Chapter Three
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Kelsey
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I haven't been scared since what happened with Moira and the others. Which is a surprise to a bunch of the people in town. I guess that's one of the reasons I'm a suspect, you know? Cause I can walk down the streets alone without constant fear that I am going to be kidnapped, raped or killed. Cause I can look people in the eye most of the time. Cause I can stay home alone during storms when there is supposed to be a murderer on the loose. I guess that's why I sometimes suspect that maybe I did kill someone.
But I hate to think like that. The one thing my dad told me before he left was to "always stay positive my darling, and look for the best in everyone including yourself". So thats what I try to do. But right now, I'm depressed because of what happened with Asher. So where do I go? The park.
It's after four o'clock and it looks like it's about to storm, but I like the rain so I think I'll stay. I watch as mothers give me cautious glances and then decide I'm safe so they proceed with their children.
I think about how it was when I was five or six. I didn't know what went on in the real world...I didn't care either. It didn't matter because my reality was safe and fairytale like. Why does that always have to change?
I sigh, walk to the swings and sit down and start swinging. I'm slow at first, but as I get faster and higher, I feel more freedom now then I have in the past year. Pretty soon, I'm as high as I can go but I still swing my legs straight when going forward and bend them back when going backward to keep the speed up. When I feel the wind cutting into my face, I lean back in the swing and enjoy the moment when my hair hits the ground and flies up with me. At first, my eyes are closed, but I've learned that some things are enjoyed more when your eyes are open. So, I open them and let the wind carry me. Back and forth. Back and forth. As I'm getting close to the highest peak, I swing my head up, defying gravity itself. I let myself go back one more time and wait till it gets high again.
Then, I jump.
As I'm walking away, I feel someone watching me. I turn around and find Asher staring right back at me. I ignore that funny feeling in my stomach and walk away. Because some things are better left ignored.
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At home, it's thundering and lightening lights up the sky. I walk in my room and sit down on my window seat. I tie the curtains back so I can watch the rain come down. The droplets look like they are in a race to get to the bottom of the window and that makes me smile for some reason. I put my finger to the window and followed the paths of the water. I looked at the tears falling from the sky and took a deep breath.
"Kelsey! Phone!" I heard Kane shout for me and I got up. I went downstairs and grabbed the phone from his hands.
"Hello?" I asked. He didn't tell me who was on the phone.
"Hey, Kelsey. This is Stephanie Cramer.. You remember me?" I smiled.
"Yes, Steph. I remember you. How could I not? We were like best friends in seventh grade. So what's up?" I asked her. I hadn't heard from her in forever.
"Um, I figured that you might need a friend. So would you like to come to a party with me tonight? It's going to be at Daniel Yate's house. Hows that sound?" She sounded like she was already about to leave, because I heard keys clanging in the background.
I didn't really want to go because parties aren't really my thing.
"Sure. Give me twenty minutes."
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Missing Pieces
Mystery / ThrillerSeventeen year old Kelsey Jenkins is living a night mare. Three people have been killed and people suspect she had something to do with it. Because she wasn't at home that dreadful night, and no one- not even herself- knows where she was, people are...
