JANNA'S POV
I walked through the road for some air, thinking it might cleared my mind. Yet a familiarly voice coming from my behind surprised me.
"Oh its just Cry."
"ITS CYRIS YOU DUMB WIT!?!"
"ok." she replied.
"so were both in for something to refresh your mind huh?" "hows your arm going?" she asked while waiting for him to answer, she notice a unusual object that she think she recognize it before...
"why are you starring at the knife?" He said, while ignoring the answer Janna asked to him earlier.
"Why do you have the knife?" Janna said.
"I guess you don't know huh..."
"I knew that girl would kill, its basically normal especially in our household. Everyone Understands that she had that condition, and she took it to her advantage." He explains, as he continues. "I shucked the knife into her locker as she was not there, so its my fault that i got this flaw from my careless mistake."
"Wow...Cry, your actually being nice to me" Janna replied.
"I WAS JUST EXPLAINING YOU DIRTY RAT!!" He replied.
"Well I'm friends with her for years straight now, and I haven't been informed by any of these. I felt kinda guilty, I mean she's my best frie-"
"You referred her as your best friend, what if i told you she's actually admiring you for a very long time..." He cut through Janna's words as he say.
"I know but...I'm scared I don't feel the same"