When the tears had finally stopped flowing, Angelina slowly sat up and turned her head to look over at Alyssa, who had passed out from exhaustion. She looked at the clock; it now read 6:45pm, marking three hours since the incident had occurred. She sighed and then proceeded to get off her bed and move onto the floor, next to Alyssa. âLyssa, get up. We need to think of a plan.â she whispered to her friend, giving her a light shake.
âA plan for what?â Alyssa groggily responded as she regained consciousness.
âYou know, a plan for how weâre going to get out of this whole situation.â Angelina clarified.Â
âAre you seriously still trying to find a way out of things? I told you already, excuses wonât help us now.â Alyssa responded in disbelief.
âI can fix this, I just need a plan,â Angelina said as she stood up, beginning to pace. She paced back and forth, over and over again, desperately trying to think of a way out of things. But alas, no matter how hard she thought, no matter how many plans she tried to fabricate, she had nothing.
âAre you finished yet?â Alyssa asked some time later, tired of watching Angelina move across the room again and again. Angelina nodded and flopped back on her bed, letting out a loud sigh.Â
It was now Alyssaâs turn to stand. âYâknow, I might have an idea,â she said sheepishly. âBut you might not like it.â
âIâm desperate right now, spill it,â Angelina groaned.
âI think that you know what it is, Angie. Weâve gotta-â
âRun away and start a new life under a fake name? I love it!â Angelina interjected.
âWhat, no? We need to pray and ask God for forgiveness. After thatâŚ.I think we need to turn ourselves in.âÂ
âWhat, no! We canât do that, weâd go to jail!â Angelina exclaimed.
âTrue, but itâs the right thing to do.â
âB-but just think of how much trouble weâd be in!â
âAngelina, weâre in enough trouble already. Thereâs no other way out of this, just admit it,â Alyssa replied, unwilling to change her mind.
Angelina tried to protest once more, but she was suddenly interrupted by a noise. It was a long, steady, sound that pierced the air. It was getting closer and closer. Soon, the disturbance was followed by red and blue lights, able to be seen from inside Angelinaâs bedroom. The two girls walked over to her window and pulled the blinds back, just wide enough so that they could see what was going on. Upon looking outside, both girls froze in fear.Â
Police cars had surrounded the house, and a few officers were on their way to the front door. When they had reached it, one of the officers lifted up their fist and forcefully knocked. He then demanded in a booming voice, âAngelina Jones, open up! We have a few questions for you relating to the recent destruction of Elijah Sandersâ car!â Alyssa turned away from the window to look at Angelina, who was now hyperventilating, more scared than she had ever been in her entire life.Â
âHey, breathe!â she said, turning her terrified friend towards herself in an effort to calm her down. âEverything will be ok! Weâre going to get out of this! But first, we NEED to do the right thing.â
After hearing her words, Angelina looked up at Alyssa and took a deep breath. She then took a brief silence to think things through, and it was only then when she finally realized what they needed to do. Ready to speak again, Angelina asked her friend in a very sure voice, âWe need to do your plan, donât we?â
Looking out the window once more, Alyssa responded warily, âYeah, we do. Because honestly, I donât think we have a choice.â
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6 thoughts on “The Blame Game, Chapter 7”
I think Angelina will blame (once again) Alyssa for the broken car and stuff⌠đ¤ˇââď¸
I agreeâŚ
SUSPENSE :0
Awesome story! I think Angelina is faking agreeing with Alyssaâs plan and is going to blame the broken car on Alyssa. đ¤ˇđźââď¸ I think…
Let’s hope that it will all turn out well!
I think Angelina is faking it