ROSES....

It's been three days since Godwin is reported missing. The officers are doing their work pretty fast this time. Just in a timeline of three days they interrogated all the students who came to the party, interrogated his parents, checked the security footages and who knows what else they did.

The next day I came to school as everything was normal. Of course there were people who kept on staring at me and watching me. As the word 'murder' is the spotlight of my past, I can't complain them for watching me. I was sincerely sad for him. Everything aside, Godwin used to be my buddy but somewhere in our path, he diverted away from me. I looked for Amanda in the canteen and there she is sitting on the chair at the corner. She looked extremely disturbed.

" Amanda, my love." I came sliding to her with my extremely slippery shoes with a delightful face to change her mood.

" My love? Ok." She rolled her eyes and laughed.

" What's wrong with that? You 'are' the love of my life." I continued to make the atmosphere from dark to romantic.

She giggled and spoke,

" Uhh, did the officers ask you anything strange?"

She's never going to let go off that topic at least for a minute.

" No, did you hurt your ankles jumping off the window?" I asked.

" Yeah I did, there was red patch for an hour."

"Oh, I thought you would stay in my room and the officers would come back and check my room but thank God you took the risk to jump out the window." I tried to give her a compliment.

" I acted like I really loved him and teared up." She spoke.

" Ya, I heard about it. Where did you get all the fake tears?" I asked with a smirk.

" I guess I am pretty good at crying and killing."

Why do I get a psychopath vibe from her? I laughed out the situation.

" You are not a killer, it was the situation that made you do it."

The bell rang and we both got in to our classes. I must say we are so mature for our age. Even though we make some mistakes and be childish around each other, we still got that matured character.

After the classes she told me that she'll get to his house today just to see the situation there.

( Amanda's POV)

I walked to his house after the classes. There were police cars in front of the house. I was really tensed to be there. As I entered the house area, an officer came running to me.

" Who are you?"

I introduced myself as Godwin's friend and his classmate.

He allowed me to get in the house. His parents were sitting on the couch and his grandmother was making tea in the kitchen.

" Hello, Mr and Mrs Williams."

Both of them sat up from the couch as they wiped the tears off their face.

" I am Amanda Willson. Godwin's friend." I introduced myself as a confusion was visible on their faces.

" He never told us that he had a girlfriend." His mother spoke.

I really want to correct them but I didn't, I think it's best to keep it that way to play safe

His mother came walking to me and hugged me as she cried.

" We all loved him, didn't we?" She poke as she kept on crying.

" Yes Mrs.William, we.."

" Ah, just call me Ami." She interrupted.

" Right, We all miss him Ami." I continued, being a part of their sorrow.

Anyways, that son of a bitch used me. How many girls must he have used and threw like this? I might be just one in many.

The situation was pretty much calm. There were some officers checking his room and others trying to find something from his phone.

An officer walked down the stairs and called for his parents. I took a small walk through the rooms and met with his grandmother.

" I heard you are his girlfriend." She said with a smile.

" Yes grandma. He must be just wandering and partying with all the money he got. We got nothing to be worrying about." I said to comfort her.

" No dear, not a single dollar is missing from his bank account. Something bad happened to my son." She continued by looking out through the window.

" You see that garden full of roses." She pointed her hands out the window.

My heart skipped a beat hearing that. Why is she mentioning the garden?

" Yes grandma." I replied by holding back all the tension.

" He hated it. I always loved roses and he hates that flower. Before he comes back home, I'll remove the garden and build him a wonderful place to hang out with the boys. He'll love it." She said while sobbing.