Haunted||5sos

.02

{Savannah's POV}

I still couldn't believe she was gone. It just didn't make any sense. It was one stupid party. I told her not to go, we all did, even if it was no point. Violet always found a way to sneak out and get back in before her parents found out.

The only people who went with her were Michael and Grace. They would have to know at least something.

Class seemed to take years until it finally ended. I wanted to run to Michael's locker, but decided against it afraid that I'd trip and cause attention towards me. He was there with his shoulders slumped as he put something out of his locker.

"Hey," I said once I made it to him.

"Oh, hi," he said weakly smiling at me.

"You on your way to lunch?" I asked, even though I knew that him and I were the only ones who had lunch out of our group of friends that day.

"Yeah, wanna come?" He asked me as he closed his locker. I nodded my head as I followed him to his car.

Once we got in the car I decided to ask him about the party.

"Um, Michael what happened at the party?"

"Nothing," he answered quickly.

"I mean, with Violet. Like what'd she do?"

"Look, I don't know, okay? I didn't pay attention to her."

"But I thought you guys left out together because-"

"Savannah, I don't know," he said gripping the steering wheel.

I decided against asking any other questions. I really didn't like making him upset. I didn't like making anyone upset, really.

We arrived at McDonald's ten minutes later. He didn't say anything to me when we got out of the car. After we were siting at a booth for two minutes I decided to speak up.

"I'm sorry for making you upset," I sighed.

He shrugged his shoulders.

"I was just wondering if you knew anything about what happened."

"Savannah I don't want to talk about it, okay?"

"Michael, you're going to have to talk about it sooner or later you know. I'm pretty sure cops will need witnesses. It'll be all over the news today, tomorrow, and for a while," I said as I watched him put his head in his hands.

"I know that," he mumbled.

"Well, if you know that, why can't you just tell me what you remember, Michael?"

"Because I don't want to," he said finally looking at me. "And I don't have to."

He stood up and walked out the back door. I sighed and slumped in my chair. Before I could even finish throwing out the trash I heard a car door slam. I quickly threw everything out and ran outside. He was already pulling out.

"Michael!" I yelled. "What're you doing?"

He didn't even look my direction before pulling out fully and driving off.

"Are you kidding me?" I muttered to myself.

It was a ten minute drive, but it would be a twenty minute walk, and our lunch period ended in almost five minutes. We had lost track of time, ugh.

I began the walk back to the school. I was trying my best not to be anymore late than I already was. Just as I was about to cross the street I heard my name being called.