All Because of a Rose
Proof
As I walked outside and into the cool breeze I saw two police officers walked pass me into the building to go speak with my mother and father. I kept on walking father till I reach the a banded park and walk straight towards an empty old rusted swing.
“Why can’t I just have a normal teenage life?” I thought as I felt a tear roll down my cheek.
I swing back and forth as I listened to the creek of the metal on the swing.
“You know that you shouldn’t be out here alone.” I heard a familiar voice coming from behind me.
I slowly stopped the swing and got off as I faced the voice.
“You really got to stop.” I said with my arms crossed over me from the cold.
“Stop what?” Liam asked confused.
“Ohh! Don’t act like you don’t know what you’re doing!” I yelled at him.
“Rose, I think you might be going crazy.” He said simply like it was a fact.
“Going crazy?” I asked bewildered.
“You know what? I think you’re screwed up in the head!” I yelled as I processed what I just said, feeling a bit bad.
He look at me hurt then spoke in a soft voice “Rose. What’s bothering you? I mean this is a stupid question after the whole towns talking about your dead sister. But is there something else bothering you?” he asked.
Yes, there were many problems including the fact that I was keep seeing him mysteriously after Celia’s death, and so he was one of the problems, but obviously if I told him that, he would either get hurt or just think I’m plain crazy.
Also the other fact was simple, my stolen dead sister.
“It’s nothing. I just don’t want to talk about anything.” I lied looking down.
Liam just looked at me like he did not believe me, “Rose, I know I’m not the easiest person to chat with and I’m not Lucas, but please whenever you need someone to talk with, just remember I’m here.”
Ha-ha not the easiest person to talk with, he got that right.
“Okay, Liam.” I said just trying to make him leave so I could be alone.
As if he could read my thoughts, “I have to go... bye Rose.” He said as he looked at me before he turned and silently walked away into the nearby woods.
I looked back up at him as my eyes trailed his moving absence.
I didn't answer back as I just watched him walk away and decided I had enough of this cold and decided just to walk back to the hospital and check on my parents.
As I walked I remembered something chilling that Liam had mention earlier,
"I know I’m not the easiest person to chat with and I’m not Lucas."
How did he know Lucas's name?
I never even mention Lucas's name in front of him today.
"Okay, maybe he met him in a different class." I thought as I tried to make it less scary.
I decided that was it as I kept on walking towards the hospital.
After walking through the hospital doors and seeing that my father was busy calming down my crying mother, the two police officers I saw earlier came up to me.
“Ma'am, we need to ask you some question involving you.” The dark haired one asked me.
I looked at them confused, “Have I done something wrong?”
“We might think you have been involved with your sister’s stolen body.”
“Wait, what?” I asked more confused.
My parents came up behind me “Don’t worry, we already told them you were at home when the time Celia got stolen.” My father spoke as my mother looked worried.
The police officers made me go into a vacant room as they sat me down and made me answer some questions.
“Where were you last night at 12:00 p.m.?”
“I was asleep in my house at that time.” I answered fidgeting with my hands as I was trying to process what was going on.
“Are you positive?”
Was I positive? What type of question was that?
“Yes, I’m positive.” I said in an annoyed voice.
“We found your fingerer prints freshly on the table from 12:00 p.m.” The shorter officer of the two spoke as he looked off a note pad, watching me closely.
“I was not even up at 12:00!” I yelled as I stood up angrily.
“Then why where your figure prints showing proof?” the same officer spoke.
I thought as I had no idea why my figure prints were even on the table.
I remember when I first saw Celia’s dead body I could not even touch her, so why would my figure prints be even in that room?
“I have no idea.” I whispered after a while of thinking.
“Can I go?” I pleaded.
“Yes.”
I opened the door and saw my parents looking at me again more worried.
“What did they say to you?” my mother asked me.
“They said they had proof that I was here last night even though I was not even awake.” I said as I was about to cry.
“Ohh we believe you honey.” My mum said as she wrapped her arms around me in comfort.
“We will fix this up, as soon as we come back from Africa.” My father said as he walked out the police officers.
“I just want Celia back.” I cried into my mother’s arms.
“I know, we all want her back.” My mum said as my father came back and got his keys ready so we could all go home and calm down for the day.
Notes
Okay, so I'm really appreciating all the comments from you guys!!So... I will need tons of luck from you guys, I'm getting my SAT scores back this week...and I'm so nervous.
It's basically my future, and I want to do so well.
-sighs dramatically-
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Not if you guys don't want me to.
11/18/15