Chapter 1 -

I walked along the road of the very busy L.A. city. I was just getting off of my job from the restaurant, my blonde hair which was in a nice neat bun was now falling out of the scrunchy.
My white button up blouse was now wrinkled from the smooth material it was hours ago. My black skirt was now scrunched up instead of the smooth sleek look it was.
I was wore out, tonight was Friday night and usually the busiest.
Faith my roommate was supposed to pick me up but after an hour of waiting I decided to head home on my own.
She forgot sometimes but I didn't blame her. She had a very hectic life and she needed to recover from the abuse she had experienced from her old boyfriend. So I usually shrugged it off when she forgot things like this.
The street was smoky and it smelled like something had died weeks ago. I ignored it and concentrate on getting home. I passed a few dirty faces which I assumed belonged to the homeless. I just tried to not make eye contact, keep my head down and to get home so I could finally sleep.
A scream sounded from one of the alleys. My eyes widened as I realized it was Faith's.
I quickly ran down to the alley to see what the problem was with her. I feared for her life and I was scared she was hurt.
I ran into the dirty alley to see Faith being held against the wall by a man.
I grabbed the pepper spray from my purse and went up to him but by the time I came up to the man Faith has trust a knife into his gut. I saw him fall to the ground wailing in pain. My eyes widened at the scene.
"Hey Buffy." She said to me as if nothing had happened.
"Faith. You... you...killed him." I stuttered out.
"It was self defense he attacked me."
I shook my head. "Faith. No. This isn't self defense you killed a man."
"Look no one will know. I'll throw the knife in a dumpster. It'll be fine." She came up to me, put her hand on my shoulder. "I'll take care of it." She assured me.
I think she knew that I would freak. She was like my exact opposite. She was what I could be if I had taken different roads in my life, and that honestly scared me to my very core.
I backed out of the alley my eyes never leaving the man on the ground. Faith and I got into her car and she drove us to our apartment. I knew she couldn't get away with it, and it still scared me.

From that night on, the murder Faith had committed changed my life. Forever. or the better or the worse?
You make the call.

Here is my story....

Authors note- Review. Please. I basically know where I'm going with this. I know very short chaprter but i wanted a introduction. And this was it.