Rizzy.

What Happens Next?

It has been almost a week as five days have passed ever since her cat died and she met Marshel. She felt like this wasn't something new and was pretty much already getting used to it. Ya know, living with that one maniac that looked like a pimp. Marshel seemed to know more about her, than how much she knows about him. Which was only his name, age, and where he was born. She didn't even know what what his preference in music was, or just even his favorite color. She guessed it was blue or green from the colors he wore, but not like that matters though, right? She definitely did not want to get close to Marshel. He was just kind of there to her, to tease and bully her. He was that asshole kind of friend that would try to help you even if you did not ask for any help and would possibly make matters worse and tease you all the time. Yeah. That was the kind of "friend" Marshel was to her.

Although it was hard for her, she did accept the death of her beloved kitty cat, Jocelyn. Jocelyn was actually her favorite name, so that's why she named her cat that after rescuing her when she was younger, so that means she was an old cat. She was bound to die eventually so it didn't break Rizzy's heart all too much. Still, she was horrified to look at the rotting corpse of her cat and had to burry it. Rizzy still had to move on, since she was still trying to look for Al. All she could do was keep trying, she was DETERMINED to find him one day.

So, Rizzy sat on her bed upstairs and her leg shaking as she became restless, and impulsive sometimes. She quickly got up and ran into Marshel's bedroom across the hall and peeked through the door and looked to see if he was awake or not. And by no surprise, he already was, and was standing behind her.

"What're you doing now, Rizzy?" He looked down at her and she quickly shot up and in her pajamas and turned around and looked at him and went to put her hands on his shoulder but he moved away quickly but she didn't care.

"I CAN'T TAKE IT ANY LONGER! WE NEED TO GET OUR LAZY ASSES OUT OF HERE AND LOOK FOR AL!" She snapped.

Marshel groaned and rubbed his forehead before running his fingers through his hair. "Sometimes Rizzy, you really annoy me. Stop acting like a lunatic. We will find him. So shut the hell up already."

"IT HAS BEEN FIVE DAYS. FIVE DAYS. I FEEL LIKE I AM GOING INSANE!" She whined.

Marshel backhanded her, "I said stop. We don't even know where to fucking look next."

Rizzy went silent, and rubbed her face. "......Do you ever feel bad for hitting me? Or hitting anyone at all?"

"Not really. But you need to get your act together. I may be fucking four years older than you, act like an adult, you baby." He walked off.

Rizzy growled and stomped downstairs and into the living room and sat on the couch. She grabbed the remote of the coffee table and turned the TV on, and lowering the volume immediately as Marshel had it up all the way and he seemed to have been watching a lot of animal planet, which was probably another way to taunt her. She immediately changed the channel to the news and laid back, watching it as they were talking about the death of Rachel Jenkins and her house burning down to the ground with her along with it.

The new reporter was talking as the burnt down house was behind her. Rizzy's jaw dropped. Was this just a bad week for her? So much shit has been going on lately. She wondered how the place caught on fire.

"Rachel Jenkins or Rachel Harrington that was the widow of Marshel Jenkins had perished in a fire starting in her home for unknown reasons. It also has been reported that Rachel had killed her spouse earlier that day before the fire started. Could this have been suicide? An accident? Or murder? Until next time on Channel Four News." The reporter spoke.

Rizzy didn't pay attention to a word she was saying and blurred it out, and shut the TV off while she was thinking and it only distracted her.

Marshel.

"Marshel."

"MARSHEL!!"

She ran upstairs and looked at him, "Did you start that fucking fire??"

"Maybe, why do you care? It's not like you knew her or anything damn. She crashed into you! God you're unnecessary!" He shouted.

Rizzy growled and ran back into her and slammed the door shut and paced around the room and got tired was pacing and laid down after a while on her side with full on anxiety.

"What am I going to do?"