Since You've Been Gone

Chapter 12

The next morning I woke up so happy. I had to drop the notes off at Josh's grave and pick up milk. Then I had to go to work. It felt good to know that a terrible person was put away for a long, long while. I through on some sweats and a hoodie and headed out into the early morning. I flipped through my phone and saw all the pictures of Josh, which gave me mixed emotions. Happy, because I love to see his smile and because I love him. Sad, because he's gone.

As soon as I got to the graveyard, I noticed something rather odd. The notes were still there from the past few days. Like time had stopped when I left them. It felt strange. I slowly slid this note under the rock. Then I left. This was too weird.

I was stilling thinking about this when I was called over loud speaker at the market. I was watched as I walked up the secret back steps to this office room. Well, not so secret. Everyone knows they're there.

"Um, what?" I said when I got up there. I saw Jessica. I gasped and started walking backwards. She had a mischievous grin on her face and a gleam in her eyes. Something was up. A cop was standing up next to where she was sitting.

"Have a seat," he said sitting down for himself. "The reason I am meeting you both here is because you both have an enjoyment for this room." How the heck did this creep know that? "Um, yes. How did you know," I said almost the second he stopped talking. "It is on your Facebook page. We had to do some searching." Okay, this was getting creepy. "Okay, why did you call me up here?" I said, sounding afraid in a way. He sighed. "I got a report from Ms. Clariton that you threatened to kill her?" I gasped and shook my head. "No, officer. You see, my fiance, who happens to be her ex, died recently. The funeral was last week. She was at the funeral as well as I. After the funeral, I received a message from her that was a threat." I took my phone out of my bag and brought up the messages. The officer took it from my hands and read it.

"Ms. Clariton," he sighed, "this is a serious threat. Why would you send this? What did you mean?" He handed the phone back and motioned for me to leave. As soon as I pulled the door close, I took a dep breath. I wanted to go back in, I needed to add something. But I didn't know what.

What was all that about?