About Last Night....

She is gone

*Tuesday*

I woke up feeling sick to stomach knowing that my best friend is missing, knowing that I didn't crack the case. I went to work with people staring at me and I was confused, when I made it to my office I see more flowers on my desk but this time it was detailed. The roses were white but there a little splat of red on it like it was meaning blood, but I didn't let it get to my head. The note said "My lady is bad ass hell but not aware of her surroundings." I put the note on my desk looking at it in disturbance, is someone stalking me? I didn't let that thought get to me. I went to the bathroom and someone told me the boss wanted to see me, so I proceeded to her office. She looked at me sincerely and reassuring I was confused.

Boss K - "Take a seat my darling."
I took a seat wondering what the fuck was happening.
Boss K - "Skye... I'm so sorry."
I look at her in confusion.
Skye - "What are you sorry for?"
Boss K - "You're Best friend is dead."

The world immediately stopped I starred at her in disgust, how can she say such a thing.

Skye - "Stop lying."
Boss K - "Honey..." -
Skye - "No she's not dead."
Boss K - Skye I'm very sorry."

I got up and left the office with a result of slamming the door behind me, I stormed out of the building and went in my car. I exploded I started screaming, hitting the steering wheel and crying as hard as ever. I couldn't believe it all of it. How can my boss know? All I wanted was to go home and be left alone.

* a few moments later*

I was parked in front of my house leaving my car door with wet mascara, my mind was still spinning after the news. It all couldn't be true. As I took one step onto my porch I see a rose with a little note saying "My Love has been torn weren't you? Well let daddy fix it for you." I was terrified. Who was this person? And what was the meaning in these creepy notes?

* a day later*

I was completely drained my eyes were red, I had dark bags under my eyes and my hair was messy. As you can probably tell I was crying my eyes out and had 0 sleep last night, I just wanted to see my best friend again. I got a phone call not that long ago that I should visit the morgue because they found her body, I didn't want to go but I had to find out who killed my best friend. I got ready and I headed out.

* a few moment later*

I made it to the morgue feeling weird but obviously I should feel that way because I am seeing my best friends dead body, I will be scarred for life. As I walked in I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, the searcher comfort me.

Searcher - "It's okay Skye."
Skye - "Thank you, I'm ready."

The Searcher revealed her face, I put my both of my hands on top of my mouth with a gasp.

Skye - "What happened to her?"
I asked with tears falling on my cheek.
Searcher - "She got stabbed twice on the neck and 5 times in the back and her sides."
Skye - "Okay."
Searcher - "That will be all."
Skye - "Okay."

I left the room feeling like I can pass out any second, the world around me froze and I knew nobody was going to live older at some point. It affected me to the point were depression can be my new best friend and anxiety as my witness, my main question is what is life?

*4 hours later*

I made it home feeling woozy I needed sleep obviously, so I proceeded to the bed. It was 9 PM my mind was running miles now not finding one second of sleep, it was torture.

*7 hours later*

It was 4 AM and my dog was barking loudly in my bedroom, I found my sleep at 12 AM like no. I woke up turning to my dog barking out of my bedroom window and I was curious but scared, so I got up and asked my dog what is it and my dog stopped. I looked out of my window and saw something like a man figure and he was standing on my porch, I went downstairs quietly grabbing my robe and my knife. I opened my door as fast as I can and I saw nobody, I looked around frantically and while I looked I saw blood on my porch like a splatter of blood. I jumped back and a Q-tip was lying on my living room floor so I picked it up and dab some blood on it and placed it in a plastic bag, now curiosity was running my mind. Who was that on my porch? Why was there blood? It was ridiculous.

*5 hours later*

I had 0 sleep after what happened earlier, I was sitting in my bed with the plastic bag with the bloody Q-tip in my hands. Looking at it without blinking. Than I got a phone call.

Skye - "Hello Skye Williams here."
Boss K - "How are you holding up?"
Skye - "I'm doing good, what's with the phone call?"
Boss K - "We got some news on your best friends murder, come to the office."
Skye - "Okay I'm on my way"

I headed out.
*few moments later*

I was walking into the office looking determined and brave, finally. As I walked into the office all I saw was some Agents, the Searcher and Boss K.

Skye - "I'm here... What happened?"

This time it was my turn to shine and do my part and I was sure that my best friend will appreciate it.