Behind The Dangerous Secrets

Chapter Twelve

After that day, I was officially alone. I didn't talk to Blake after that and after ignoring his seven calls,he finally realized that I need some space. Not only did he break up with me, but it's very likely that he cheated on me. But I can't believe it and it's just too much to think about. Anyway, I tried to turn to Claudia but she's been so busy hanging out with her 'cheer friends' and after all, I don't want her in any danger.

So basically a week past of me frantically wondering what I should do next in this mystery. I already knew that the 'dead body' in Blake's house was Claudia's mother which only lead to one thing. I had to go to Blake's house and search for fingerprints. It's not going to be easy though because one, I haven't had any nightmares that included my stalker or nightmares in general; these nightmares were surprisingly helpful to the case and two, Blake and I aren't exactly talking.

After several minutes of thinking, I finally came up with the stupidest but the only plan I could do if I want to solve this: Break into Blake's house, search for fingerprints, and not take my medication to get more information from my stalker. It wasn't like me at all to break into someone's house especially my ex-boyfriend and best friend's house but it was the only thing I could do. Besides, I heard Faith telling everyone that she was going on a date with Blake tonight.

And it wasn't like me to not take my medicine either. I know what you're thinking, not taking it is asking for a hallicunation, a panic attack or even death, and I may sound a bit crazy--but I really want to find out who my stalker is, her father too, and where Blake's mother is so I can be done with it. And for that to happen, this plan had to suceed.

They are some downfalls too, I don't know if Blake's father or the police is going to be at his house. So when I go there, I'm taking a big risk here, I'm pretty sure the police wouldn't be happy with me for trying to trespass a house that's already been broke in. They might just blame Blake's mother disappearance on me and I don't want to take that route. Plus, my mom has my paxil and she gives it to me during dinner. So yes, if I don't take it, she'll obviously see this and become very suspicious.

And why you ask? Remember my panic attack? Yes, that's why. But whatever, I know this plan is stupid and dangerous, but hey--this whole mystery is stupid and dangerous. So, I'm just going to go on with the plan and pray to God that I'll be okay.

Getting up from my bed, I walked towards my closet and settled with American Eagle jeans and a cute long light pink sleeved shirt that read, "Le Moustache" on the front. Pulling off my minnie mouse pajamas, I got dressed and curled my hair.

Once I was finished getting ready, I searched for my spy kit, my cell phone, and a notebook and pen. If I discovered something, I wanted to make sure that I wrote it down. Throwing all of these supplies in my bag, I zipped the bag up slowly and took a deep breath as nervous chills ran down my body.

Like I said, this plan was bananas but I had to do this. Even though I wasn't talking to Blake and I'm upset with him, I still care for him. I wasn't going to let his mother stay kidnapped and besides her life was still in my hands. If I warned Blake that something bad will happen to us, her life will end and it'll be my fault. "My life is bullcrap" I mumbled annoyedly as I slipped my bag on my shoulder.

Even if I was able to get Claudia to help with this, I would still be on my own anyway. My stalker liked to threaten me through my nightmares or text messages which was left in my hands. It wouldn't even matter, now that I thought about it. Sighing, I walked out of my bedroom relieved that my parents were locked up in their room watching romantic comedies so they probably wouldn't notice me.

As I walked down to the stairs, I ignored the uneasy feeling in my stomach and continued to walk towards the door. Just as I was about to leave, I slipped on my converse sneakers making sure to double tie them. I didn't want to trip on my shoelaces or make any reckless mistakes. There wasn't anytime for that.