soultaker25
He called me at 7 to meet me
I was happy
very happy.
But he didn't show up
He couldn't
He was killed
SHE got him killed.
***
" Morning will" , i rushed downstairs ,grabbing my Pochette.
"Morning, Lisa."
My friend Lea had invited me for breakfast . Will is my god father. Thin, frail, contemplative, intellectual, and a fatalistic thirty-nine-year-old , my dad's only trustworthy friend.
"I'll be back in an hour", I told him. he nodded .
I took my car keys and drove to her house . We talked about each other while making waffles . The thing is Lea is a new friend of mine. She shifted to Hawaii just a few weeks ago . We talked normally about her life in Austin and then suddenly she asked about my parents.
"I don't know"
"What do you mean by that? ", she asked
"I said I don't know"
" Are you like an orphan?", she asked me . I don't like her directness . I don't like direct people
"Yes", I lied
"That's lucky"
"Maybe". I didn't bother to ask why. Just started having the waffle I made . " So , why did you want to be friends with me? "
She hesitated a bit before answering me .
"Because you look real friendly". She isn't a good liar.
"Oh", i said
"So since we are friends, can you like help me a bit? ", she asked me in a fragile tone . i knew she wanted me to do something for her. Well this is what people want anyways . This is the only reason why people talk to me.
"Can i go home ? I feel sick", I asked her very politely
"You are rude", is all she said. Rather , its all she COULD say.
And then I went to meet him . But I was too late.
***
SHE POINTED AT THE DOLLS, BUT HER GAZE WAS FIXED ON THE PRETTIEST ONE. THAT'S WHEN SHE KNEW, WHEN THE LAST BULLET HIT HIM, HE WASN'T THINKING ABOUT HER.