I've been home 15 minuets and would much rather be in the ER again. I can't be in my room when my "dead best friends" window is across from my house. I quickly shut my black curtains. I need to get this blood out my hair. Since I live in a house with three boys I have a bathroom all to myself. My dad even made a door to connect to the bathroom since it's by my room.
So I go into my bathroom. It's decor is like my room black and white. Theirs even a white comfy chair by a mirror with a stand with more makeup. I lock the doors and turn on a playlist that me and V made. It includes songs by Demi Lovato, Adele, Taylor Swift, Alessia Cara, and Kendrick Lamar. After my music was on full blast I got a wash cloth, I filled the bath tub half way, and got a 8 ounce cup.
I threw my clothes into the dirty laundry so I could wash them tomorrow. I stepped into my Luke warm water. Then Stone Cold by Demi Lovato came on, V's favorite sad song. Between hearing a sad song and it being dead or missing friends song I started crying. I cried and cried I thought it would fill up my bathtub all the tears. The pain of missing my friend was to hard to bare I thought I would throw up or pass out. I grabbed my black shower curtain it fell with a crash in my floor.
I hung half way out my bathtub sobbing. I was gasping for air I was crying so hard. My head fully hit the ground, pain shot through my head. I heard someone jiggling the door.
" Honey! Honey! Are you ok! Open the door! Are you ok!" Screamed my dad.
Then I realized that my gasping for air was coming out as screams.
"IM!" Gasp "OK!" I said yelling while trying to breath.
"I love you." My dad says.
" I love you too." I said shakily.
I hear my dad walk away. I take a big gasp and pull myself up. Once I'm sitting I stand up and put my shower curtain back on and cut my music off. Then I pick up a bar of soap and scrub the memories away. Then when I'm so soapy I feel like I'll slip I sit down carefully. And lay back leaving my head above water.
Now it's time for the hard and painful part washing my hair. I gently untie my hair. Then I take my comb and carefully without pulling at my hair line I undo my knots. Ow. Ow. Ow. Then I take conditioner and run it over the ends of my hair and take the cup of water and rinse it over the conditioner. I still have dried blood around my scars and roots of my hair. So I pick at the blood with a comb and careful not to pick around my scar. Then I pat the the top of my head with a wet wash cloth. I pick at the blood around the scar with my fingers. I stay in the tub a few more minuets realize how wrinkly I am and decide to get out.
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Where is she
Mystery / ThrillerThey said Veronica was dead. But one problem it's not her body and I know it, but no one believes me. So this leaves me with four questions. Who is the dead girl who looks like V? Who has V? Will I save V in time? And where is she?
