Memories

Chapter 5: I need you right now.

Viola's P.O.V - 

After Savannah dropped me off at home I sat on my bed thinking about what to wear. 

I swear tumblr is not helping me rn.

I decided to text Savannah because of course she would help. Okay, maybe she wouldn't.

But at least I can talk to my best friend because she has to listen. I mean were best friends.

-Hey. I dont know what to wear to the party. HELP!  I text her as I walk downstairs.

Grabbing a soda out of the fridge I realize I still haven't gotten a text back.

What the heck? She usually texts back faster. I decide to call her.

....... pick up... pick up..

......

cmon! Pick up.

I hang up and try over again.

........ Please leave your voicemail at the tone

"Ugh you have got to be kidding me" I throw my phone on the couch popping open my coke.

She never ever ignores my calls, or texts.

What in the world could of happened? She did say she had to stay home alone. 

Maybe she got kidnapped? No, it's Savannah.

Some thoughts ran through my mind as I paced around my kitchen. 

I finally got tired of guessing and set my coke down grabbing my car keys and phone.

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I drove for about 15 minutes.

Pulling into her parking space I stop the engine. 

I got out of the car realizing that there was a crap load of cars.

Was her neighbor having a party?

Glass bottles were all over the lawn of the next door house. 

I noticed shattered glass as I walked closer to Savannah's door.

Stepping over the mess I knocked on the door.

..... nothing.

I knocked again. Where can she be?

.... nothing.

I knock louder and finally I can see the door nob turning.

Crossing my fingers I hope for the best. Let it be my best friend that is safe and sound.

The door finally opens.

"Damien leave me the hell al-

She looks at me.

Tears are running down her face.. her eyes are all red just like her cheeks.

Her jeans are torn and covered with blood at her knees. 

What the actual hell.

She stands there looking at me. Not saying a single word.

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Savannah's P.O.V- 

For a couple of seconds Viola stands there, her face filled with fear and shock. She looks at me from top to bottom.

More tears run down my face and I jump on her hugging her with all my might. She hugs me back without asking a single question.

"I... i.. cant .. Vi i cant do this anymore" I whisper into her shoulder, my voice filled with sobs.

"What happened Sav? What's going on. Why are your knees all bloody and what the heck are all these beer bottles?" she says back.

I take her hand leading her inside and close the door behind us. 

I sit down on my couch folding my hands in my lap.

She walks over to the kitchen, bringing back a cup of water and tissues.

She's the best.

"I don't expect you to tell me what happened, you know" she suddenly says.

"You're my best friend, I NEED to tell you what happened" I say back to her as I take a sip of water.

After a couple minutes of silence my breaths came back to me.

I explained to her how I went to talk to Jake and how he ran after me. 

How I crashed into Damien and how he protected me.

"The blood on my knee is from tripping over a beer bottle laying in the lawn" I explain to her.

"Why is he here?" is the only response I hear from her.

"I don't know Vi, and I don't want to find out."

"Savannah I'm so sorry, you dont deserve this" she sat next to me and hugged me.

I couldn't understand anything. Why was Damien in my town? Why was he at Jake's party?

Does he know I live next door?

What if he knows?

"What if he knows that I live next door?" I ask Viola looking up.

She looks puzzled for a moment.

"Did he see where you ran?" she asks.

"No, I ran out while he was telling off Jake. Neither of them saw me running away or where I went."

I think all of this through for a second. I cant concentrate, I cant say a word anymore.

Only one question was killing me....

Why was HE here?