A Twisted Fate

Slipping

After Savannah texted me I stood from my bed and took a quick shower. I didn't want her to find any trace that I had had another nightmare. I was going to keep it a secret until I could figure out more information on the killer and knowing Savannah she would demand I talk to the cops right away. I just wasn't ready for them to fasten the straight jacket and toss me in the padded room yet.

I finished my shower rather quickly and dressed in some casual clothes before heading to the kitchen. I was pretty hungry today and as I made a ham sandwich I realized I couldn't remember the last time I had eaten. I scarfed down the sandwich just as the door erupted into a fit of knocks and I went to answer it.

Savannah burst through the door just as I was about to open it and threw herself into my arms. We stood there for what felt like twenty minutes as she stained my clean shirt with her mascara tinted tears. Finally her sobs subsided and she looked up at me, ready to say something.

"I can't believe Conner is missing now... He can't be- he isn't- please tell me you didn't see it happen..." She hiccuped as she stared up into my eyes.

"No. I slept like a baby last night." I mentally kicked myself, hoping she wouldn't notice the bags that bruised under my eyes.

"Did you and Conner have a thing or something? You seem more distraught than you were over Valories death or Trent turning up missing." Savannah sniffled and wiped what tears she could from her face.

"He and I were a thing from middle school until last year. He broke up with me because he had found someone else." Savannah blushed as she realized she was still holding onto me and let me go, turning to sit on the couch.

"Sorry if this seems rude, but why do you care if he's gone missing then? He broke your heart and replaced you so why are you still shedding tears for that ungrateful fuck?" She stared up at me surprised I even asked that question.

"Why do I care? I dated him for 6 years! You can't just erase all the feeling you had or have for someone. He could've broke my heart thousands of times but no matter what I would still love him somewhere deep down." I went and sat on the other side of the couch and rolled my eyes.

"You're telling me that somewhere in there you still love him?" This time Savannah rolled her eyes.

"Of course. We were just to the point where we were beginning to plan out our futures. We had one more year of school left and our relationship was still going strong. I spent years of my life with him. Years that I can't get back Sorrow. I put time, effort and love into that relationship but I guess you wouldn't understand." Savannah ended the conversation by flipping one he television and scanning the channels until she landed on the news.

We sat in silence as we watched the news. I knew Savannah was hoping for any word on Conner but I already knew he was gone. I just couldn't tell Savannah that.

"Hey I know it's probably not the best time to ask but would you like to go out to dinner tonight? I'm sick of sitting around this house all day and you look like you could use a relaxing evening." Savannah glanced over at me from the TV and stared at me. I was almost afraid she would turn me down until she slowly nodded.

"Sure I'd like that." She returned her thumbnail back to her mouth and continued nibbling on it until the news segment was over.

"Well, any particular place you would like to eat?" Savannah groaned and turned off the TV, shifting so she could face me.

"I'm not sure. Surprise me." She glanced back at the blank TV probably thinking of Conner again.

I felt a pang of jealousy bubble within me. How could a dead man have more of her heart than me? I clenched my fists in anger but relaxed as Savannah turned back to me.

"I was hoping to hear something new about Conner... His family hasn't heard from him and last they knew he was at home." I groaned under my breath and stood up, heading to the stairs.

"Go home and get ready. I'll be there to pick you up in two hours." I started up the stairs leaving Savannah to see herself out.

I went into my bedroom and turned on some music, not really paying attention to what it was. I was pissed off that all Savannah could think of was Conner even when I asked her to dinner!

"How could she? She acted like I wasn't even important!" I punched my dresser, instantly regretting it as I felt a few bones snap  rendering my hand broken and useless.

"Don't worry. It will be taken care of soon"

The chills sped down my spine as I spun around my room, trying to locate the source of the voice but I was alone. I held my hand with the other as I sat on the edge of my bed, the cold chill lingering on my flesh.

"I must be going crazy... I think I need tonight out more than Savannah does."

I stood up once again and pulled out my phone, searching through restaurants . I called the one I liked the best and made a reservation for the two of us. I hung up after I was finished and began picking out some clothes. Nothing too fancy but not my usual get up either.

After I finished getting dressed in my black dress pants and a black button up shirt, I threw on some shoes and went to fix my hair. I decided it would be wise to do something about my broken hand and grabbed the gauze, wrapping it up.

I gave myself a once over in the mirror and just as I was turning to leave I swear my reflection remained unchanged. I glanced over at it to find my shocked face looking back at me. Just to be sure I made a few faces, watching the mirror match my movement perfectly an once I was satisfied it was my imagination I left.

On my way out the door I grabbed my dads keys and ran to the garage, pressing the button to open the garage door. I was excited to drive again and this time I had no curfew. I was free and it felt great.