Chapter 2:
I sat shaking in the pouring down rain outside of the town's only gas station. I contemplated going inside but I didn't want anyone asking questions. My mind wandered to earlier but before I had time to start thinking too much of today's awful events the weather took a drastic turn. It seemed to drop 20 degrees and the wind picked up sending bone chilling shivers down my spine.
I couldn't take it anymore and decided to go inside. I stood and began walking over to the door. As I was walking I began fishing money out of my pockets and when I came up with nothing I swore and began looking in my dad's coat I was wearing. Distracted, I ran into what felt like a wall and was knocked onto the ground.
I grumbled under my breath and was pushing hair roughly behind my ear when a large hand was suddenly right in front of my face. I shrieked and whipped my head up. Reece Woods was standing there looking down at me with an irritated look on his tan face. "Are you going to take it or not?" he questioned making his irritation clear in his voice. I swallowed and gingerly took his hand. My eyes widened in shock when he roughly grabbed my hand and yanked me to my feet.
He let out a low whistle, "You look like shit". I glared at him, "Thanks, that's exactly what I need right now. Some arrogant asshole to tell me I look like shit". He fake gasped, "I didn't realize the pastor's daughter swore. Isn't that a sin or something?". I could feel the muscle in my jaw ticking which is sign that I'm about 5 seconds away from punching this prick in the face.' Breathe Kylan, breathe. He's not worth it' I told myself. I just sent him a glare and shoved past him, my shoulder colliding with his upper arm. But the next words he said had me spinning around and wanting to land a hard punch to his drool worthy face.
"What'd you say?" he just smirked at me, I shoved him, "What'd you say?". His smirk was now a full on grin, "I said it should've been you". I started wailing on him but it didn't seem to have any effect and soon enough I felt myself begin to cry again and slide to ground. Reece was forgotten as I remembered Olivia's blank stare and dead body floating in the water. "Shit" I heard Reece mutter. He bent down in front of me and attempted to lift my chin to make my eyes meet his but I squeezed them shut, "Don't touch me!". Reece let his hand drop but didn't move a muscle.
"How did you know about Olivia?" I asked in a meek voice. His eyebrows furrowed together, "Know what about her? I was talking about the prank pulled on your dad last week. It was meant for you". I looked and saw the sincereity in his eyes, "Oh" was all I could manage to say. I let my face fall and and my hair become a shield. This time when he placed his hand on my chin to lift my face towards his, I let him. "What happened to Olivia?" he asked and it felt like he was looking into my soul. I swallowed, "Nothing" then cast my eyes away from his prying ones. "Don't lie to me Kylan. If nothing happened you wouldn't have cried like a baby the way you did" Reece said, calling me out. "I did not cry like a baby!" I argued. His blue eyes turned dark, "Don't try to change the topic, tell me right now or I swear I will hang one of your bra's to the flag pole like I did freshman year". I gasped, "That was you?". "Yes, now tell me what happened" I could tell by his demeanour that he was serious. I sighed, "I found Olivia... dead in the lake". His eyes widened a fraction but he kept silent. "I called my dad and he called the police and had them come down to investigate. They think it's suidcide but there is no way she killed herself. She wasn't depressed and when I tried to tell them I think that someone killed her they immeadiately dismissed it and acted like I was crazy. Even my dad thinks I am. That's why I'm here. I ran away and when I realized I had no place to go I came here". When I looked up into his eyes I didn't find sympathy like I expected to, instead I found sorrow. Sorrow for Olivia, for her family, and for me.
