I clicked my cell phone off and tossed it on the seat next to me. 'This cant be happening. Not to Sara.' My mind raced as I headed down the street where I knew my buddy lived. The cops were on their way along behind me. 'Please god let her be there.' I told myself. 'She's going to be ok.' I reassured myself only something told me not to be so sure. How could I have gotten her into this mess? It wasn't here fault. She didn't do anything. Yes, Chris was crazy. This isn't like him though. Sure he used to threaten if dues weren't paid but this time it went too far.
I headed down the street to Chris's house. Looking out the window there was a gray house with a blue car. 'It cant be here..' I said to myself. A few cops stopped the car and I got out shaking my head. "I don't know. She said there was a white house and red car.." I said gloomily. The checked the door, no one answer, they busted it down. A few minutes passed as I leaned on my car. They came out shaking there heads, my heart sank.
I got in my car and headed down the street. I was praying, praying for Sara to be alright.
As I turned down the street a few cops were already parked in a driveway. I parked my car quickly and raced out. 'Please god let her be ok' White house across the street, red car. A young blonde girl stood in the doorway peering in. I glanced at her terrified. "What happened?"
"I heard a gunshot going off, I called 911." The girl responded with a scared expression. I nodded to her and rushed in standing on the top of the steps near the basement. The two cops looked at me with sad expressions. I knew what that meant. I walked down the creaky stairs slowly. An icy chill soared down my spine as I saw Sara, leaning against the wall with two cops hutched over her.