Part 2/3 : The Lost Girl
Chapter 11 - Old Friend.
After what just happened, I could not possibly bring myself to sleep.
It couldn't have been Evelyn. She was dead now. She committed suicide, everyone knows that. But then why did my heart continue to tell me it was Evelyn and no one else?
I haven't heard her talk much, except for in my dreams. And that was only my imagination. Yet, that voice felt exactly how it did in my dreams.
Maybe it was a dream and the call never came.
I thought about what her message of yesterday read, It is never too late for a day to change so be ready for every moment.
And my birthday changed at the very last moment.
I considered calling Harry at that very moment, he was probably dropping Marilyn off right now. After debating whether I should or not call him, I decided to do so.
He picked up on the third ring.
"Hello?" He said into the phone as soon as he picked up.
"Where are you?" I said without greetings.
"I just dropped Marilyn and now I am heading home, why?" He questioned.
"Can you like come over at this very moment?" I said.
He sighed "I will be there in ten"
"No way" Harry said when I told him what actually happened.
"It must be someone else Archer, maybe your heart wants it to be her and so it's making you think it was her" He told me.
I knew he was right. There was no way he could be her. But then why?
"But who would wish me at the very last moments of my birthday?" I replied.
"That is yet to be known" Harry said.
Harry slept over that night. We needed lots of sleep with everything that was happening, but sleep once again didn't come to me.
Walking into the school the next day, we could hear the murmurs and low voices talking about something that we couldn't quiet catch.
It turned out half of them were talking about the micky mouse bra of Kierra, and the video that went viral on the whole internet now. But the other half was discussing something actually serious. It was about some new guy in the college.
From what I heard, the guy was extremely good looking but at the same time kind. That was rare.
It was recess when a really weird thing happened. Ever since we did that prank on Kierra, we started sitting on the table with Marilyn. Just the three of us. However, that day we were joined by one new person that I had never seen before.
"Marilyn?" He said when he was standing right in front of the our table.
"No way" Marilyn's eyes went wide open with surprise as she saw the person who was standing in front of us now, as she stood up to hug him.
"I knew someone was joining us, I never knew it was you" She looked pretty surprised.
"Well, surprise?" He said once again hugging her.
"Mind if I join you guys?" He said as he took a seat without waiting for the answer.
"These are my friends" Marilyn introduced in a very poor way, however the guy bought his hand forward for us to shake it.
"Mario" He said as I shook his hand.
"Archer" I smiled politely at him, which he did too in return.
However Harry had different plans.
"Luigi" He said with a very serious expression on his face when he shook Mario's hand.
"Really?" Mario asked, with a smirk on his face.
Marilyn started laughing out loud which made it clear it was a joke, I smiled too.
"So what made you come back here, Mario?" Marilyn asked him.
Come back? Does that mean that he used to be here before?
"Well, I missed this place. And I missed my best friends" He said before naming them "You and Evelyn" He winked at Marilyn.
Just as he took Evelyn's name Marilyn's expression turned into a sad one, to which Mario was oblivious.
"Where is Evelyn? haven't heard much about her since I've been back?" He asked suddenly.
Well someone had to tell him, so I went ahead.
"She committed suicide" I told him in a monotone.
"What?" His eyes went wide, and then there was an awkward silence at the table.
Thankfully, the bell rang which signaled the end of recess and start of our next class.
"I am throwing a party on Friday night, since I am back now. You all are invited, hope to see you three there" He smiled at us before he left.
"He seemed like a fine guy" I complemented him once it was just me and Harry.
"Pfft, his name is Mario" Harry said and I grinned.
That night around eleven'o clock I received a call from an unknown number. I picked it up anyway.
"Hello" I said into the phone.
"Hey. I am sorry for calling like this but I just felt like talking to you" The other voice said and I recognized it as Mario's voice.
"Oh no, it's no big deal" I replied, in my sleepy voice.
"To make it a little less creepy, I will let you know that I took your number from Marilyn" He laughed and I smiled too. He seemed like a nice guy to me.
"So..." I said, not sure about to say.
"Sometimes" He started "I miss the old times. I miss when me, Marilyn and Evelyn would throw parties. Hang out and do all the stuff together. It's so hard to believe Evelyn is gone now" He said and he sounded more honest than Archer had heard anyone being before.
"What are your favorite memories of her?" I asked him, in attempt to get to know more about Evelyn.
"I remember when we used to prank our teacher" He chuckled, remembering the memory probably "And all the times we actually spent in Alabama"
This seemed to catch my attention and the word was out of my mouth before I could stop it.
"Alabama?" I asked.
"Yeah. We used to always go there to spend our vacations" He told me.
"Where in Alabama exactly?" I asked him. Could it possibly be that I was about to know where Evelyn wanted us to go?
"There was this small village type of place which only consisted of like two huts and one market. We always stayed there when we went" I could tell he was still smiling at the memory now.
I wish I could get more exact location of where in Alabama this place was.
"You're coming to the party on Friday right?" He asked me out of no where.
"I am" I told him.
Then there was a brief but comfortable pause of a few seconds. I've never talked to this guy before, yet it felt like I had known him forever.
"I miss her" He said suddenly, his voice low now.
I smiled sadly, and then replied.
"I do too"