Chapter 18

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I try everything to stay calm and help my girlfriend with this...problem.... that she has, killing her own mother, well, not her actual mother but it still counts. Also, she....she is not herself. I don't know what could be happening to her.

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A couple days after the murder or Izzy's adoptive mom has passed. Me and Izzy haven't talked much since that day but I want to talk to her, to know what is going on. I finally texted Izzy.

'Hey, Izz, can we talk?'

I texted her at 7:46 a.m. so I wasn't surprised when she didn't reply for an hour or two'

'Um...yeah.'

'I am guessing you just woke up ?'

'No...I have been staring at your text for hours not knowing what to say.'

'Oh, I understand, I am sorry I haven't been texting you or talking to you the past few days...I have been...busy'

'You don't have to lie to me. I know you are scared of me.....tbh I am scared of me too.'

'I-I'm sorry...'

'Don't be sorry. I am confused, I am glad we haven't talked much, I don't want you getting hurt in any kind of way.'

'You would never hurt me, Izz, right?'

'... I don't know...'

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