"He is bad news..."
You’ve got to be kidding me.
My jaw dropped as the truth sank in. Zach and Vince had killed Everett’s mother. Zach and Vince… That’s why he held this anger towards them. It wasn’t pointless after all. He had every right to steal Zach’s girlfriends. They took his mother away when they didn’t even knew him. How could they? How could they do something so horrible? I knew his mother; she was a brilliant person. One day, I heard from some girls’ whispers that she died. I couldn’t believe it, but it was true. It was f*cking true.
Everett hadn’t showed up for almost two weeks. I knew something was going on. He never skips school for more than a period, unless it’s something of primary importance. This time, I bet it was really serious. What could it be? I really have no idea. I guess I should go investigate myself.
Our English teacher, Mrs. Gerald was absent due to some illness. That meant we wouldn’t have lesson for approximately a week. Great.
I seized the chance to go visit Everett. I wanted to check if he was okay. I’ve heard from some girls that his mother died but I don’t believe in rumors; 99% of the time they’re wrong. People say things just to gain attention; someone may say that Everett’s mother is dead just to attract all the attention.
On the other hand, this is a little bit too excessive. I mean, people usually don’t go that far to be popular. They can push people down so they can be up but still; say that someone else’s mother is dead? That’s really childish and stu.pid.
I walked out of the school slowly, so I won’t be seen by anyone. I only had my handbag with me, in which I had put my cell phone, some cosmetics and a headband. Today, I was wearing a pair of red jeans, white shirt with blue stripes and black Toms. My hair was tossed on a messy bun I made a few minutes ago.
I walked across the pavement, my eyes glued on the ground. I knew exactly how to go to Everett’s house. I know I haven’t been in there, but who talked about the outside? I had come a few times but just stood outside because I was too much of a coward to actually knock. So I stayed outside, watching the house till I got sleepy or bored and left.
After ten minutes of endless walking, I found his house. I looked around. The street was completely dead; of course. It’s 11 am, everybody’s working. I must be the only one who’s out here, except for Everett as well.
I found my way to his garden. I walked across the small path and went to his porch. I stood beside the door, scared as f*ck. My hands were shaking as I pressed the doorbell. The door opened and I saw his father, Mrs. Randers, dressed up in black. My eyes widened. No, it can’t be.
“Hello, Miss Jensen” his father greeted me. I noticed a weird tone in his voice. Now I’m really sure something’s going on.
“Good day Mr. Randers. I came here to ask for Everett. He hasn’t showed up at school for weeks now and…”
“Who the f*ck is it now, huh?” I heard a voice shouting from the inside of the house. My spine trembled as I recognized Everett’s voice. I haven’t heard his voice so angry before. Is it so wrong I came by to see him?
“What the f*ck do you want?” he hissed dangerously the moment he arrived at the porch.
“Uhh.. I–I came to s–see you…” I stuttered, feeling my knees weak.
“What? Are you curious? Well, yes! My mother is dead! Are you happy now? GO TELL EVERYONE YOU WHO.RE” he shouted on my face, throwing his arms to the sky.
I felt my eyes filling with tears. “I was just worried about you” I whispered. My breath hitched and a small tear rolled down my cheek. I wiped it off quickly and ran away, wind in my hair. I looked back and saw him being completely off–guard and surprised. I guess you didn’t expect that. Right, Everett? Surprise.
I shook my head, bringing up this memory. I have been trying to forget about that day for years but I don’t succeed. I guess it meant a lot to me.
Everett caught my attention by snapping two fingers in front of my eyes. “You drifted off again” he said, smiling at me.
“Sorry” I murmured.
“So…” he trailed off, looking at me.
“How?” I just asked.
“How?” he repeated, confused.
“How did it happen, Everett? I’m sure you know” I said, sitting on the empty bleachers.
He took his seat next to me. He let out a deep breath before beginning his story.
“Zach and Vince used to be invisible to me. We were together on the team, yeah, but we hardly ever spoke. I had Bryan and Jake instead. Anyway, we had this party one Saturday. I didn’t go because I had just broken up with Teddy –you know Teddy Anderson– and I wasn’t in the mood for parties, so I stayed home. My dad was out of town working so I was all alone. It was almost 1 am when the police officers called and…told me my mother had had an accident and was killed” he murmured.
I blinked. Then, without second thought, I pulled him in for a hug. I felt his arms wrapping around me so tight, my breath caught up on my throat. I didn’t do anything about it. I didn’t mind at all. Instead, I ran my hands though his hair, trying to comfort him.
“There’s more” he said, pulling away and looking at me.
“You don’t have to tell me if you’re not ready” I whispered, giving him a gentle smile.
“I want you to know” he insisted.
“Okay then” I nodded. “I’m ready to listen”.
Sorry to end it like this but this chapter is big enough, I couldn't afford more mystery! :P I hope you liked it! If you wanna be notified, comment below :) Xoxo, Fay (: