Ever since her breakup a couple days ago, Erika has been acting weird. Whenever I mention Andrew, she would look at me and say, “Don’t mention that asshole to me,” then walk away. And before Erika hung up the phone, she told me that she was going down to our high school and not to follow her… but when someone says something like that, I can’t help but follow them. I saw Erika enter the school and slowly followed behind her, making sure she wouldn’t see or hear me. All the lights were off so it was kind of hard to see where Erika was, and that’s how I lost her. “Great…” I whispered. When I was about to head toward the direction of where the bathrooms were, I heard someone yelling. It was Andrews voice. “Erika! What’re you doing?! Put the knife down!” Then came Erika’s voice, “Why should I, Andrew? You never gave a damn about me. The only reason you dated me was not because I was the only girl who had free time after school… but because you date my friends behind my back!” I ran to where the voices were coming from and hid behind the wall. Andrew was standing with a shocked expression and Erika was in front of him, holding a knife in her hand. She started walking towards Andrew, and that’s when my body acted on its own, even when I didn’t want to move. I held my hand out, running towards Erika, “No, don’t! Erika, this wont solve any--” Before I could finish the sentence, Erika ran and cut Andrew across the chest. Lighting struck and Erika left. I felt a warm liquid on my hand, and lifted it up to see that it was blood. I looked at he direction from where the blood was coming from, and saw Andrew lying on the floor with his chest cut open and his heart dangling out. It made me want to throw up, but then I heard a psychotic scream coming from the rooftop and I ran up there. Erika was standing on the edge of the roof, and when I called out her name she looked at me with tear filled eyes. She said something, but I couldn’t hear her cause of the thunder. But I read her lips and the words she said were, “Goodbye, Victoria…” Then Erika lifted up the same knife and stabbed herself in the heart, and fell off the rooftop. I fell to the floor, nearly wanting to cry seeing how my own friend had killed herself, and right in front of me. And now… I wont be able to have my closest friend around anymore. What will Zander and the others think of this? I shouldn’t tell them… but then they’ll be wondering what happened to Erika. “Shit… Trouble comes every fucking day…” I said, as I got up and left the school to run back home.
