Italics- Thoughts
Viviana's POV
What is my mom doing? She dragged me out of bed and into the kitchen. Today is my 18th birthday and the 2-year anniversary of the disappearance of my best friend, Ash. Her disappearance took a huge toll on our small town. Everyone knew Ash as if she was their daughter/sister. She's a kind, loving, caring, happy, enthusiastic, and all-round fun person. Yes, I say she is because I believe she is still alive. The police stopped looking after 6 months and her family stopped after a year. I want to go looking for her but my mom told me that she's probably not alive.
"Mom, why did you wake me up?" I was way too tired to deal with her shit.
"The police called. They saw Ashlynn in the city. They tried to talk to her but she ran. They called to see if you could talk to her seeing as you're her best friend." What Ash is alive? Where was she? Why did she run?
"Where did they spot her?"
"Outside the karaoke bar you guys would go to on the weekend. They said she looked ok, but I don't know. She's not the type to run away from the police." My mom was right, that wasn't like her. In her free time, she would go done to the station and hang out with the officers. "Now hurry up and go get dressed."
I ran upstairs and got dressed in record time. I grabbed my keys to my 2017 Chevy Silverado and ran out the door.
Published June 18, 2020
