I took a nap after Orlando hung up. Katy cried while I drifted into sleep.
I woke up with a raging headache-and to see that Katy wasn't there.
"Katy?" I yelled, only to hear my voice echo through the house.
I shrugged it off and got up to find painkillers to soothe my headache, which seemed to be worsening by the second.
Once I got to the bathroom to grab the painkillers from the medicine cabinet, I realised I brought Katy's phone with me. I took it out to see endless social media notifications, and 11 missed calls from Orlando, and an iMessage from him.
O- Hi Tamra, sorry I called Katy's phone but I don't actually have your phone number so I can't really directly contact you? Anyway the FBI contacted me- they want us to go to the crime scene where Katy was killed tomorrow morning at 9am sharp. Please don't be late
I took the painkillers and deleted the message. Then I wandered back to Katy's room to take another nap, and I didn't think about Orlando's message again.
A/N
guys i'm losing inspiration h e l p