Tragedy

The Fun Is Just Beginning

"You can't just walk up to her and ask her why she did it. She'll kill you," my friend of three years exclaimed loudly in our small apartment.
"Shhhh! Stop talking about it. I'll figure it out. I just need to track her down first Mae. Calm the hell down," I stated frankly. Her name is Madison, but I call her Mae to save my words.
"Fine, but in case you get killed, I told you so," she stated with a snort and a frown.
"I'll be fine. As long as I have my courage and determination," I dramatically said plopping into our small leather couch.
"This is serious Natalie," she replied dryly with a look of concern and confusion on her face. "And I still can't believe what you did to that man in the alleyway. That was a great idea Natalie. One more murder to worry about," she threw her hands in the air walking around the island in the kitchen plopping on the couch next to me.
"He was already dead Mae. And I had to do it. He was on a murdering spree when I attacked him, until he freaking jumped onto the buildings and started hopping them like fences. He helped kill them. My parents Mae. My freaking parents," I blinked back the tears that weren't even there. She sat quietly finally picking up the remote turning the tv on to the news.
"I'm sorry, but you can't just run around killing people who hurt you. Would you kill me if I hurt you?"
"If you done something as horrible as she did, and they helped do, probably," I said, regretting the words that just came out of my mouth.
"Wow," Mae said sarcastically. "Thanks," she returned, standing up to walk to her bedroom.
"Mae, I'm sorr-"
"I don't care anymore. Do what the hell you want," she said slamming the door behind her. I immediately heard "Kick Me" by Sleeping With Sirens turn on blasting loudly, meaning she was upset.
I heard her wall neighbor beating on the wall. "Turn that bullcrap down you dumb whore!"
"Shut the fuck up Amanda or I'll come through this damn wall and stick my foot up your ass!" Mae said extremely loud as I chuckled lightly amused by her hatred of Amanda, the apartment complex whorebag.
For a minute I forgot about everything, but was soon reminded by an alert on the tv.