The Broken Record Player

Chapter 8

        After I wipe the tears off my cheeks, and I feel a little better, I go down the lift to tell them that I am locked out.

"It's fine Hailey," says Bridget. "I've done it so many times." She gets a drawer out and finds a spare key. When she passes it to me, I thank her. "I saw you on the news." I turn back to her.

"Really! Did you hear who did it?" I get excited she could be the one to tell me who it was.

"Yeah, I did. It's crazy isn't it." My ears suddenly prick up.

"I don't know who it was, can you tell me?" As I ask her the lift makes that bing noise, and Charlie comes out. I look back at Bridget, she looks at me and tilts her head to the left. Towards Charlie. Charlie?

"Hailey, I've been looking for you. I'm sorry, I just didn't wa-" he stops talking. As I blink a tear falls from my eye. "Hailey, are you alright?"

"How could you?" I trusted him, I really did.

"I'm sorry, I didn't want you to know from the TV who it was, that's why I turned it of-" I cut him off.

"I didn't mean that." I calm myself down, so my voice isn't as squeaky. "I thought I trusted you. But clearly I shouldn't of."

"What are you talking about?" He asks. Trying to act dumb, and like he doesn't know.

"I know Charlie, I know who it was. And now I don't think I will ever be able to talk to you ever again." The key in my hand starts to stab into my skin the more and more I talk to him. I walk off into the lift, he grabs my arm. "Get off me Charlie."

"But Hailey, please just forgive me. I didn't mean to get you hurt you, it was meant for som-" I don't want to listen to him anymore.

"I'm a good enough person to forgive you, but I am not stupid enough to trust you again. Bye Charlie." I walk into the lift and the doors shut. Bridget is looking depressed, she probably didn't know that would happen.

        When I get to my room, I lye on my bed. Who knew it would be Charlie. I trusted him. But then again, he might of wanted to stop my riots. I look at my watch and it is 6pm. I want to go to sleep, but it's too early. I don't want to watch tv, that will just depress me. I decide to unpack my suitcase. I open the doors to the walk-in wardrobe, it's amazing. Everything opens up as I walk in. All white, and shiny.

        After I put everything away, I get out the diary my mother told me to read. I jump onto my bed, with it in my hand, and open it up. It was typed up, using a type writer. The paper that has typing on, is stuck to a piece of blank paper, stuck into the book.

"This diary was written by Kate Sand, the mother of Juliet sand, soon to be Juliet Row. And the daughter of Charlotte Sand. This diary shows all of the stories of how I tried to make this world different. It's for the next person in the broken record player. First thing is first, don't be scared. Fear doesn't stop death. It stops life. You need to do this, and if you are reading this it means that my attempt to change the world didn't work. Make sure yours does. You need to prove that this 'experiment' world, will not work. This world isn't made for experiments it's made to have life. Some things need to be kept a secret. You can't have an answer for everything. And if they argue about that tell them that what if we find every single answer. What will happen to the world then? It will be a mess. Keep on reading this if you want some ideas, or you want to know what I actually am doing, not the rumours. The first thing I ever did was miss my-"

The phone next to me rings.

"Hello?" I say as I put the phone next to my ear.