"Abby! Abby! Come quick", my best friend Mike says, " I don't know what he's making all that noise for, maybe his hair gel is 'missing' again? Well whatever it is, I'd better find out. Taking a breath, I steel myself for the silly reason that could be making Mike scream at the top of his lungs.
I rush to make my way to the door but not before I take a quick look at myself in the mirror, my ocean blue eyes aren't as puffy as before but they're still a tad bloodshot, and my cheeks have dark tear stains from my meltdown last night, my whole look is messy, I barely recognize myself in the mirror. In case you were wondering, I'm fresh out of a breakup and I'm not liking it either.
Mike has been living with me for the past few days since it happened to cheer me up and keep me from becoming a trash monster on the couch but I want to be left alone.
I mean we broke up last week but I'm still not over it yet. I sigh again for what seems like the umpteenth time today and make my way outside.
I'm met by Mike, he stares at me, his brown eyes leaving my face and turning to stare at a guy lying sideways on my front lawn. "What's going on?"I ask, feeling a bit of dread rush through me, it looks like it's not about hair gel.
"Abby, it's Jace, he's.. gone", Mike says as he places his hands around me, his expression is panicked and his eyes roam my face in search of a reaction.
I scoff and laugh waiting for Mike to tell me it's a joke but I'm met with silence that makes my blood run cold. I shake myself out of his grip and walk towards where the body is, brushing my fingers on his pulse point at his neck area. I see he's cold but there's also something else I see. It is Jace, I guess he's not kidding but.. he's dead?
I run my hands over his body in an attempt to make sure it's real, to make sure I'm not dreaming. I love Jace and we only broke up to focus on our lives but what's this now? Is he gone?
I shake his lifeless body vigorously while tears run down my cheeks, meeting his cold face at every impact, "JACE, JACE", I scream at the top of my lungs, my chest stiffens and my breath slowly fades away.
I place my hands under him & try my best to pull his lifeless body to me, I hug him tightly after successfully getting him to me. My rationality and consciousness begin to fade away by the moment,
Why isn't his heartbeat resonating with mine?
I look at his face as though I am staring into blank space, time seems to slow down and stop altogether.
I feel pulled from behind & my hearing slowly begins to fade in, I try my best to make sense of the noise I hear and it's Mike calling out to me while pulling me away from Jace, "ABBY, ABBY, get a hold of yourself ", I look back at Mike with tears hindering my vision while holding Jace, "help him", I say out of breath. My heart feels like it's on fire.
I turn my attention back to Jace & see a hole, a small and almost unnoticeable one made on his wrist, one that could only be made by a small needle, like an injection.
Was Jace murdered and brought to my house?
He's gone, my Jace is gone...
"Step away from the body, Abigail Ryder. You are under arrest!" A male voice shouts, "Put your hands behind your back Miss", he adds cuffing me almost immediately.
My mind is broken and at the same time filled with questions, "police", I mutter.
Then it hits me...
I'm being framed