the channel {fillie}

T H E B O D Y

CHAPTER FOUR: bad man

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Finn

I woke up with a pit in my stomach. Everything was weird and oddly off when I walked into to school today.

Millie told me it was probably nothing but I knew it was something.

I could just feel it.

So when the speakers clicked on suddenly in the middle of class I knew I was right.

I could hear the principal clear her throat and sigh. Everyone looked at each other seeming to feel the tension in my gut that I had felt all morning and they were finally feeling. Noah looked over at me, "what do you thinks going on?" He whispered and I shrugged, looking back up to the ceiling expectantly.

"Today at approximately nine am," she started, taking another breath. "Abigail Foreman's body was found at Westerburg lake. If you have any information about her whereabouts yesterday after school we urge you to speak up please..." I heard a cry from the other side of the room as the principal went on.

Sometimes I hated begin right about things and this one of those times.

"We must all come together like this in a time of tragedy. Classes are dismissed for the rest of the day and please stay safe," her voice was solemn and filled with sadness and for some reason I felt the same.

I was never friends with Abigail but she was nice enough for me to know that this should never have happened to her. She was one of the few that never joined in the tauntings towards me.

The girl's cries grew louder with every passing minute as the rest of the kids seemed to run disbursed.

Although I hadn't moved an inch.

"Freaky shit man," I heard Noah whisper to himself as he made his way towards me.

"Wanna walk home with me? I gotta be honest I'm kind of scared now," he said and I nodded after a moment.

We were just out the classroom door when I turned at the last moment towards the crying girl. It was like my feet had a mind of their own as they guided me towards her.

"Finn what are you doing?!" Noah whispered panicking a bit but I ignored him, settling in the seat besides the brunette.

"Shelly I'm so sorry about Abigail... I know you guys were close."

She looked up and smiled softly through tears, her chin wobbling still. "Thanks," Shelly whispered before getting up and walking out.

"Dude," Noah said as we finally left the building. "What was that all about?"

"I just felt bad okay. Can't I be nice to someone who's friend just died?"

"Sure it's just that...well you never talk to anyone that's why."

I didn't respond. Just sighed and continued treading along the side walk in silence.

"I can't believe Abigail died," the boy besides me spoke up. "Murdered even."

"The worlds cruel like that," I reply shrugging. We continue walking silently and in peace-well no not exactly peace at least for me. Even though I was right about something being weird I couldn't help but, feel the strange tension in my gut worsen.