Hazel awoke to her phone buzzing. Unsteadily picking it up from her bed, she read the screen.
Missed call from: Jackie
Call from: Sofia
“Hey, Sof,” Hazel answered the call from Sofia, deciding she could get back to Jackie’s call later.
“Hazel! Well jeez, I thought you died or something!” Sofia’s perky voice spoke from the other end. Memories flooded Hazel at the word died before she had time to stop them. She remember the knife stabbing into flesh, the feeling of ending someone’s life. Not only that, but someone that was completely innocent. Someone that didn’t deserve to die in the slightest bit.
“Hazel? Hello?” Sofia brought her back to the present.
“Yeah, yeah, I’m here. What’s up?”
“Man, you’re really out of it, aren’t you? What, did you stay up too late with Jake? Did he even come over?”
The mention of Jake made Hazel’s head spin with emotions. Being so overwhelmed, she spoke without knowing it. “I gotta go.” Hanging up the phone, Hazel clutched her ribs, her whole body aching. It was already past ten, and it being Saturday morning, Jackie and Sofia would probably want to hang out today. Maybe she could make up an excuse that she had to study for a test on Monday. But then again, Hazel never studied; she got decent grades without having to even crack a book. What kind of excuse could she make? Sorry, but I can’t hang out with you guys today because I murdered my own boyfriend last night. Hazel couldn’t imagine admitting to her friends that she stabbed Jake and ended his life. That would lead to the one question that she couldn’t answer without giving her secret away: Why?