Swan Song (A Cody Carson Fanfiction)(Completed)

Swan Song - Chapter 24

                  

Hey! It's early in the morning cause i just had to finish the last bit i had last night. I hope you like it!

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Cody's p.o.v

I watch as Alice rips her hand away from mine, tears trailing her as she runs away, something I've been seeing her do a lot when I'm near her.

I silently curse in my head; I knew this was going to happen. We should have waited a little longer; she's been too unstable lately with everything going on. She's been lashing out, throwing things, screaming, just acting like a toddler not getting what they want. Yeah, I bet she hasn't told you about that.

Not only that, but she's been distant, more than usual and I fear the worst. She hasn't been eating, even though she doesn't even eat to begin with, and I can tell she hasn't been getting any sleep. I just hope what I think she's doing she isn't, she promised me she'd never do that. Yeah I know, I can remember that but not the death of her mother. Some kind of friend I am.

With quick thinking, I raise my hands as I motion everyone to sit down while their heads are still turned in the direction that Alice bolted in.

"Everyone just relax and sit down. She's just a little shaken up as we all are, I will go get her. The funeral will continue as planned so just, you know continue."

I get off of the slightly elevated surface and make my way over to Cali, grabbing her arm lightly as I whisper to her.

"I need you to come with me."                                                             

She wipes her tears up hurriedly as she sniffs back snot.

"Why?"

"Because I have a gut feeling she didn't just run outside or into a bathroom for privacy. I know she's gone."

Her face twists into confusion as to how I would know that, but follows me out of the place, for once detaching herself from my best friend Maxx.

We get out as the ironically sunny day beats down on us, our black outfits not helping us out. 

"How do you know that she's just not in the bathroom?"

Sighing heavily, I rub the side of my head.

"Because, whenever she would get freaked out like that she would always want to be alone, hiding in playgrounds, graveyards, taking walks just anything. So I'm pretty sure she wouldn't be in the bathroom."

She takes a moment, her face looking as if she's thinking back at all the times that Alice has done that. Yeah, it's been five years but I still know my best friend.

"If she wants to be alone, why don't we let her?"

"Because have you seen how she's been acting? With all of this going on I fear it pushed her over the edge and I don't want to find her hurting herself or worse."

She nods slowly, her eyes glossing over with tears as I just told her that her best friend could be doing the worse at this moment. I'm honestly so smart I don't know why I dropped out of college. Not sarcasm.

"So, what should we do? She couldn't have gotten far."

I pace back and forth a little as I run a hand through my hair, trying to think of anyplace Alice would be to find some sense of comfort.

If I was Alice where would I be? There's the playground, maybe not the graveyard because she knows we're heading there to bury her dad. There's back at her apartment, Off Broadway, and well that's it. Those are all the things I can think of that have any hint of memories tied to them between us. Or unless I'm missing something, probably am because I'm an awful human. It's either those places or literally anywhere in Tampa Florida. Oh what fun.