Murder

Chapter 14- Putting the Pieces Together

"Kid? Kid are you even listening to us? We're doing this for you ya know." Keith said. Wow, he's actually talking to me. I didn't think I'd ever hear him talk to me. "Uh, no. Sorry." I look down. Rob stares at me. "You look pale. What happened?" he asked. "I just zoned out, that's all." I said. How can I look pale from a- I don't even know what to call that. A memory? A vision? Both?- whatever it was. How could that happen? All I did was zone out, that shouldn't have that kind of effect, should it? "No, you saw something when you zoned out. What was it?" Rob had a genuine look of concern on his face. I remember Russ' words: 'Keep your guard up. Trust me, I just may be the only person.' is what he said. I trust him, but who else should I trust? Rob reaches out to touch my shoulder, and I duck out of the way. He looked disappointed and hurt. How can I explain this to him? 'Russ came to me in a vision and told me not to trust you' will make him send me to a therapist for sure. "I'm sorry. I have to go do something. I'll be back." I rush out the door.

I'm at the docks, staring at the water. This is the downside to living in a small town. There's only so many places to go. The docks are usually empty, Russ and I used to come here when we wanted to be alone and talk. This is where we would always go, where his body was found, where I found the murder weapon, where a lot of my dreams take place now, so many memories. So many emotions. It gives me mixed feelings. I love this place, I used to come here everyday with Russ. We laughed, played, helped each other with schoolwork and homework, and we talked. But this is where his body was found, where some heartless "person" -if you could call them that- dumped his body. I'm confused and a little bit frightened. I'm also very upset. But I need to hold it together. I can't let anybody see me cry. I think the guys -girls, whatever I call them my guys. They're more like my gang anyway- are gonna come here looking for me. I just know it. I've ignored them for weeks. Or what feel like weeks. It's probably only been a few days.

Footsteps are pounding quickly behind me as I'm staring out onto the lake. Suddenly there are arms wrapped around me and I'm lifted up into the air. I spin around a few times. "This is it. This is when I get killed." I think. "Gab oh my god I missed you we haven't talked in forever!" a voice yells. I wiggle out from the arms to see Mary. Gosh, Mary is amazing. She's a great friend of mine, she's starting to become part of my gang. She's real loud and outgoing, the only one like that in the group. She's crazy, just like us. Mary's always pushing us to try new things, even though they're a bit outrageous. One time I dared her to drink candle wax and she did. I just love her, she's like a sister I never had. She always manages to make me smile and she's just hilarious. She doesn't think of herself as anything special, but then again, who does? We all see our flaws but not our perfections. But Mary, I just can't find a flaw. Every flaw she seems to find is just another reason people love her. Her long brown, almost black hair is styled differently every day, but I like it best when it's curled, though it always looks good. She has big green eyes that I wish I had because they're the prettiest shade of hazel/green. And her skin is pale but when she goes out in the sun it's tan. Oh, and she loves to talk loud and give hugs.

"Mary oh wow! When did you get here?" I asked. Normally she's in Bordentown, the next town over. She has a lot of friends there, she's out with them a lot. "I heard what happened so I wanted to come see you." She's so thoughtful, but I don't want her sympathy just like I don't want anybody else's. "We're gonna have some fun today. Where's the rest of the gang?" she asked. "Probably out looking for me. If they're not at the park looking for me, they're on their way over here. They know I usually go here when there's nowhere I can go." I said. "Nowhere you can go? Can't you go home? You can always go home. Or to my house. I'd love to have ya over." she has no idea. I can never go home. I don't blame her not knowing though, how could she know? "Yeah, I don't really like to be at home though. I'd love to stay at your place, that'd be a riot." I said. It's not technically a lie, I don't like being home. "Well then tonight you're sleeping at my house no exceptions." she said. I laugh and start to walk with her. "So, you got a boyfriend yet?" Mary asks as my phone goes off. It's a text from Nate. "Well, I did up until two seconds ago." I said. She hugged me. "No, it's okay. I really don't care. I don't have time for that anyway. Too much stuff going on." I smile at her. We continue walking on to her house in silence. It's a little freaky, Mary's never quiet. She loves to be loud. She must be planning something.