story from a dark place

searching.

"You know they're looking for you."
"I know they're looking for me but they'll never find me." I said.
"Gisselle what are you doing."
"I'm going to make them think that I'm gone."
"So you're basically going to fake your death."
"Yes," I said making a cut on my wrist.
"OW!, that fucking hurts!"
"Shut the fuck up, they're might hear us," I whisper yelled.

*Mom's POV*

"There. That's the wood that she's in." Said Jules.
"Stop right there Dylan!" I shouted.
"Jules, do you really think that Gigi is in there?" Ask Dylan.
"Yes, I know that she's in there. What do you think that she is at some strip club?"
"Shut up you two!" I growled.
"Ugh, okay mum," said Jules rolling her eyes.
"I'm not going to let you talk about Gigi like that you bubblehead!" Shouted Dylan.
"HEY WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE CALLING ME A BUBBLEHEAD, YOU BUM ASS." Yelled Jules.

*Gisselle's POV*

"What the.. did you hear that."
"Wait, that's Jules yelling; what the fuck" I whisper yelled.
"See they're looking for you Gisselle. You better hurry."
"Are you ready?" I said with a devilish smile
"Yes, I'm ready"
"Okay good, I'm going to fill my book bag with bricks and throw it into the water, making footprints and make it look like I slid to the water and drowned."
"Hurry! Gisselle, they're coming."
"Okay, let me just... do this... there."

I threw my book bag into the water. I could hear someone was coming from the brushes. I quickly jumped into the water so I won't get noticed.

"Okay, Gisselle I know you're here. You know I can just turn around and just tell mum that you're dead." Jules laughed.
"Go away, Jules!" I yelled.
"Oh, so you are here. I knew you would be here."
"Wow! you found me. Congratulations." I said in a fake-sounding voice.
"I have a fear that you might come out from behind the bushes and kill me."

I laugh. "Maybe or maybe not."

"Oh well, I'm going to leave you alone and I'll tell mum that I saw you drown and I couldn't do anything."
"Okay, tell her. Anyways I want to be dead. It's better to be gone than being here."
"Ha! Okay, well goodbye my lovely sister, I hope you end up dying anyway."
"I hope so too Jules. Then we both will be happy." I smiled.
"Ah yes, you're right about that my dear sister."
"I hate how fake and stupid you sound. I even hate it when you talk like that."

Jules laughs. "Well, I have to go now. I have to fake my tears and sadness when I tell Dylan and mommy."

Jules ran back to the way she came from, I got out of the water and followed her to the car. I stood behind the bushes when she got to the car. My big brother Dylan and my mother were coming from other parts of the woods. My mother was so worried I could tell. It looks like she was about to cry.

"Did you guys find her?" I asked.
"No, but I did find her green sweater." Said Dylan holding the sweater up.
"Oh my god her sweater," I said in a shaking voice.
"Mum, I'm sorry to say this. But when I got to the cabin I saw her. She was about to jump into the water. I was trying to stop her but she was pushing me away telling me to go away and when she jumped in she started drowning because of her heavy book bag. I'm sorry mum... I tried to stop her."

"No... she can't... Gisselle is... NO! SHE CAN'T BE! WHY?!" I cried.
"Mom, please. don't cry. Jules did Gigi tell you anything before she jumped into the water."
"She said 'It's better to be gone than being here.'"
"Why would she say something like." Said Dylan looking into the woods.
"D...did you tell her that I was looking for her."
"Yes, I did. But she said she didn't care if you were looking for her."

There goes Jules with her fucking lies. Man, I really want to go over and just punch her for lying to our mother like that. Damn, I hate seeing my mother crying. It really breaks my heart.

"Jules, take me to the cabin," I said
"Um... Are you sure? I mean look at your mum, you don't look fine."
"I don't care, take me to the cabin NOW," I demanded.
"Come on Jules, let's take her to the cabin."
"But..."
"Now Jules," Dylan said raising his voice
"Alright, follow me."

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Everybody gets high ~ MISSIO