Chapter 14

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I glance at Emery with a glare. 

“What do you mean you’re out of gas….” 

Emery gives me a cheeky smile. “We have to walk home?” I groan and throw my head back on the seat. 

“Do you know how bad this road is? Someone was murdered here last year,” I hiss. 

Emery looks at me with wide eyes. “How was I suppose to know this car was going to stop in a bad neighborhood!” 

“I don’t know? Maybe look to see if your gas is empty?!” I argue. 

Emery lifts an eyebrow. “We’re seriously going to yell now?” I nod. “then get out of the car and start walking!” Emery yells as he gets out of the car. I don’t move. I wasn’t going to move, if he seriously thinks I’m going to get out of this car and start walking down a neighborhood where someone was murdered then he must be crazy.

Emery asked me an hour ago if I wanted to get ice cream with him, I agreed, but he wanted to go to an ice cream shop, which was all the way across town. But we still went anyway and so that leads to why we are here. I may be murdered because Emery wanted to get ice cream a town over at 9 o’clock at night. Such a great way to die! 

I sigh when Emery starts walking down the sidewalk, he’s craz- 

“Ahh!” I scream when I hear noise across the street, then I’m flying out of the car and running towards Emery. Emery smirks when he seems me coming to his side. I roll my eyes at him and hug myself, then Emery locks the car with the keys and we’re walking down a creepy town. Great! “I always knew I was going to die young. You know maybe in an air plane or even get attacked by a dog but never did I think I was going to get murdered,” I hiss. Then, I jump closer to Emery when I hear weird rustling inside someone’s house. 

“Wanna walk in front of me?” he questions and I eagerly nod my head and step in front of him. Emery chuckles and I roll my eyes. 

Maybe I’ll survive when someone tries to kill us, I’ll be 85 and telling my grandchildren the moment I nearly died. Or, or! I will be 92 with scars all over my face and I could tell people I defended myself from a near death situation, you know of course I would have to spice up the story a little bit but sounds like a novel to me! I could be a millionaire! Even maybe a billionaire! I wonder if John Sparks is a billionaire from all his romance books- wait I think his name is John Sparks. Eh, John Sparks, Josh Sparks. Could be anything. 

But I would defiantly be a billionaire because I mean a one legged person escaping near death. What’s better than that? Oh wait… A lot of things. Ha I guess I’m better off being murdered then maybe someone can make a book about that. Sounds like a plan! It would have to be called something mysterious, something to catch a readers eye. Maybe like Unexpected or Lost Soul of the one legged teenage girl with ex cancer! Sounds terrific if you ask me, defiantly a winner there. I can already smell the money that book will make. Or of course the lucky author. 

I swear if I’m going down, Emery better go down with me. There is no way in Hell am I letting Emery survive this murder. He can be bait. If I’m going down, Emery’s going down with me. I mean it was his idea to get ice cream in the first place. 

Oh my god this is Emery’s fault why I’m going to get murdered! If only he checked the damn gas thing then he would know! Stupid Emery. Weeks After childhood friend, Emery, comes to live with the Elements the two are now found murdered! I can already see it on the news…. Great, Cedes, just flippin’ great! 

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