My friend Alex

by SuperWhoLockianx3

Josh is just a regular 25-ish guy, who goes to church with his family, hangs out with his friends, and lives by himself in an apartment, while he goes to work on weekdays, at a department store. His best friend Alex works at the new pizzeria in town, and he thinks nothing of it. Until Alex starts acting oddly. The more concerned he is for his friend, the worse it gets.

A/N: Just part of a story, I wrote in one go. Thanks for reading, and I'll upload the next part in a few days or so. This is probably only going to be two-part, but I might write more. Reviews would be helpful, I really would like to improve, so all comments are welcome. Thanks! :)

On an average Saturday afternoon, I was hanging out with my friends watching a movie. We were eating popcorn and laughing at the movie's horrible attempts at comedy. It was getting late. Before we had even realized it, it was 2 am. I had to go to church the next day with my family, so I was angry with my friend Alex. Beforehand I had told him that I needed to go to church the next day. He promised to tell me when it was about midnight to go home. But he forgot and although he apologized several times, I was still upset. Now how was I going to get up on time? I might even have to skip church. Going to church is very important to me and my family, so obviously I couldn't let it go. I gathered all my things as quickly as possible, and rushed out the door. I sped home, and jumped into bed, not even bothering to shower. By now it was about 3 or 4. But I couldn't fall asleep. It was like I was being watched. I tried to calm myself down, but I just panicked even more. This was so irrational. I was scared to even open my eyes. I forced myself to open them, telling myself it was stupid to think such a thing. When I opened my eyes, I felt a surge of relief. There was nothing. I could have sworn that there would have been something there. But there wasn't and that was what mattered. I have to go to church in the morning so I need to get some sleep. Church started at 11:30 and if I fell asleep now, I could at least get a few hours of rest. I fell asleep, the weird feeling of something or someone watching me was gone. A few hours later, I bolted upright.
Confused I looked around. I must have had a bad dream because I was sweating and the sheets were tangled up. But no matter how hard I tried I couldn't even remember being scared. Maybe I woke up because of a abnormal sound like a train passing by, or someone getting into their car. I was a really light sleeper. I was extremely annoyed. Tomorrow was not going to be a good day, judging by how much sleep I had. I couldn't fall asleep again, so I got up to make a large cup of coffee. I was definitely going to need it. Starting up the coffee pot, I checked my phone for new messages. There was none. I felt a little weird-ed out, usually after a fight Alex would at least text me. He was probably either asleep or holding a grudge. But he never held grudges so he had to be asleep. Sitting on the couch, I scrolled through my twitter.
I went to church with my family. After almost falling asleep several times, it was over with. I hugged my mom, and caught up with the rest of my family. I went out to fun a few errands, and while I was waiting for my order at McDonald's, I checked my phone again. Alex still hadn't called, texted or messaged me in any way. I wasn't mad anymore, and I still wanted to hang out with him and the others next Saturday. The food was taking forever, so I called him and noone picked up. I called again, no answer. I sent a text, and brushed it off. When I was done with the errands, I headed home. I got in some pajamas, and started watching Netflix.