Shadowless by Kareca (the reading strategies book txt) 📕

in with. Unless he had a rope or something.

'You killed my best friend. So if you kill me I would not be surprised.'

'And?'

He asks that in the tone of not caring. What made him this way?

'You think I am going to be normal. I will not let myself be afraid of you, and I will not be near you. If you want to kill me get it over with already. If not then get your a** out of my house.'

I am not sure how these words come out of my mouth. It is true I am not going to let myself be afraid of him. I want to be strong so that I can catch him... Or at least try... he stands up and leans back laughing and kind of raising his eyebrows trying to figure out what to say. I guess you could call that me breaking up with him. He points his finger down at me as he says the next thing.

'You know I did you a favor. You should be glad I got rid of her.'

'Really? I have been sitting here thinking you were the bad guy... wow I guess I was wrong about my best friend all these years whom I have known since I was seven. I guess I should trust the guy who was my boyfriend for a few months and did not see me for three weeks.'

I am sitting up in my bed now. I stare at him fixatedly. I know that talking like this may get me killed I feel I have nothing more to lose. Somehow this feels as if it is going by to fast though. He shrugs his shoulders.

'I was busy.'

'Killing more people?'

'No, thinking actually.'

I can not tell if he is telling the truth or not.

'Thinking about killing more people?'

'Shut up you and get over it you overgrown fat...'

'Why should I?'

I cut him off before he could say anything else. I wonder what his answer will be. I bet some lame line.

'Because I mean more to you han she ever did.'

I shake my head and stand up. Why does he act so arrogant?

'You are wrong, you are the worst person I could ever imagine being with. She was my best friend and I knew her longer than you. You are a pig who needs to keep his pants buckled. You are a homcidal maniac who I would never be with. How could you think I woudl ever want to be with you seeing as you murdered my best friend in front of my own eyes... Not that it would be any better if it was behind my back.'

He walks over to the other side of my room. I see how that my window is broken, he must have gotten through there. He definitely does not care about hiding it. I wonder if he will kill me? I feel calm een thinking about it. Strange why do I feel as though I am fine with that?

'She asked me to do that to her. I told her if we were caught then I would have to kill her and she was fine with that. So don't blame me, blame your best friend who lied to you about it.'

'That makes it so much better. You lied to and how does that make you any better?'

'It doesn't...'

'Just go ahead and kill me if you want to, I am tired of standing around talking about crap.'

'If I kill you it will be unexpected... You should run though it makes it more exciting for me.'

We switch subjects a lot... At least now he knows that I am not afraid if he is going to kill me. That is one escape from this misery. He puts one leg out the window and looks back at me.

'I will tell you though, I have not decided if I want to kill you or not.'

'That is so nice, please make a decision so I can be warned.'

'How do you know I will warn you?'

He jumps out the window without saying anythign else. What is his problem? I want to know why he killed her in the first place. Why he targeted her? If she did ask him to do that to her. If so why in a closet, in the place where she knew I was bound to look. This makes no sense. I feel to confused to even think any further. I need to rest and maybe I will take this back up tomorrow. I know there is only one way to solve this, and that is for me to solve this. No one else can, since I am the only eyewitness surviving besides the killer. I can hear him snickering outside. I bet this is a game for him. Toying with his prey... you should not play with your food though.
If I encourage him to kill me maybe he will not. Then again he might, since it is encouraging. I feel the anger in me rising. I should be more sad... how long should I be sad for? Until I forget that my best friend is gone? I wonder how her brother is doing... he is a year older than me. I could talk to him he may help... he is a computer genius as well so that could come in handy.
You know the part of Alex that really makes me angry. I thought I had loved him and he had loved me. I believed for a while that things were good and happy. I should have known better.I hear the pattering of feet on the floor. Someone is coming down the hall towards my room. The creaks open and my mom's head pops in.

'Are you okay honey?'

'Yes mom. My window is just broken, I think one of the neigbor kids threw a rock in.'

'Oh, okay I'm going back to sleep then. Night.'

'Night.'

She should be freaking out. I guess she was still half asleep. The morning should be interesting. I need my sleep. I take my blinds and put down then tie the curtains together to block anyone or anything from coming in. I no longer hear my moms footsteps in the hall. I guess I should go to sleep. Tomorrow I am starting investigating this... I will not be afraid, I will not be afraid, I will not be afraid......

Chapter 3: An English Death

'Oh Night my Love, I shall say as the death comes in my heart.'

English class once my favorite class now well... let us leave it at that. Third period, not even half of the school day is over. I was tricked into coming today. I am glad that I made it through the first two classes safely. I am thankful I am sitting here alive. English well it is fun to read scripts. I hardly get up in front of the class. I am not to good at acting.

'Be still as I plunge thy knife in thee chest.'

'Why oh why my love do you say this in laughter? Shoudl I pray for thy sanity?'

Or sometimes they make up their own scripts and stories. I am watching Julia and Chad act out something right now. They are the more active people around here.

'Can I but kiss thyn face bfore I send you to your fiery depths?'

'I shall accept they fate with honour.'

I kind of understand what they are saying. Okay actually I do not. I know the basics, someone is dying by the hands of their lover. How weird that this goes along with the theme of my life.

I hear the clap of the teachers hands. This means she is intervening and adding something.

'Okay Julia that was great, how about we let another young lady try out acting. Cherel would you like to come up front since you have been absent. If you act just a little I will count this as all of your grades.'

A very tempting offer... this is embarrasing though. I nod my head as I give in. Her gaze can make you do that. I stand up and walk to the front of the class. Julia seems a little angry. I hope she does not take her anger out on me.

'Die in peace oh wonderful love of mine. See the stars and hold my heart.'

I look at him almost rolling my eyes. Then I see a shadow in the doorway. When I notice who it is I start panicking. Why is he here... he never comes here during school. I look at Chad he is waiting for me to say something. My knees start to shake and I collapse onto the floor. Is this part of acting? I guess as long as I am feeling it I might as well act. This may get all of my feelings off of my chest. Tears start going down my face. I hope I am not laying it on to much.

'Oh please spare me, for I have not known what my wrongness has been.'

I look up at Chad. He seems a little shocked that I actually decided to act. I am a little surprised as well.

'No I can not... because of that reason. If only you could know what you have done then may I spare your soul.'

I shake my head. Then when he plunges his fake sword into my heart I make sputtering noises and fall over. Everyone claps at the display. I stand up and wipe away the tears. That made me feel so much better. I bow as the teacher walks up front. She says that I did a wonderful job and that I may sit down. Chad congratulates me on finally opening up. Everyone else says that I should audition for a part in the play. I sit down and for once I do not think about everything else. Not even the person standing in the doorway. I look back down at my notes.

'Okay so who is next?'

'I think Autumn is next.'

I raise my head at the mention of the name. Then I remember Alex was in the doorway. The worst part he said my best friends name.

'Who are you young man?'

He does not answer he simply turns around and walks away. I hear murmurs as people lean over whispering to eachother. Is he stalking me now? I guess you never know a person until they do this. The teacher then asks if anyone will go see who he is. No one budges. I raise my hand, everyone stares at me.

'I will go.'

'Cherel are you sure?'

I nod my head. He can not kill me at school can he? I stand up and grab my purse. This is not very smart of me is it? I walk out the door into the hallway. The lights are out for some reason. He is trying to scare me. I start walking down the hallway towards the end of the hall. I can see some light ahead so maybe I can find my way out of here and find him. He is either in this hallway or ran away like usual. I do not see anyone... it is only cold and dark. Well it is early spring.
I can feel the danger around