“The most beautiful discovery true friends make is that they can grow separately without growing apart.”
Elisabeth Foley quotes
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Tammy Lynn Jane was my best friend since I could remember. We met in the 1st grade, after the school yard bully, James Tanner, had shoved me down making me scrape my arm. Everyone was scared of Tanner, except for Tammy, nothing could really scare her. Tammy ended up knocking Tanner out and blaming it on the swing set, he supposable ‘jumped off’. Now Tammy and I were now 15, almost 16. Our lives were not as close as they were before since she had gotten involved with her boyfriend Drake.
Tammy was skinny and sporty looking, due to all her years of playing volleyball. Her teeth were becoming slightly yellow hue due to all her smoking in the past couple of years. Since she started smoking I have tried to convince her to quit, but Tammy was a hard head. She would tell me the same old excuse she told her parents, when she left her house to move in with her boyfriend Drake, who was 18 years old mind you, 'It is what everyone is doing today.'
"You have no idea what I did last night!" She yelled at me while frantically scanning for her pack of cigarettes in her backpack. "Damn it! Where are they?" she mummbled under her breath. She only smoked around me when she was angry. Tammy finally them and quickly got one out, sticking it into her mouth.
"Drake and I hung out, okay? I even told you we were." She stuck her pack back in her backpack and looked for her lighter.
"We watched T.V., ate takeout, kissed and then his buds came over." Her thumb fumbled with the gear until a flame was coming out the top of the lighter. "I promise!" She stuck the lighter back into her backpack. "I wouldn't have hung out with you tonight if this was going to turn into a investigation about what I do with out."
I could feel my anger build up even more as she lit her cigarette, and took a long and slow puff out of it. "Don't make promises you cannot keep Tammy."
I knew she was lying. I could almost feel it, like I was reading into her soul, as she stood there smoking trying to calm her nerves. "Just tell the truth." I glared at her. "Now where is the body?" I tried to question steadily.
Tammy looked at me with a stunned look in her eyes as she dropped her cigarette onto the ground, which she would never did. "Wh...what body?" Her gaze met mine.
"The body. You helped hide last night, with your boyfriend and his gang?" I could feel my voice pick up into a yell with every word. "You were in on the plan. You even helped plan it!"
I moved near her slowly, while clinching my fist and pointing at her. "You led the guy back to your boyfriend's car asking him for help to fix you're engine." Tammy begun to back up towards the wall behind her.
"A poor innocent man who was going home to his family. You knew that your boyfriend and his gang were going to jump him, take what little he had and kill him. In which they did!" I was in her face, with my hand wrapped underneath her jaw line.
"Blaise.... you are my best friend you...you have to believe me" She spoke trying to get the words out quickly. "I swear I...I didn't know they were going to kill him. I swear!" Her eyes were filled with fear.
I slowly relaxed my grip on her throat letting go of her. I staggered back a little as my vision was starting to go out. I rubbed my eyes and looked up at her. "Lies!" I growled.
I could feel myself getting hotter and hotter. I felt myself fall to my knees, which were now resting in a rain puddle. I could feel Tammy lower her crouch in front of me.
"Are...are you okay?" She asked still frighten.
I looked at her seeing red. "Yea. Just Peachy." I growled.
"How...how did you know?" Her voice was now unsteady as she placed her hand on my shoulder.
"Your soul..." I looked up at her, grabbing her arm but soon blacked out.
