Something wasn't right but to be honest nothing ever felt right anymore something was always off it was like reality was slightly distorted but I never mentioned it I thought if I ever told anyone how I really saw things they would call me crazy.
This is how I knew there was something off about his death, he knew what he was doing, he had done it many times before I'm not proud to say this but he was an expert on those kind of things and he didn't do it intentionally.
I could never put my finger on what was wrong but I just got this feeling throughout my bones like a chill up the spine and I knew that something didn't add up. I mean he didn't want to kill himself not really on some levels sure he was unhappy and didn't particularly care if he died but he would never deliberately kill himself he would just get on with life and try to cope with it until it was his 1time to leave.
I pondered these thoughts as my mum placed the tea she had made for me on the coaster.
"So, tell me more about him" she said softly
"Well what is there really to say he was different and judged an outsider even but there was something so mysterious and wonderful about him that just made me want more and I'd like to think he made me a better person" I confidently spoke
"Well that's great darling but tell me more about his family and history you know the things that made him do what he did" she looked eager
"Does anyone really know why someone kills them self? With Gus it could be for a number of reasons but I don't want to get into them right now"
"Okay maybe another time" she frowned
"Perhaps"
Then my phone started ringing it was my good friend Jazz he was also friends with Gus before he died and was probably one of his closest.
I picked it up and he told me to meet him outside his apartment in 10 minutes he sounded very stern which worried me.
I waited outside his apartment building when finally he walked out carrying a brown paper folder
"Karla you and I both know that Gus's death was weird"
"Well yeah I guess" I said unsure of what he was going on about
"In this folder is secrets that have been hidden from us" he handed me the folder
"What do you mean? What's in here?" I questioned
"Documents of Gus's autopsy, there are things about the way Gus died that just don't make sense"
"What I'm confused?"
"Just read it you'll understand then" and with that he stormed away looking sketchy and edgy
I hurried home curios about what could possibly be in his autopsy that could prove I was right
I stumbled up the ancient wooden stairs and dived onto my bed. I slipped the first piece of paper out of the folder and began to read it
I was in utter shock after I read the entirety of only the first page what else could they be hiding from us? This was something much darker than death.
