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Chapter 7

After some time, I manage to calm myself down. This was a bad panic attack. It's the first time I have ever felt like that in many years now.

As I start to get off the floor I find that Jenny and an old lady that I don't know are helping me to my feet. The old lady says " come inside darlings, I am sure that you need to rest for some time. The street is not the place to calm down after a panic attack."

I look at Jenny as she reassures me that it will be fine and we follow the woman towards her house which is, to my surprise, Mia's old house.

When we go inside, the lady gets me some water and says "I am Samantha Thompson"

we both introduce ourselves. Then, we all talk for a while before Mr. Thompson returns, who is a very nice man.

'Finally, for once, my good luck serves me right.' i think to myself and I am so happy that they are nice people who I seem to get along with fine.

Mr. And Mrs. Thompson insist that we have lunch with them and they tell us that they have no children and it would be nice if they have some company for a while. So we of course oblige and stay with them for some time. At some point during the day, I ask Mrs. Thompson where the bathroom is, which I already know that it is beside Mia's room. She tells me where it is and I go to check out Mia's room. As soon as I open the door, I feel all the memories of that day flooding my mind again.


"Oh my God, I am so late. Mia is going to kill me. She said that she wanted to tell me something important, and I told her that I will come right away, but I am three hours late. I don't even know why she is still my friend till now." I think to myself as my feet pound against the pavement.

"Hey, why are you late? I told you I wanted to tell you something important." She said

"yeah yeah, important of course!" I laughed and she just looked at me while putting her hand mockingly on her heart as if I hurt her.

"So what is the very important thing that you wanted to tell me?"

"We'll get to that later, come with me I want to show you something." She grabbed my hand and dragged me after her to her bedroom.

"Is that a ring?"

"Yes, dumbass what else could it be?"

"When... What... Who... Oh my God... Wow, Mia, I am so happy for you. When did he propose and why didn't you tell me sooner?!!"

"He just proposed yesterday and no one else knows. You are the first person to know."

I hug her and we spend some time talking about when and where will the marriage be and all these things and forget all about the important thing that she wanted to tell me. But after about three hours maybe she remembers.

"Hey Mia, I'm going to get myself some cookies, do you want some?"

"Yes, of course, I want some! Duh! But come quickly I want to tell you something."

Why does she look this nervous? That's so weird…

I go to the kitchen and get some cookies and when I head back to the room I hear the sound of bullets. I drop the plate and run to the room to find Mia on the bed and her blood is everywhere.

I scream and scream and scream and nothing changes...

I call 911 and wait...

They are here now and they are asking me a lot of questions that I have no answer to.

"Did you see who shot her?"


"Was anyone else here in the house with you?"


"Do you know if someone wanted to hurt her?"


And they go on and on with the questions and I don't have anything to say other than no

They leave...

She is not here anymore...

I am all alone... In her house...

I'm crying so hard that I can't see anything...

I feel arms wrapped around me and I relax

I don't know who is holding me, but I fall asleep anyway.

I wake up and she is still not here, so I cry again...

Edward holds me, and I'm relieved that is here...

I try to get up, but I fall to my knees.

"It is gonna be okay." He reassures me, but I don't believe him. My childhood best friend is dead now. How is it gonna be okay?

I have lost the last person that resembled family to me. I have no one now.

" Calm down, sky. You still have me, and I am not going anywhere. I'm here with you."

Yes, you are here but you are not Mia. She was not only my childhood best friend. She was a sister to me. She was the only family I had left and now she is dead and I am here all by myself.

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