Part 4

Throwing down her coat on her bed, she reached for the phone. Her parents weren’t home; they were visiting a friend of theirs that had just recently had a baby boy. They wouldn’t be back until early tomorrow morning. Liz was glad they were gone, now she could really put her plan in action. By the time they return home, it would be too late.

Back at Michael’s Apartment…

RING RING

“Guys, turn it down!” Maria screamed more directly at Kyle since he was the one who turned the volume to maximum.

“Hello?”

“Maria? It’s Liz, I’m home.”

“Oh, hey babe. What you doing now?”

“Nothing, just watching some TV, eating some ice cream here and there.”

“Why couldn’t you stay with me? You just had to leave me alone with these… these doofus!”

“Maria!”

“What? It’s true. Can you guess what they’re trying to do right now? This instance?”

“No, I suck at guessing remember?”

“No you’re not. You always won, one way or another.”

“Fine. Um, let’s see. Isabel is looking through the current fashion magazine with Tess by her side. Max is probably laughing at Michael. Michael is scowling at Kyle or Alex. And Alex and Kyle are acting crazy and drunk. Am I correct?”

Maria laughs, “Almost babe. Everything except for Max.”

“Okay then, what, pray tell, is he doing?”

“He is begging me like a dog to hand the phone over to him.”

“I am not!” Liz could hear Max’s defensive voice from Maria’s end.

“Sure you’re not, dude. Then tell me why you were making puppy eyes at me?”

“I was just trying to test it out on you before I can use it on Isabel!”

Liz giggled. *I’ll miss that.*

“MARIA!” Liz yelled into the phone, trying to regain her best friend’s attention.

“What?”

“Put me on the speaker, I’ve got something to tell you guys, all of you.”

There was a click noise and then she could hear the whole pack of her friends buzzing around noisily, like a bunch of bees.

“SHUT UP! LIZ HAS SOMETHING TO TELL YOU!” Maria screamed.

Immediate silence fell. There was only Michael glaring at Maria and she returned it smirking.

“Okay, talk girl.”

Liz cleared her voice, hoping it won’t crack.

“Give me a minute here to prepare,” she told them, pressing the mute button of the cordless phone.

She placed her Dido CD into her portable mini-Stereo, pressing the play button.

She picked it up and headed to her bathroom. Inside the bathroom were many fresh flowers spread out on the sink and around the bathtub. The sweet aroma of flowers was refreshing. Scented candles were on placed on top of shelves and on the sink, near the flowers.

Putting down the Stereo somewhere safe and where it won’t fall over, she took out her journal, the knife and poem from the morning before. She grabbed some pillows off of her bed and made herself comfortable in the tub. The door was closed and locked, securing the thought of someone barging in.

Closing her eyes, she took a deep breath. To the outside world, it would seem to them that it was a girl, getting comfortable so she could talk to her pals. But, to herself, and herself alone, she knew better. It was her very own deathbed, something she created from a vision. Rest in peace was the theme, no alien interference, no rude interruption.

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