I didn't follow her out of the bar. I decided that it would be best if I just stayed away from her and let this pan out for itself. I finished up my drink and kept an eye on her friends.
I could tell that they were stuck up, yet they didn't have the money for any of this. I mean, their reactions to having to pay twelve dollars for a drink were priceless.
I sighed, enjoying this scenery. This bar wasn't like your average bar. It was more of a chill club type of a bar. There were open mics, lounge areas, and a dance floor for whenever the bands decided to play.
I rested my arm on the bar, then looked around, scanning the room. My eyes landed on that guy that Sarah was with earlier. I narrowed my eyes, feeling like he had something up his sleeve.
I continued to follow him with my eyes for a few more minutes, watching as he hooked up with about ten other girls. I shivered as those memories came back to me.
I can't believe I slept around. What kind of idiot was I? I shook out of my thoughts when my phone started ringing. I dug into my pocket, pulling it out.
Why the hell is Sarah calling me? "Hello?" Sarah sniffled, her breath hitching in her throat. "B-Brendon, I-I need you."
Please, tell me this isn't about the murder. I would hate to have to lie straight through my teeth to her. "What's wrong, Sarah?"
She sniffled again, then went silent for a second. "M-My b-brother was m-murdered." My heart dropped and I could feel my phone starting to slip out of my hand.
"W-What?!" Some of the other people in the bar looked at me and I apologized under my breath. "H-His body w-was found on f-fifty-fourth street."
Oh, my god. I killed her brother. I bit my lip, trying to calm myself down as I was about to have a panic attack in front of all these people. "Where are you right now?"
Sarah took a deep breath, taking a moment to see where she was. "I-I'm in Johnsonville." I cleared my throat and stood up from my seat.
"I'll meet you at the park in about fifteen minutes. After that, we can go home and watch a movie or something."
Sarah giggled, causing my heart to break even more. "T-Thanks, Brendon." She hung up the phone, leaving me to think about what I had done.
The voices in my head were completely fine with it, telling me that it had to be done, but I was a wreck. I should've done more research. If anything, the guy she was with tonight was sketchy.
I'll have to keep an eye out for him too, but for now, I need to get to Sarah.
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Psycho Intentions
FanfictionPREQUEL TO DOLL MAKER! Have you ever wondered what it would be like to be infatuated with someone, but feel the urge to have power over them To control them? And if they didn't follow your orders, maybe they would pay a price. Find out why Brendon...