Living a Fake Life

The Truth

Hi! My name is Elodie MacLaine . I am 20 years young and I have blonde hair and blue eyes. I live with my Mum - Amelia and my Dad - Daniel. I also have this amazing best friend Azalea Miller pronounced a-zar-lea who I have known since Pre-school (she is basically like a sister to me).  I live in Sans Souchi beach area 5 minutes away from Azalea. 

Azalea and I work at the same café ' café Mella Dee ' We were traveling back from work and we arrived at her apartment.

'did you get a message from her too" Azalea asked

"yeah I'm just going to ignore it" i sighed

"I gotta go home" I told her

"Byeeeee" I yelled 

"byeeee " she yelled back

I arrived at my house and chucked the keys of my car on the counter and started telling my parents about my day at work and then I told them about the voice message that I got from Jess.

"did you open it?" ask mum

"nah I couldn't be bothered, I'm not going to waste my time on her" I told mum. 

I went up to my room, layed on my bed and looked up at the ceiling. I accidentally fell asleep and woke up to the sound of mums gentle voice. 

" dinners ready" mum explained

" Be there in a minute"

*30 mins later*

I'm back in my room now and I hear my window open and Azalea climbs through and falls on the floor. She is wearing all black. She pulls her black hoodie off her head and black mascara is running down her face and it looks like she has been crying. She gets up off the floor and comes and sits on the edge of my bed. She looks at me and says:

"you need to look at the message that Jessica sent us"

I unlock my phone and go to voice message and start listening to the voice recording. The voice message was of Jessica talking to a man. I look over at Azalea and she is pacing back and forth from my bed to the window mumbling "what are we supposed to do now!" I tell her that we need to made an escape plan tonight, but then all of a sudden I hear the passing back and froth stop and I look over at Azalea and she is sitting on my desk chair with head in her hands. 

"I know what we need to do" says Azalea. 

Her body starts to wobble and then she's out like a light. Her body laying on the floor passed out. 

"Not again" I said.