CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
THEME: Death of a good friend
(Avery’s Point Of View)
I believed the news that Freddie was indeed dead which caused me to cry out in agony.
“Freddie!” I recalled how he had tried to convince Kayden last night.
Guilt crept up in my heart, eating deep into my soul and all I could think of was blaming myself for his death.
I shouldn’t have agreed to let him meet Kayden. Maybe if I had let him leave early before Kayden came in then Freddie would still be very much alive. Maybe I should have forced him to leave before he tried to convince Kayden that I wasn’t cheating. Maybe I should have stopped Kayden and made him hit me more in place of beating up Freddie.
Too many maybes and ways to have prevented Freddie from dying crashed my mind as memories of the time spent with Freddie played in my mind.
“I killed..Freddie.” I walked to the dressing table.