Too Hot to Breathe

Followed Close by Mr. Nature

I now had a dilemma in my hands... Did I call Hannah or not? Calling her would result in me knowing if anything happened and what the same time would make her think that I was missing her, and she would turn the situation into something that has nothing to do with the reality, like a "Oh, he's calling me... He must be missing me... He needs someone to grasp onto in this time of need". "NO! NO, OKAY?" I was mentally yelling. I'm fine god damn it. Just a little sad but that's all. It was like a month ago... I was much worse on the first two weeks. At the same time, if I didn't call her it wouldn't be a relaxing day to me, since I would be too worried. 

I decided to call her but in Anonymous. She answered almost instantly... She always had her phone next to her, so what was I expecting? 

- Hello? - I didn't say a word. - Hello, anyone there? - She hung up after that. I was relaxed now, enough to be even more relaxed. Some might even say... Relax-ception? (just no)

The rest of the day just went by fast. The crane on the construction site kept me from sleeping, since it was always moving and doing a hell of a noise, even though it seemed like it wasn't doing anything at all. So instead of sleeping, I just watched the people around me, while thinking about Mr... Let's call him Mr. Nature for now.

Luckily, it was about 6 P.M. already. I was done for the day. I'm that kind of person that goes once a year to the beach if possible, no matter how hot the day is, or how cold the water is promised to be. I just don't like to relax... Unless I need to. 

I got the car out of the parking lot. Mr. Nature was behind me. I pretended not to notice him, but if he had approached me, I could've claimed self-defense. He did nothing but watch me. He was probably following since our little conversation, maybe even before that, who knows? He must've been paranoid. Maybe he just wanted to know if I would tell anyone about his confessions. I wouldn't... Not because I'm a man of honor, God knows that's been missing for a long time, but because I couldn't claim something without having any evidence of such. 

I got into my car, opened its windows, and he backed down. He took his own car out, a black Prius, and followed me around. While driving, I could only wonder about him and his supposed crimes. I haven't heard anything on the papers about a double homicide, so either the information was hidden or the press still hadn't heard about it. Mr. Nature gave no indications about when his crime had occurred, so the second choice was the most likely. Or maybe the two murders didn't happen at the same time... Or he didn't do anything... There was way too many possibilities to actually assume anything. I could only ask him the following day. 

My thoughts were interrupted by a loud car horn. The car behind me was beeping at me... My speed was despicable at that time. I apologized to the driver by holding my hand up and looked through the mirror. The horn just kept going. There was no one driving the car... The black Prius. I kept driving, slightly turning to the left. Mr. Nature's car didn't correspond. He just kept driving straight and into a light pole. 

I pulled over and got out of my car. I tried to acess the car through the door, but the door was jammed and the windows were shut. Since his car's front glass was broken, I entered from there. His car smelled like chemicals, and his A.C. was on. I checked his pulse. Nothing. He wasn't breathing either. He was dead. 

The big question was... Was it an accident, or did someone try to silence him? And I think we both know that I wouldn't be writing this if it was just an accident, now would I? No, he had been murdered. And I would have to find out who did it, since the Police didn't share my opinion on this subject.