Promise? ~ SA

Chapter 7

i woke up quite late the next morning, about 11? maybe 12 in the afternoon?  i went down to the kitchen to have breakfast, but i noticed my mum wasn't there. i saw from the corner of my eye a note attached to the cupboard. i picked it up and it read;

dear Ella,

my business trip is lasting longer than expected, i need to stay for another 3 days, hope all is well xx

mum

well shit, there goes my breakfast.

i turned around and i was instantly met with Mr. Buttons. his sharp teethed grin glistening off the lights. "does this mean i have you all to myself today?" he said. i thought for a moment before replying,  "yup, and could i ask you something? you know, because we're best friends?" his smile got even bigger from those last two words. he quickly nodded and went to sit down on the sofa, followed by me.

"so.... where did you come from?" i ask, slightly hesitant to. his smile altered a little bit, but still there. "are you sure you want to know?" he says, leaning in slightly closer, it was kinda creepy. i slowly nodded. "well.....when a mummy and a daddy like each other ver-" "oh damn never mind, i thought you were going to have some crazy cool backstory." i said, cutting him off. he looked at me puzzled, and then laughed, "no no no my friend, all normal here!" and his smile returned. 

i looked away from his gaze, did he really come into the world like this? what fucked what to have that?! i cleared my mind and decided to ignore it, well, at least for now.

my attention was immediately turned towards my phone, my phone made a small noise indicating that someone had just texted me. i picked it up and looked at who it was, and to my delight it was Amy. we would normally have little texting conversations like this when we weren't together. 

a few minutes passed, and Mr. Buttons turned to look at what i was going on my phone. his face instantly turned to a frown and walked off to my room. i didn't think much of it though. 

after a while i got tired and decided to head off to bed. while i was trying to sleep however, i couldn't stop myself from thinking about her again. my friend, the old one. know one knows what really happened to her. but i do. suicide. she killed herself the day her boyfriend left her. i tried everything i could, i took her out everywhere, i bought her all the things she wanted, because that's what friends are supposed to do, i wanted to cheer her up, and i thought i was. but obviously not. i went to her house one day to check up on her, and when i walked into her room there she lay, lifeless in her bed, pills scattered everywhere. it took me a good few months to get over what i saw that day. its not something you can just forget like that. everyone at school thought she left town, but i knew, i knew the horrors of what happened. but i wished i didn't. i let a few tears slip my eyes before drifting off into a deep sleep.

the next morning my phone was going off like crazy, so i got up, rubbed my eyes and checked what was going on.

'Amy Washer found dead in local town."