"Hope Calm down!" Kealey yelled at me. I continued to march down the cold street, the light of the moon shining down on me. I just killed someone. I'm a murderer. Oh no, prison is going to be horrible. How could I?
"Kealey get away from me!" I shouted. What if I accidentally kill her too? I have to stay away from her….also my mum.
I felt a hand pull my shoulder back. No, she has to stay away.
"GET AWAY FROM ME!" I screamed. Kealey looked taken back, shock clear in her face.
"Hope…" she says softly, tears dripped from her eyes like snowflakes.
"I-I'm sorry," I said. She's my best friend and I just yelled at her like a stranger. What is happening to me? Where did this rage come from?
"Save it," Kealey says coldly and turning around, "find your own way home."
I stood there watching my friend walk away. No, it cannot end like this. Our friendship has lasted so many things, climbed so many mountains. It can't fall now.
"Kealy!" I called after her. Her silhouette turned the street corner. By the time I get there, she was already gone.
I felt my heart drop to the ground. Glancing at the street sign I realise that I'm only a few blocks from home.
I let out a ragged breath and start to walk home.
My feet ache by the time I arrive, but it's nothing compared to my heart. How could I call it heart when only bricks lay where it once was?
I get out my keys and unlock the door. I need my mum, but she went out for a business meeting tonight.
I locked the door behind me and pace into the kitchen. My things clattered as they were dropped onto the kitchen bench. Dragging my body upstairs I collapsed onto my bed.
Cuddled up in a ball, I cry myself to sleep.