There was police, CSI and allot of people in my living room. I was overwhelmed by all the things that had happened. People with guns, scary people with black uniforms, Police lined up to stop the paparazzi to get into our property, Turning on the news on TV.
I was in the kitchen. I had enough of all the attention we got since what happened to- you know.
I sat in the storage room. You can only guess which shelf I sat next too. yup. chips and candy. I only tried to ignore the people who was currently all over my house. They were searching for evidence and anything that was connected with Flash.
you know who was? Connected with -him- .. Mike was. Mike told us about everything. We know everything. I have no idea what is going to happened to him. I am so worried that I have no clue on what to say, who to call, If I should even call anyone or even so who?
The thing that happened went really hard on me. No shock there. Witnessing what my brother went though in that room, just 8 hours ago .. and the fact he have been grilled by the cops because of the drugs that they found in his room. I don't really have anything to say. Im shocked. Im scared.
How was I supposed to react with this thing going on? My brother have secretly been dealing with depression, drugs and not even mention Flash and Grandma. I have no words to describe on how much I want to say anything or something to Mike. But what can I say after everything that happened? I'm speechless.
I'm just saying: when you witness suicide .. something changes in you.
Suddenly someone knocked hard three times. "It's the police" a male voice said. The guy walked in with a gun. I just sat there curled up. With my chocolate. wearing a black hoodie to hide myself away from the world. "hello?" someone called out. The man walked closer to me. "hello?" my shaky echoed in the room. The man walked closer and saw me, finally. "Who are you?" he said and held the gun pointing at me. "You are on a crime scene-" he began. "I know, I live here" I said and took down the hoodie. "I am Andrea Evans, I live here" I explained. "raise up, and drop everything you have" I raised up and raised my hands. "ok" he walked professionally around me and handcuffed me. "what is this for?" I shouted. "Please stay quiet until its been confirmed your true identity." he said and guided me out.
"I can't believe this." I heard someone say when I came out. There were people everywhere. Dad turned around and walked over to me. He looked at the cop and he apologized right away "I apologize, Sir" he said and walked off. I froze.
I looked up to Dad with big eyes. "sir?" I asked him. "Sorry Andrea," he began and looked around him. "But I can't explain, we have to talk later about this." I looked at him with the most guilty eyes I could. "Andrea, we will talk later." he finished. "Now go over to your mother, Your brother is in jail" he finished and walked off. I turned around and saw mum in a chair with a cup in her hands.
I couldn't breathe. I ran over to mom, and almost yelled "tell me what is going on!" her big eyes shot up on me. "where the hell have you been?" she shouted at me. "the kitchen, at the storage room!" I screamed. "where the fuck else?" I couldn't believe her. What are she talking about.. I looked at my phone. "Oh so you do own a cellphone!" she shouted. I held the button in. "I turned it off." I said coldy, "im sorry but I freaked out, So I have spent the last hours in the kitchen, trying to figure out what I'm going to say to Mike, Chloe and Fucking Liam!" I shouted loud and clear. "Shut Up, Mike is in jail!" She hushed me.
what happened, just now? :o