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Chapter 12
A guilty red head’s confession
“Look, I just wanted to thank you, for everything.” Cali said, not looking me in the eye. “I just… lost control, I guess.”
I nodded, hugging her. “It’ll be okay.”
She nodded and then headed off to the buses, I was about to follow until I heard a voice calling my name. I turned around, thinking it was Azerien but surprised to see America running towards me.
“Summer! There tu are, I’ve been looking everywhere for you! Where were you? tu weren’t at class.”
“I was just went to help Cali, who was on the biblioteca floor bawling her eyes out.” I gave her a pointed look.
America winced. “I didn’t mean to make her cry, I was just angry with the whole picture thing.”
“But didn’t she do the right thing? Wasn’t he the man who ran from that shed? Wasn’t that the noble thing to do?”
America groaned. “I just…okay, fine. That probably was the right thing to do. But, I just… kind of wanted to find the killer ourselves. The police absolutely suck at doing their work in this town. When we first saw him, I went back.”
“Did tu find anything?” I asked, making sure my eyes were wide and innocent.
“I found some shoes, a machete, and also this map, it’s at inicial though. I was thinking of deciphering it and catching him. But that’s not important, I just wanted to tell tu that I’m sorry, and can tu tell Cali I’m sorry too?”
“Why can’t tu tell her yourself?”
“Isn’t she angry at me for being such a vitch?”
I laughed at her substitute, “no, she’s just hurt. If tu tell her yourself she’ll be happy.”
“It’s just that, when Cali moved here, she was just so oblivious to how bad this town is. Things like this always happen, and when tu get proof of the legendary killer, well yeah, it’s important.”
“That important to treat her like that?” I ask giving her a skeptical look.
“No, not at all,” America shook her head miserably. “I just wanted to be the hero to catch him, and I overreact over everything! I really hate myself now.”
“You and Cali were always this close?”
“Were both names of places, yeah. Cali’s my besty, we clicked when we first met, I wouldn’t trade her for anything.”
“Then why don’t tu tell her that?”
“You know what?” America declared with a determined look in her eye. “I will.”
“So everything’s okay?”
“As long as tu two accept my apology, yeah!” America smiled brightly.
“I’m sure Cali would accept, and I forgive you.” I smiled back at her.
We stood like that for a few segundos before we división, split up going to our different buses. I saw America bound off to the bus where Cali went. I could just make out in the window of America grabbing the collar of some poor freshman, yanking them off the asiento and taking her rightful place siguiente to a stunned Cali, who America pulled into a warm hug.
Smiling, I finally got on my bus, where the bus driver was giving me a dirty look. Feeling dangerous, I gave him my infamous killer glare, and was pleased to see the driver shake as I took my seat. Azerien was nowhere to be found, so I didn’t have to endure an another awkward drive inicial with him.
It felt like forever when the bus reached home, it still felt so weird to call it that though, there’s just something so foreign about it.
Like it’ll never be home, just a place that I’m staying at, before tragedy strikes.
Chapter 12
A guilty red head’s confession
“Look, I just wanted to thank you, for everything.” Cali said, not looking me in the eye. “I just… lost control, I guess.”
I nodded, hugging her. “It’ll be okay.”
She nodded and then headed off to the buses, I was about to follow until I heard a voice calling my name. I turned around, thinking it was Azerien but surprised to see America running towards me.
“Summer! There tu are, I’ve been looking everywhere for you! Where were you? tu weren’t at class.”
“I was just went to help Cali, who was on the biblioteca floor bawling her eyes out.” I gave her a pointed look.
America winced. “I didn’t mean to make her cry, I was just angry with the whole picture thing.”
“But didn’t she do the right thing? Wasn’t he the man who ran from that shed? Wasn’t that the noble thing to do?”
America groaned. “I just…okay, fine. That probably was the right thing to do. But, I just… kind of wanted to find the killer ourselves. The police absolutely suck at doing their work in this town. When we first saw him, I went back.”
“Did tu find anything?” I asked, making sure my eyes were wide and innocent.
“I found some shoes, a machete, and also this map, it’s at inicial though. I was thinking of deciphering it and catching him. But that’s not important, I just wanted to tell tu that I’m sorry, and can tu tell Cali I’m sorry too?”
“Why can’t tu tell her yourself?”
“Isn’t she angry at me for being such a vitch?”
