All Around Us

Eyesight

An emotion-less creature one would identify as a sociopath lit up in a crowd of 20 people.  To everyone else, Jon was a perfectly fine man. A light in the darkness. But to me, he was just a pathetic human, concealed behind a mask of false-feelings.

Less than a month ago, Sydney Cooper had been wiped off the face of the earth from just a simple tissue.  Police have been investigating the murder, but somehow, they have no lead. They still haven't thought to question her 'really close friend', Jon. It's repulsing to know that he's in the same room as me.

I looked around the poorly lit funeral home. Everyone here needs to check their eyesight. The perp is right in front of you!

"Are you OK, Blaire!" my mother asked. Do I look ok, mother. I mean, you dragged me to my best friends funeral, thinking I would be 'OK' with seeing her deceased body locked up in a box!

"Yes. I'm fine." I responded, not allowing any tears to escape. I know it's bad to lock in all of your emotions, but I would feel more comfortable sobbing about her in my room. I heard my mother's footsteps quickly fading away.

I ran over all the possible indications that Jon was the killer in my mind. Ok, so Jon was the one who told the police she had died. His hunting knife was found nearby, fingerprints wiped clean off of it. I told the police that it was Jon's, but he denied it every time. Unfortunately, the police thought that Jon's behavior was nothing to question. Instead, they pulled me into the confined room, one small light floating above my head. After the police found me innocent, I went to question Jon. He pulled up an fairly reasonable alibi, but his face immediately gave away that he was lying. When I first went up to him, he tried to show signs of sadness and grief, but when I questioned him, his emotions seemed to switch off....

"BLAIRE!," my mother screeched, "When are ever going to say goodbye to your best friend? The waking is almost over! At least show some sign that you care!" Tears started to build up in my eyes. I didn't want them to fall, so I quickly blinked away most of them. I slowly walked up to the casket, seeing Sydney's paralyzed face. I would give anything to see her smile again!  I hugged the freezing cold body one last time and walked away from the scene. I could feel everyone's eyes on me, probably thinking that I was the cause of her death, but i'll prove them wrong. I'll prove them all wrong.