We ignore truths for temporary happiness.
Charlie didn't see me as I watched her walk inside while I drove away. I was worried about her. I didn't know why I stopped those assholes from harming her, as I haven't before when I saw something like that before. It wasn't my problem.
So why now?
It frustrated me, I've never cared about someone like this in a long time.
You like her.
I rolled my eyes and shook my head as I cleared the thought far away from me. I would refuse to let this happen. I pulled over on the side of the road away from anyone as I pulled out Anna's notebook. I had to get my mind off of everything and get to my purpose.
I had to find her.
I knew that I would at least miss my mother and father, and my good friend Kyle. Kyle was always there for me when I needed him, and my parents supported me throughout my life. But I could bring them harm no more, I had to do this. I'm sorry everyone, but I must say goodbye to those that seemed to care.
A yawn escaped my lips as I stopped reading the page. I ran a hand through my hair as I tried to process the words; process everything. This wasn't adding up. Something was wrong. Her father was dead, and she never got along with her mother once her father had died. They never supported her. And that was when she was only about 8.
I flipped to the next page and my heart stopped. No words. Blank. Nothing.
"No, no, no this can't be it," I quickly looked through the pages once I saw something towards the back. My heart dropped.
Blood.
I continued to flip the pages. More blood. How have I not seen this before? I looked around from the bottom to top at the edges and covers. I guess I've only cared about what's in the book. I flipped more pages until I saw a lot of blood and I looked closer. Words. Letters.
"Ugh, what does it say?" I flipped the page over and saw more blood and I turned it back to see it covering words that I needed to see. I needed to know. What's going on, Anna? I can hardly read any of this:
He-/' don'-/.,sz *blood* =-=p[/.......
I l*ove y#u
There was more lines but i couldn't make them out. Unlike the pages before, her handwriting was sloppy, and I could tell she wrote it fast.
Is she...
"Dead?" I answered myself. "No," I trailed off for a long time. "No, no, no, no!" I punched the dash and the top of the radio, the knob hitting my knuckles with a muffled thud. My anger was controlling me like always; and I let it. I ran a hand through my hair as the possibility sunk in. I felt the tears begin to form in the back of my eyes but I refused to let them fall. Anger and blood boiled through my veins as I could feel my face grow hot. I welcomed the anger. I wanted to feel something. And anger was the only thing left.
Someone had to have killed her.
"No, she's not dead," I mumbled. "She can't be, no..no." I shook my head not wanted to believe it, refusing to. Unless I have proof, I won't stop trying.
I searched the paper over and over, trying to interpret what Anna had wrote. I studied it for the entire night, hoping that I could find something new. Something I didn't know before.
But I didn't.
I remembered looking at the time in my car: 6:47 AM. A sigh escaped my lips as I felt my energy draining the more and more I forced myself to stay up.
I couldn't remember when I fell asleep.
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My phone woke me up and I immediately hit snooze. Ugh, today is going to be long.
I yawned and stretched as I crawled out of bed and got ready for school. I quickly decided that I wanted to do my makeup and soon after I realized that it was getting late and I should start walking to school. I quickly grabbed my bag and purse and headed out the door, locking the house on my way.
The morning breeze woke me up a little as I headed down the sidewalk to school. I was ready to see Kyle again.
When I walked into school, I noticed Kyle was in front of his locker, seeming to be searching for something. I had to walk past him to get to my locker which had about ten lockers between us. As I glanced beside me to see, his locker was a complete mess. A few crumbled up papers were in front of his feet on the floor, and junk was piled high as I heard curses from under his breath.
"Do you need help?" I was surprised at my courage and it seemed so was Kyle. He tensed as he turned around to face me, his hair a perfect mess.
I loved it.
"No, I'm fine," he mumbled and turned back to face his locker as a few more things fell when he searched through it again.
"What are you looking for?" I asked as I walked up to his locker.
"None of your business," he slightly snapped back at me. I sighed quietly and ran a hand through my hair. "So much for impressing this guy," I thought.
"W-What's wrong?" I asked. I could feel my confidence wager.
"Nothing," his blunt words pierced me, but I didn't show him.
I don't know why I did or how, but I closed his locker, quite hard.
It slammed shut and Kyle flinched as he turned to face me in shock. What did I just do?
"What the hell?" He glared.
"Would you talk to me?" I snapped back at him with the same amount of emotion in my voice. It seemed as though I woke him up with my harsher tone and words. He shook his head and began to put in his code again in his locker. I got in his way, standing in between him and his locker.
"Seriously Charlie?" He's never looked this mad at me. But he also seemed desperate. I tried to keep brave as I crossed my arms and watched him, trying to get some result that I wasn't sure what I exactly wanted yet.
I looked at him longer as he stared at me in silence, his mind thinking as so was mine. I tried to read him but I really couldn't tell what he was thinking or feeling. But his shoulders weren't as high as they usually were, along with his posture, and he looked very drained. I calmed down slightly as I tried to understand. I bit my lip slightly as I tried to figure out what I should say to him.
"I'm sorry," I lightly mumbled.
"Are you?" He didn't sound exactly mad, but he was definitely thinking. I nodded slowly as he watched me closely. "Can I please get to my locker now?"
"No," I slowly grabbed his arm. "Come with me."
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Lost in Her Words
Teen FictionThose we love don't go away, they walk beside us every day. They are unseen and unheard, but are always near. They are still loved, still missed and very dear.