I laughed at her substitute, “no, she’s just hurt. If tu tell her yourself she’ll be happy.”
“It’s just that, when Cali moved here, she was just so oblivious to how bad this town is. Things like this always happen, and when tu get proof of the legendary killer, well yeah, it’s important.”
“That important to treat her like that?” I ask giving her a skeptical look.
“No, not at all,” America shook her head miserably. “I just wanted to be the hero to catch him, and I overreact over everything! I really hate myself now.”
“You and Cali were always this close?”
“Were both names of places, yeah. Cali’s my besty, we clicked when we first met, I wouldn’t trade her for anything.”
“Then why don’t tu tell her that?”
“You know what?” America declared with a determined look in her eye. “I will.”
“So everything’s okay?”
“As long as tu two accept my apology, yeah!” America smiled brightly.
“I’m sure Cali would accept, and I forgive you.” I smiled back at her.
We stood like that for a few segundos before we división, split up going to our different buses. I saw America bound off to the bus where Cali went. I could just make out in the window of America grabbing the collar of some poor freshman, yanking them off the asiento and taking her rightful place siguiente to a stunned Cali, who America pulled into a warm hug.
Smiling, I finally got on my bus, where the bus driver was giving me a dirty look. Feeling dangerous, I gave him my infamous killer glare, and was pleased to see the driver shake as I took my seat. Azerien was nowhere to be found, so I didn’t have to endure an another awkward drive inicial with him.
It felt like forever when the bus reached home, it still felt so weird to call it that though, there’s just something so foreign about it.
Like it’ll never be home, just a place that I’m staying at, before tragedy strikes.
Anger
Nothing but anger
I should have listened to Mama
She knew best
I didn't listen to her
Yes Mama, they all laughed at me.
The blood.
Everyone jeering and cheering
Just like in the locker room
The pig's blood on the dress I made.
The laughter.
Their ear splitting and cruel laughter.
I start to cry
Tommy yells at them, telling them to stop.
The bucket falls down and he lays there unconscious.
The lights turn red.
Still laughter.
They tried going out the door
I trapped them all inside with only my mind.
The hose unwrapped from the emergency glass.
I turn up the water pressure.
They all scream.
Electrical wiring
The fires
I did it
The town I grew up in
Damaged and destroyed.
All from my mind.
I go home
I go inside.
And I wake up
In a pile of stones from the sky.
All from my mind.
This destruction I caused.
They laugh at me no more.
Nothing but anger
I should have listened to Mama
She knew best
I didn't listen to her
Yes Mama, they all laughed at me.
The blood.
Everyone jeering and cheering
Just like in the locker room
The pig's blood on the dress I made.
The laughter.
Their ear splitting and cruel laughter.
I start to cry
Tommy yells at them, telling them to stop.
The bucket falls down and he lays there unconscious.
The lights turn red.
Still laughter.
They tried going out the door
I trapped them all inside with only my mind.
The hose unwrapped from the emergency glass.
I turn up the water pressure.
They all scream.
Electrical wiring
The fires
I did it
The town I grew up in
Damaged and destroyed.
All from my mind.
I go home
I go inside.
And I wake up
In a pile of stones from the sky.
All from my mind.
This destruction I caused.
They laugh at me no more.
Hope still blazes
Inside me.
I know I can do this.
It's possible,
And hope is entirely on
My side.
I believe I can do this.
I shall soar like an eagle
And touch the sky.
Reaching my dreams,
Achieving my goals.
While the war still blazes away
Outside,
I have a dream
That one day,
Somewhere,
There will be peace.
Everyone will live in harmony
That day,
Peacefully,
Never before to be engaged
In the horrible shackles of war.
Though difficult,
I believe in myself.
I believe in my country.
I believe in the world.
I believe that we can do this.
Hope still blazes.
Inside me.
I know I can do this.
It's possible,
And hope is entirely on
My side.
I believe I can do this.
I shall soar like an eagle
And touch the sky.
Reaching my dreams,
Achieving my goals.
While the war still blazes away
Outside,
I have a dream
That one day,
Somewhere,
There will be peace.
Everyone will live in harmony
That day,
Peacefully,
Never before to be engaged
In the horrible shackles of war.
Though difficult,
I believe in myself.
I believe in my country.
I believe in the world.
I believe that we can do this.
Hope still blazes.