Author's Note: Sorry, I haven't been able to write much lately. I've had a bunch of stuff on my mind, and I'm currently reading the final book in the Hunger Games series, Mockingjay, so I'm busy reading a lot. lol :) Hope everyone liked the first chapter! The suspense really starts picking up in this chapter, so be ready! Remember, it's okay if you haven't seen the movie Summer's Moon before, because a lot of my friends haven't and they still enjoyed what I have of the story so far. Bye ;) (BTW, I used a lot of my friends' names' in this. And there actually is an Alyssa! :P
Chapter 2 - The Tragic Deaths of Loved Ones
I quickly sprinted out from behind the bush, jumped into the car, and slammed the door. Alyssa was in such shock that she was speechless. She spoke not even a word as she began flooring it, racing to her house. Now, I was confused as hell. After thinking for a few moments, I came to the conclusion that she is more than likely is just going to lay it all on me the second that we arrive at her house. Hopefully, she had gotten it all drained out during her freak - attack over the phone a few minutes ago. Hopefully.
It was only two and a half minutes before we pulled up in her extremely steep driveway. Alyssa slowly turned off the engine and quickly got out of the car, slamming the door behind her. What the hell was her problem anyway, I thought to myself, rolling my eyes and biting my lip, annoyed. I sat and watched Alyssa speed walk to the door, unlock it, and hurry inside and up the stairs. I stayed in the car for another five minutes, but finally decided to get out.
After locking the storm door behind me, I started upstairs, taking each step carefully and with precaution. Soon enough, I was at the foot of her bedroom door, shaking. I had no idea why I was shaking like a chihuahua, and why the hell I would be scared of Alyssa. Alyssa! Alyssa Westhoven! My best friend! Stop, I told myself, I can't keep acting like this. I need to get my shit together and move on with life. But I still had two ounces of fear rushing through my veins.
That's when I went and shot my fear in the face. Full of courage, I twisted the door knob and stormed inside. Alyssa raised her head which had been buried in her hands. I knew that I was getting blood and dirt all over her perfectly nice carpet, but at the present, I didn't really care. "Alyssa, if you have a goddamn problem with me, just tell me! You don't have to go around acting all pissed. I mean, you never even offered to help me!"
That's when her face fell a thousand stories down. I could sense a tone of hurt in her expression, and I suddenly felt bad about what I had just said to her. "Summer,", said Alyssa, her voice weak and shaky, "you don't know. I have been concerned about you. And I guess that I acted that way because I felt a hint of anger, confusion, and hurt that you would run away like that. I mean, I thought that you were gone forever just like James!". "James? What happened to him?", I asked, puzzled.
James was her boyfriend, and she was obsessed with him. She told me a couple of weeks ago that she had fallen in love with him. She suddenly began bawling her eyes out. "He, he, killed himself! One day when you were gone, he asked if I could come over, but I told him that my parents and I were going to a dinner with my dad's boss, which we were. Well, when we were getting ready to leave, I decided that I didn't want to go, that I wanted to go visit James.
So I told my parents that I had some homework to do, and exams to study for, and asked if I could stay home and catch up on that. They said yes, and they left. I didn't call James and tell him that I wasn't going with them because I wanted to show up and surprise him. Well, when I was just about to walk out the door to go visit him, I got a phone call saying that my parents were just in a wreck, and had just been killed. And somehow, James was driving around town and all he saw was my mom and dad's car flipped over in a ditch, and an ambulance rushing around the corner.
Then he went to the school and went in the janitors closet, and killed himself, because he thought that I went with them, and I had died. I know this because he wrote a note right before he killed himself, mailed it, and it ended up in my mailbox three days after he killed himself. So at that time, there were only three things that I could think of. James was dead, my parents were dead, and you probably were too. So you could only imagine how I felt each night, alone, knowing those three things, and having no one that cared anymore, or listened anymore. You can only imagine what I'm going through."
Author's Note: I wanted to say that the character James is one of the real people's names that I used in this story. All of my friends were very close to him and his girlfriend, Tiffany. Three weeks ago Tiffany overdosed on anti-depressants, and ended up in the hospital. James thought that she was dead, and he hung himself in the janitor's closet in our school. Tiffany still doesn't know that he is dead. So I just wanted everyone to keep James and Tiffany in their hearts, because everyone that I know will never ever forget him. Thank you. 3
