My Psycho Friend

11. Good at Lying

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This was absolutely driving me crazy. For the past three days Alex had been near me, but he barely paid attention to me. He was only giving attention to Adam and his friends. Whenever I'd be near Adam and his group of friends I felt so weird with Alex being there too. He'd take one glance. One casual glance and then continue to ignore me.

Why was Alex acting like this? I mean I'm not complaining, compared to the way he was before to now, I definitely like the one now better than before.

But it was crazy! Its like he's playing with me.

I had to get to the bottom of this.

I discreetly peeped from my living room window as I watched Alex pull up his driveway to his car a couple houses down across from my house. Now is a good time to talk to him. As much as I hated it I needed to talk to him.

I rushed out of my house and ran to Alex's house, getting there just before he opened his front door.

"What's up with you?" I yelled from his driveway, sounding irritated, while my heart padded in my chest from that little cardio breakout I just did.

Alex turned around slowly and met my eyes.

"Excuse me? " he asked casually, looking as if he didn't know what I was talking about.

"Why have you been acting like you don't know me?" I asked. "Not that I'm complaining. I'm just confused." I added.

"Isn't that what you wanted?" He suddenly asked, a brief showcase of his emotions coming out. The sudden flash of emotion surprised me.

"...Yeah." I answered.

"Then there you go." He said waving his hands in the air. He continued to open his door and got in. Before he was going to close it I quickly got his attention again. I was not done talking to him.

"Why all of the sudden?" I asked him. He paused in his tracks not looking back at me. "Why stop? Why now? Did you already get bored playing your little games with me?" I asked in a demanding tone. 

"Its not a game." He said lowly, I almost didn't hear it.

What's not a game?

"What?" I asked. Alex had already closed the door on me. I wanted to bang on his door like that night he showed up at my house and scared me shitless when he 'knocked' on my door. But it would probably be useless doing that.

I went back to my house and did the usual and flopped on my bed.

I need to analyze this whole thing.

I know I should just live life like I had been before Alex showed up. I know I should take advantage of this opportunity, but something inside of me wanted to figure out what little I knew about Alex. There was more to him than what I already knew of him.

I know that he changes moods that quickly. He's good at acting and especially at lying.

And that he killed my babysitter.

What if he actual didn't do it? But he did. That's what they said.

Doubt lingered in the back of my mind. I didn't actually see him do it. But he was planning on killing me that night when he came into my room.

So then, he must have killed her just before getting to me.

I sighed in irritation of the questions parading in my mind. I'm not gonna get anywhere just thinking about this stuff. I have to take action.