I woke up on my bathroom floor, my body was aching, I looked around my body and got up slowly. I looked up in the mirror and saw dried blood coming from my nose. After examining the blood I looked up and noticed that I did write something. V-E-N-D-E-T-T-A, vendetta? What does that mean, and why the fuck did I write it?
I cleaned my face up and washed my mirror, I then walked over to my bed and saw dried blood on my sheet *Sigh. I Threw the sheet off and sat on my bed. I grabbed my laptop and typed the word in. A family of a murdered person seeks vengeance on the murderer or the murderer's family. Huh, so why the hell did I write that? And how did I do that? So many questions left unanswered.
I got back up and got dressed for the day, a hoodie and sweatpants. Ugh, I'm so sore, My body feels like it's gonna explode. Once I was done getting dressed I slowly walked back to my bed and opened up my phone. I noticed the time was 11:26 AM and no messages or calls wow am I popular... My head was still spinning from everything, trying to make connections but my brain was not allowing it.
After sitting and realizing it's no use to keep trying because my brain was mush and the last time I pushed it I became fucking possessed and had a bloody nose. Wait, shit... Today's Saturday I was supposed to go to Mark's house... I should text him. I opened up my phone and went to messages.
Today 11:38
Emily: hey what's up? You ready to hang out all day.
Today 11:38
Mark: oh yah, bout that...
Today 11:40
Emily: what? What's wrong?
Today 11:40
Mark: umm I may or may not have forgotten and made plans with Jason to hang out.
Today 11:40
Emily: are you serious?!? How could you do that to me?!
Today 11:41
Mark: I'm sorry I forgot! I'm sorry.
Today 11:41
Emily: Ok listen don't get to close to Jason there is something wrong with him, he doesn't leave you alone. You don't even talk to me at school anymore.
Today 11:42
Mark: I can be friends with whoever I want, you can't tell me what to do! I think he's a good guy he's never done anything to us.
Today 11:43
Emily: I'm not telling you what to do I just don't want to see you get hurt or abandon me.
Today 11:43
Mark: So you think after all these years I'd just leave you?! you know what, he was right all you want to do is fight!
Today 11:43
Emily: You literally just said you forgot that we had plans! I have a right to be nervous!
Today 11:44
Emily: And I don't want to fight, I've been friends with you for 12 years! Jason is just using you!
Today 11: 44
Mark: No he's not!! You're not my only friend! He's my friend now, and we are going to a party tonight. I'm sorry but I'm going and you're not stopping me!
I froze staring at my phone, I had so many emotions running through me. Anger, sadness, jealousy, nervousness, and confused as hell. My hands began to shake as It all suddenly came to me.
I searched for Sarah's name while barely be able to read from how blurry my phone was becoming from shaking and almost crying. I finally found it and pressed the call button.
"Sarah! I need help, there's a party tonight do—" I was cut off by Sarah saying excitedly
"Yes! Are you going to the party? We should go together!"
"No Sarah, I just need to know where the party is gonna be. Could you tell me the address?"
"Ugh, you're such a party pooper. Sure the party is in the apartment across from the bar. I think it's Bacon Street? It's a street with a bunch of apartment buildings next to each other. You should know which one it is because you'll be able to hear the music." Wow, what great directions, but I think I know where. I hope I'm wrong though.
"Ok thanks, Sarah, hope you have fun. And be safe! No drinking ok?" She paused.
"Fine! Ok, I got to get ready if I see you I'll say hi, bye."
"Bye." I hung up and ran out the door to my car. I jumped in and began to speed down the roads like a madman. I'm surprised I didn't get pulled over, once I got to Bacon Street I noticed how dark it was. I got out of my car and looked around to see if I could hear the music or see people going to an apartment. I began to cuss at myself for not realizing it any sooner. I have to find him... Now.
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Clairvoyant
FantastikEverything was blurry; I couldn't move, it was like I was watching a movie. It was night time and it looked like I was on the sidewalk beside a flickering street light, the road was cracked and trash was flying around. My eyes acted as the camera, i...
