Allison Aife Andrews, found dead on her bed with a box of pills and knife beside her. FBI is still investigating whether it was another suicide by a teenager or a murder.
The abrupt disappearance of the schools social butterfly had been an eye-opene...
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Sometimes, you feel like you are forgetting something. Like the puzzle is complete but it doesn't feel right. How you know you are misplacing something.
If the smudged pen marks because of Ally being left handed or her minute hand writing weren't enough prove of her being the writer of the letter, the items in the package justified with that statement and no further prove was needed for its identity.
The letter was accompanied with 3 devices. Ofcourse. I could almost hear Ally saying, "Clues are too mainstream."
1) An IPod. Allys latest one. Which I remember having gazillion songs, most of them unknown to the rest of the world.
2) Her latest cellphone. Which she used for her photography before her camera came. Through which she used call me at nights. With Trivia Crack and many other applications.
3) Her old phone. Too out of date to be used now but had the most amazing memories in it. When Cody and Ava were our friends.
And lastly 4) Her laptop. Which she never allowed us to use. It was with her almost everytime yet I still hadn't being able to see what it had.
I took these components out of the package and heard Cody sigh.
"So this doesn't end here does it?"
I was about to reply but was interrupted with low murmurs of shouting from outside. Cody rushed towards the door while I gathered the components in the box.
"Oh hell no. Clara come here." Approaching the door, I saw Ms. Wiona, Allys housemaid scolding a girl who had her back towards us. She instantly stopped when she saw us.
You see everyone in Allys house was kind and generous. That was one thing I despised yet loved about her family. After being friends with Ally for about 6 years, I was treated the same way she was. Ms. Wiona was like the good old grandmother except that she was kinda young. And more sarcastic.
She, after telling the girl : "I will cook you them some other time." Approached me and Cody and hugged us.
"How are you guys doing?" "Good Ms. Wiona." "Ay Ava come here."
Ava. Eventually she did. And oh how much had I wanted to just squeeze her and finally have someone understand what I was going through. What I needed more than pity smiles. These people. My friends. Who knew what i felt because they were experiencing the same thing. Because they had also lost there best friend forever. But even if we were standing a few metres apart, it felt like we were very far from each other
"I hope you all stay like that. The iconic squad huh?"
Ms.Wiona tried to cool down the atmosphere. After telling us that she was scolding Ava for eating the cookies she baked for the guests, she turned to leave.
I didn't laugh when Ms.Wiona told us about Ava. Neither did Cody. Because there was nothing funny about it as people thought. Because some things weren't just meant to be considered funny. Ava was diagnosed with Bulimia nervosa. She had had it for a while but was trying to overcome it. However, it didn't took a genius to recognize what had brought it back.
I desperately wanted to ask about the package in Allys room from Ms.Wiona because I dont think Ms.Anna would have invited me to visit Allys room without cleaning it first.
"Um Wiona, did you clean Allys room?"
A light of recognition and relief lit her eyes but only for a moment.
"Yes I did. And there was nothing useful for any of us. It didn't belong here and I thought it should be given to someone who needs it and can make use of it. Hence, sending them to the child centre. But you can take any thing you guys want to. After all you were closer than anyone else to Ally huh?"
I was about to say something but before I could Ms. Wiona smiled at me and turned to leave. Not before saying, "I trust in all of you. I know you will make use of these things." in a low murmur and left.
And left alone were once again our squad. But it wouldn't be the same without Ally. Not now not ever.
After about five minutes of awkward silence Ava finally spoke. The words which were desperately needed by everyone standing there.
"So, package huh? At Clara's at 3p.m. what say? Cody you cool with it bro?"
And we all smiled. Our real ones which I could confidently say we hadn't since Allys death. The smile which we used to do when we all heard Allys whines and dreams and contributed to them. When we decided our crazy future together and smiled in hope of seeing that come true.
Time changed everything. Or maybe they were the circumstances. No matter what it was, it couldn't break the love for someone. And when that someone was killed, you all ought to come together once again to find the murderer of your friend.
And then we hugged. Squeezed everyone so tight in fear of losing them again. All of us like the way we used to. Maybe we weeped up a little bit too but that's okay because after what felt like a decade, I had finally had someone to dependent on. After Ally of course.
And the fact that I wasn't alone in this was comforting as hell.
