I came back home shocked and it feels like everything was a blur. It was so fast, Mom and Dad quickly took me home. They knew that I was still scared of what happened earlier so they let me be.
I quietly sat on my bed as I was fidgeting my fingers in a fast pace, breathing was unstable. I was.. unstable. I didn't know why but when I saw Nash back there..
It was like a trigger button was pushed on me and I started to panic. I wanted to stop him from doing something, but what!? He's not the killer!
Frustrated, I ran my fingers through my hair. I sighed deeply before closing my eyes and I was finally sent off to dreamland.
'When are you going to stop!?'
'This. This is for us!'
'No! Let's just accept our fate.. please'
I opened my eyes, I sweating like crazy, breathing was unstable as I sat on my bed and looked at the clock. 6 in the morning.
It was that dream again, but it was different today because I was there. I am very sure I was there! But why? I blinked a couple of times and shook my head.
I should just be preparing for school. I stretched my arms trying to stop my undying thoughts about yesterday and my dream. It's just too much for me.
As I took a step inside the school grounds, it wasn't fun like yesterday. A lot of students didn't even dare to come to school today. I shut my eyes tightly and tried to forget about it.
She wasn't walking in with her elegant look but with a scared and nervous look, Ms. Millar gulped slowly as she faced us. "I- We, the staff and the management are sorry about the scenario yesterday. For that we are willing to give you guys a three day break from school since we are also investigating about the death of one of our students." she said with a shaky voice.
I avoided eye contact, but my eyebrows soon furrowed when I noticed Nash was nowhere to be seen. Where is he? "For today we have our investigators that are going to ask you some questions about yesterday. Please do tell me if you feel uncomfortable or so."
Everyone just nodded in response, and there were r investigators that came inside our room. I heard their questions
'Did you see someone suspicious yesterday?'
'Where were you that time when the incident happened?'
'By any chance, do you know who the victim was?'
'Are you close with his girlfriend?'
I just sighed and gave everybody a bored look. I should just walk outside, without a single soul noticing it, I was already out of the room.
As I was slowly walking trying to find a hiding spot I saw Nash sitting quietly inside an empty room, I knocked on the door and he looked up but what scared me the most is..
His eyes, it was like blood shot deadly red eyes. I gulped and slowly backed up when I saw him standing up and fixing his stuff to go to me. He was holding that necklace again!
As he opened the door I couldn't stop myself from snatching the necklace from his grip. I saw how his eyes widened. "Ashleah! What the hell are you doing!?" He shouted.
I also didn't know why, but it was like my body moved before I can think properly. "I-I.. don't know!" I shouted back while holding the necklace tightly.
"Stop, Ashleah. Give it back." He said while trying to lock his eyes with mine. I did everything just to avoid his gaze, No please! Stop.
"Where were you when that killing incident happened?!" I shouted at him, good thing no one was there, not a single soul. He looked surprised as his trembling hands started to find it way to my shoulders trying to calm me down.
"Ashleah, please. Stop freaking out, I know everyone was shocked about yesterday--" I scoffed and cut him off from speaking more nonsense stuff.
"Nash, I'm scared. I was so scared! And then you came there with those blood shot red eyes while holding a necklace! A goddamn necklace that looks familiar to me!" I cried out, it was so frustrating that I can't even understand what I really feel.
"Nash, what is this necklace for?! It feels like it's so important to you that if I try to break it--" before I can even finish what I was saying he snatched the necklace from my hands and sighed.
"Ashleah, stop thinking about it! I wasn't the killer." He finished our arguement with just that simple answer, I slowly calmed down after that.
"I-I'm sorry for taking it out on you. I was so frustrated about what happened yesterday. The victim's girlfriend came running to us with a body full of blood." I said, I was now sitting on the chair inside the room where Nash was in earlier.
"It's fine, just refrain yourself from snatching my necklace." He said, oh about that necklace I didn't notice that it was already gone!
"Yes. Yes, I'm sorry for taking what's not mine." I said while bowing down my head a couple of times, he just chuckled and slowly pats my head.
"Now then, let's go back shall we?" He said and I just nodded in response. Everything will be okay, I'm sure.
Or is it? I was taking it back! The investigators showered us with questions that I can't even keep up! Where do they get those energy!? Aren't they tired?!
The interview finished smoothly and I felt a little relaxed as I was fixing my stuffs, I noticed that Nash was already gone.. again?
My eyes wandered around the room, trying to find where that goddamn guy is, but I failed. He was nowhere to be found again.
I was going to the door but then I heard a guy screaming outside the corridor. "Ms. Millar! Ms. Millar is dead!" He shouted, I looked back at the students inside our room, everyone was shocked.
I ran out trying to find where Nash is, I didn't care if I looked stupid or what. But where is again!? My heart was beating loudly.
I stopped when I saw him, at the stairs and I felt like there was tension around him, his eyes were like that again.. The eyes of a killer.. or the eyes of someone who saw another person dying?
When he saw me and locked eyes with me, it sent shivers down my spine, I saw that necklace again but it was now glowing brightly.
Are we being slowly eaten by death?