Chapter One: Flashbacks
Kelsey tossed and turned, unsuccesfully trying to fall asleep. She turned over, and checked her digital alarm clock that sat on her bedside table. 2:35.
She sighed, and rolled back over, running her hand through her hair. She'd hardly slept in two weeks. It had been two weeks since Lauren, Kelsey's bestfriend, died. Two weeks since she was murdered.
Two weeks since Kelsey witnessed it. Two weeks that Kelsey had been keeping the secret. Kelsey knew who her friend's killer was, but no one else did. And she didn't dare tell. She closed her eyes letting the scene replay in her mind for the hundredth time.
It was a Saturday night. Lauren had asked Kelsey to come over, and Kelsey had decided to walk since she lived so close, and it was a nice night. Kelsey had been spending a lot of time at Lauren's house since Lauren broke up with her boyfriend of two years, Drew. She had taken it hard, and Kelsey had been helping her through it. Shoveling ice cream, watching sappy romantic movies, and giving Lauren a shoulder to cry on. The typical girly things girls do after breakups. Kelsey was almost at the door when she heard a commotion coming from the house. She saw two shadows pass by the window. Lauren had told her that she was home alone that night, so obviously Kelsey was quite curious. Kelsey dissmissed it as her parents had decided to stay home, and she continued walking to the door. Thats when she heard a earpiercing scream, and then a loud Bang! Following that was a loud thud which Kelsey would later learn was the sound of Lauren's lifeless body hitting the cold floor. Kelsey panicked, and thats when she made a decision that would haunt her for the rest of her life. She ran, leaving her friend behind to die. She betrayed her in those last few moments of her life. After she had been running for merely a few seconds she heard a door slam behind her. She glanced over her shoulder, and saw a young boy staggering out of the house covered in blood. Even in that quick glance she knew exactly who it was, and it made her sick to her stomach. Drew. Kelsey kept running, and she didn't turn back.
Kelsey held back the tears that stung at her eyes. Thinking about that was still so hard, and it was all so fresh in her mind. She couldn't cry, though. Her sobs were always so loud, and her parents would hear. She couldn't tell them why she was crying. If she did eventually they might be the ones crying over her wishing they would've left her be.
Another thing that bothered Kelsey was that even after she ran, she still could've called an ambulance. She might've been able to save her. But she didn't. Why didn't she? Was it the terror and panic blurring her capability of thinking rationally? Or was she just selfish, and only cared about herself getting away? Why didn't she wait for Drew to leave, and then come back. Even if she couldn't have helped her she could've saved her parents from having to find her. These were the questions that kept her up at night. Why? She might never know.
I'm a Directioner!
I ♥ Liam Payne
I love puppies
I dislike you with the fiery passion of a thousand burning suns.
Hope you don't mind.