The next morning I walk down stairs to find my brothers on the couch. When I ask them why their not in school they just point to the window. I walk to the window to see snow. Crap. It rarely snows in South Carolina, but of course it would do it today. I was gonna go check out where V was, and make a plan. My dad walks out of his room and pours a bowl of cereal.
" I-I um......Dad can I go out." I ask knowing it's a long shot.
"No it's already 3 inches of snow. Where on earth would you go right now?"
"Uh....I wanted to go to..um V's grave. She um loves snow I mean loved." I lie, I added the loved so he'll hopefully feel sympathetic enough to let me go.
"Really well I'm sorry but no." He says quietly. "Maybe we can stop by her grave after your therapy session." He adds.
"Thanks." I say blankly, mostly because v hated snow can't believe he thought she loved it. V! It's snowing she'll be freezing. Maybe when my dad drops me off I can just go to the dirt rode scope it out and find a way to give her a blanket and food.
After I eat toast with Nutella on it I run up stairs. I feed Juno then find the smallest book bag I have. In the book bag I put a blanket, the bottles of water, and the food from the other book bag. Her changing clothes would be to obvious.
My brothers are dropped of with my nana before I go to therapy. When we pull into the parking lot, so does dad.
"Um dad I didn't think you were coming in." I say.
"Well it's your first session of course I would be here. But don't worry it's private I'll stay in the waiting room." He says almost as if it's my first day of school.
While I'm waiting I'm wishing he would've stayed in the car. After 15 minuets of waiting I walk into the therapist office. I don't really listen to what she says. I think she's saying something about this is a safe space, but really I'm only hearing muffles. I need to find a way to save V. And I can't do that in here
" C!" She says loudly as if she's been calling my name, wait she might've been.
"Oh sorry what was that?" I ask confusingly.
"I said is it ok if I call you C? It says that's what your friends and family call you." She ask.
"Friend!" I say sharply.
"What?" She ask pulling out her notebook like every thing I say is magic and she needs to write it down.
"Friend. I only have 1 friend V." I say with more attitude than I meant to have.
"Of course, but you mean had. That's what I wanted to talk to you about. I hear your having problems coping-" I cut her off before she finishes.
"I can't cope, because she's not dead. And the sooner some one would help me the sooner I could save her from the bad man in the woods." I say whining.
"What? Honey you-" I cut her off again.
"Can I use the bathroom?" I ask.
"Of course." She responds. I pick up my back pack and go to leave when she says,"You can leave your bag."
"No thanks I'm crazy remember I think my dead friends alive, the whole bag thing must represent something. Trust issues maybe?" I say sarcastically. But the real reason I want my bag is because I have a plan.
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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?
