wes ran up to the truck.
"yo man-" he stopped talking and froze. "no, no, NO NO!" he started freaking out i tried to run around him, but he tackled me. right over his shoulder i saw Justin's head against his window and he had a red dot on his head. i stood in shock as wes pushed my face into his shirt. when i gained feeling of my body i started to fight wes off of me. he tried his hardest to not let me go.
"OFFICER A BOY HAS BEEN SHOT HE'S DEAD COME QUICK PLEASE!" i heard drew just about crying over the phone.
i ripped wes off of me and ran over to Justin's window.
"GET UP!" i slammed my fist against the window. "JUSTIN STOP FAKING IT! DON'T DO THIS TO ME!" finally tears just flowed through and the cuts on my face were burning. i dropped to the floor sobbing and screaming. Keaton ran to me and sat down and pushed my face into his chest. i could hear them all starting to cry. finally the cops showed up and began questioning and investigating.
"now what happened between the time you text him and now?"
"someone pushed me down a flight of steps. probably so i couldn't help him."
"how long were you unconscious for?" i wasn't sure so i didn't answer.
"she was unconscious for a few hours until a doctor found her bleeding out on the floor. then she was asleep after procedures for about a day." drew answered. i pulled out my phone to see the time i text Justin.
"there's no way!" i shouted and took a breath in.
"what?" the officer questioned.
"my phone, everything is gone, every message is deleted, the memory is wiped out. like it's brand new"
"someone must have had evidence of them on your phone." the officer answered.
"Jesse."
"who?"
"Jesse Wilbrick she was my friend, but she couldn't be capable of this." the officer wrote the name down.
"alright enough questioning for today sounds like a name to be questioning first."
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Life of Audry
Fanfictionshe knows what you've done and they're after you. trying to keep your life a secret with the most well known people in the world Emblem3 won't help you. so what do you do? stay to be loved or leave to keep everyone alive?
