THE CATALYST

SUZIE*

Suzie's p. o. v.
Personally i was freaked out.

For one Amanda seems serious with what she said to me a while back.

Me pacing back and forth was not really helping plus I really had to talk to Amanda about this.
She seemed lost and confused in a creepy way like the smile my mom gave her when she walked out.

What is wrong with everyone nowadays?

I carefully climbed out my window and ran down the street to Amanda's house.

Her bedroom light was on and from the view down here she seemed disraught

By the time i had reached her do i could hear her struggling.

I barged in and found her dangling from a rope which was pulled tightly to her neck.

She thrust her arms and body everywhere as i tried to help her and finally free her from the fabric cell that squeezed her throat dangerously.

She coughed out before breaking down in tears. Ok... I'm really not good with this so I pull her into a hug.

She soon calms down but her breathing is uneven. I look up into her blue eyes and try to calm her before her eyes widen and she pushes me away.

"So you were serious... about it killing your mom? " i asked hoping she'd say no but she didn't

So i asked what every good friend asks
" Where's the body? " i asked one of my eyebrows raised

" In the lake outside town. " she mumbled after a long sigh

" I'll help you, "i spat out. It's like my mouth has a big problem today with saying the wrong things.

How I wish I had stayed in UK if i knew things were just about to get more freakier than this and trust me you won't believe me but they did