Melissa Rodrigez:
Conspiracy
Chapter Fourteen
I quickly took the picture out of the drawer and shut the drawer. My eyes started watering as I ran to my room.
Anna's dad had my dad. And I knew she was a part of it. I felt betrayed. She was supposed to be my best friend. Everything she told me, all of the presents, and thoughtful words, were just an act. They had to lure me in so that her dad could get me as well.
I cried my eyes out. I felt worse than the day that Mom died. Worse. I never thought I could feel worse.
Anna walked into the room and sat by me on the bed.
I wouldn't look up at her.
"Melissa, what's wrong? Why are you crying so much?"
"Like you don't know! How could you do this to me? You were… you were…" I couldn't blurt out the last words because I was choking on my tears.
"What are you talking about? Melissa, are you sure you're feeling well?" Anna asked.
"Feeling okay? Why would I feel okay when I know that my dad is probably somewhere out their alive, but I can't do anything about it! And your dad he has him! You and your mom, all of you were part of this big plan to distract me while your dad is out there killing my dad!" I screamed into her face, all of my rage turning transparent.