I grew more and more anxious as I drove to my brother's best friend's house. Adam and my brother had been friends since forever, he was more like family to us. He knew everything about Jason and i'm certain he knew what was really going on with him. I pull up to his house and take a deep breath. I feel myself hesitating to go, maybe it's because I haven't seen him since Jason died, or maybe it's because I'm scared to find out the truth. No, I need this. Whether I like it or not, finding out the real story is better in the long run. I'm doing this for closure, not comfort.
When I knocked on the door, it took Adam a minute to register that it was me there. He stared at me in shock for a solid minute then grasped me into a long hug. It felt so good seeing him after so long, the one face that reminded me of my brother that brought me a sense of comfort. He invited me in and we sat on the couch and got straight to the point.
"It's so great to see you Ana. What are you doing here?" He gave me a slightly concerned look. "I'm trying to figure out why Jason killed himself," I started, "and I went through something that seemed a little out of context. You knew him best of all, I was wondering if you could help me?" He grew reluctant and was quiet for a bit. "I'll see what I can do. What do you need?" I take a deep breath and gather my thoughts. "Do you know someone named Alex? Has my brother ever mentioned him to you?" All of the color suddenly drained from his face and he sighed. "Ana, you don't know what you're getting yourself into. Whatever you found out or saw, you have to let it go. I know how much he meant to you, how much he meant to all of us, but you don't know who you're dealing with and you'll get yourself killed. Some things are better left unknown." I look at him in disbelief for what felt like an eternity. "I think you should go. Take care of yourself Ana."
As I drove home, Adam's words kept playing over and over in my head. What did he mean when he said I'm gonna get myself killed? What kind of people did my brother involve himself with? Nothing at this point made sense. I had a strong feeling that Alex and Snake had something to do with my brothers death. I had an even stronger feeling that my brother didn't kill himself. I pull into my driveway and sit in my car for a while. I don't know what's worse- finding out my brother was involved with dealing or trying to deny these people even knew my brother. These thoughts cloud my mind, causing me to suffocate in my own car. As I get out, I have a strange feeling that i'm being watched. I look around to of course find nothing there. Maybe i'm just going crazy, all of this is just in my head. But the feeling never left, in fact it grew stronger and stronger the closer I reach my front door. I look around once more, only to prove my senses wrong again. I stand still for a moment, listening for any sounds of nearby presence. The eerie silence amplifies the longer I stay there and it's convinced me enough that it's much safer in my house. I hurriedly go into my house and lock the door. Was someone really there or am I becoming paranoid of my own thoughts? I've decided to call it a day and catch up on more sleep, there is a possibility I could be hallucinating from sleep deprivation. Despite being emotionally drained, I'm determined to find out what happened to Jason, even if it's the last thing I do.
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Blind Truth
General FictionIt was another gloomy day. Although its been months, all the small town folks were still shocked from the horrible tragedy that occurred. Nobody can comprehend what took place and why, only mourn for the loss of something great. It's not spoken abou...