Nothing To Lose But You

Chp. 4

This has to be some sick joke. I saw her die. I watched as they took her body. I watched her get BURIED!!! This isn't real. It's not possible. Unless she's some fucking zombie then this isn't real.

"What did it spell?" Brad texted.

"It said 'I'm still alive' it maked NO sense." I sighed angrily, running a hand through my hair.

"Do you think it's a sign? A possibility even?"

"Brad there's no damn way. I watched as she was buried. She died in my fucking arms its impossible."

"Yeah but what if it isn't? This obviously means something and this isn't no damn coincidence."

"What do you expect me to believe?! That she's a walking corpse?!"

"That's not what I meant. What if this WHOLE thing was some kind of set up? That would explain it all. I don't know if you noticef but when they took her body, they didn't even zip the bag up all they way."

"Okay sure there might be that but how do you explain her throat, her blood, and her not breathing?"

"I don't know! I'm nit s genius or anything! Just. Promise me you won't just push this aside? This is really serious."

"Why do you care so much? You barely knew her."

"Yeah but you loved her. And for the past five months I've seen you at your worst. As your brother, of course i don't want to see you like that."

"Alright I'll keep looking. But I'm telling you it's impossible." I set my phone down and scanned my eyes over thr paper. Getting frustrated, i got up, grabbed my keys and headed outside.

I pulled into her apartment complex, going up three flights of stairs and finally making it to her apartment. I took my key and slowly opened the door. It was still the same which was kinda weird. Stepping in i took a look around. I then headed to the back where her bathroom and bedroom are. I first walked into the bedroom, looking for anything that could help me figure out what the hell is going on. But i couldn't find anything. So next i went into the bathroom, searching through the cabinets and under the sink. That's when i found it. A thing of fake blood and that weird fake skin shit that you use to be a zombie cosplay or whatever. It was behind everything in the very back. That bitch.

We all just got played. But why? Why in the hell would she fake this? And how? I angrily took out my phone and dialed Brad.

"Hey. Did you find anything?"

"Yeah! I did! We got fucking PLAYED! There's a bottle of fake blood and that skin shit in her cabinet. She planned all of this. But i just... i don't get why she chose to leave me.."

"Brother there has to be more to this. I know she loved you there's no way she would leave willingly." I sighed once again.

"Yeah maybe. But how am i supposed to find her?"

"I don't know.." he sighed.

"I'll call you later. I'm gonna try to figure this out." I hung up and went out of her apartment, heading back to my place.

Sorry these gonna be short 🤷🏼‍♀️