Mission impossible

Today was Saturday so I didn't really have to worry about Hannya, not that I wouldn't be on the lookout just in case. With winter break coming up soon I would have the house to myself. My parents would be off for vacation and Jonah would probably stay with his whore of a girlfriend. They would probably be safer that way. One week till then.

I was practicing my lock picking skills with the kit Noah let me barrow, just like the previous day. It was much easier than I had expected and I learned to pick multiple types of locks. I could get in serious trouble for breaking into someone's locker and trespassing onto school during the weekend. It was necessary though. Even if I had a just a small chance to find some evidence on Hannya I had to take it.

Besides if I got in trouble maybe I could get expelled and have to enroll into another school. It's not something I wanted to do but the prospect seems better and better than very time I was tormented by that psycho. Though I don't know if it would work. She could probably still find me.

I placed on a black hoodie, jeans, gloves, and sunglasses to fully mask myself in case of cameras.

I walked to school just the way I would every school day. Using the back door, it took me a few tries to unlock but it was much easier than I had thought. I snuck into the empty airy halls and started trailing the lockers. "Which was it which was it... Right, 267,267." I repeated to myself.

"Aha." The locker looked like any other one. No difference that foretold what would be inside. I started to get to work, it was pretty easy combination lock you could get at Home Depot. I creaked it open slowly to find... books, binders, school papers, supplies, a spare water bottle. That was it. As I had feared, she probably kept evidence-if she had any- at her home. Great. I still didn't give up; I opened each notebook and binder to see if she left anything, even a peace of a wire from a car.

Finally I had found something- a knife. I shuddered as I picked it up, who knows how she would use it. It was a stainless steal carving knife. I could report this to the school and get her expelled? No, she would still find a way to be close to me. The only way to get her away from me would be to get police involved. For some odd reason, I felt a bit reluctant. She was a pretty girl who took out an annoying teacher and actually liked me. The only person who seemed to really care in her horrible crazy way.

No matter how I'd like to ignore it, Noah didn't really think to highly of me. Sure he talked to me and gave me company but he really didn't see me as anything more than someone to laugh at. I already knew he talked behind my back and tell his friends about the depressing and annoying things I would say. He only chose to help me a bit because I made a bet with him.

"Ugh what am I thinking, am I so starved of attention to believe her crazy obsession to be a positive trait?"

Not much was left except to check her mathematics journal. Hm it just had some algebra, imaginary numbers and what else. Until I started flipping through the back. The algebra journal became a real journal.

"My first day of school will be tomorrow. Dad always has to change where he works. Mother wants me to act my best and put on a nice face. I'll try..."

"In my first period I found a really cute boy sitting a few seats away from me. The teacher called him Caleb. Later that day he bumped into me. He was really cute with his awkward apology I just couldn't answer him. It took me a lot not to blush. I'll follow him a bit on his way to his home." I had blushed a bit from how she described me. In my defence any other boy would react the same way even if she was a psycho. It's not like she was making an impression on me.

"While I was following him home i got kinda lost and some idiot tried touching me in an alley. I really wanted to kill him but I just wasn't strong enough. I want to save myself for someone who really matters to me. So I screamed really loud and started crying and Caleb saved me. I'm in love. I don't think he did it to reciprocate my love, he's just naturally nice and sweet like that."

"While I was passing through the hallway I heard some girl talking about how Mr. Pike embarrassed Caleb. I got really mad and I immediately approached her to learn more. I hated how she laughed about it. Hated it hated it. Later that day I made sure to steal Mr. Pike's glasses so he wouldn't see too well when driving home. I found out where his car was from the reserved spot sign and cut his breaks. The moron didn't even notice the fluid leaking out when he drove! I made sure everything was in place! It's a shame the bastard didn't die though... if only he needed to get on the highway. Hm I'm sure I could do something with his schedule if the need arises. I know Caleb will be really proud of me after I tell him. I've been really good!"

I started breathing heavier as I flipped through the entries, a lot of them talked about stalking me, taking picture, and collecting things like strands of my hair and plastic forks I had eaten with. "What the hell is wrong with-" I started feeling nauseous and sat down by the locker as I continued flipping through.

At the very end there was some writing in a red pen, instead of the blue one she had been using for the other entries.

"Hi Caleb! I know you're reading this." Holy shit. "I heard you talking to that idiot Noah I always see you around with. I'm really saddened that you want to get me locked up. I do all these things for you and give you all my love, only for you to do this. It's fine though I still love you, you just don't know what you're doing. That degenerate bonehead is just manipulating you. He only sees you as a depressing joke to laugh at your problems. I'm the only one that really cares about you. You only need me, Hannya. See, I admitted everything. You can go with that evidence and get me turned in. Something tells me you won't though. Love you."

My face felt cold as I realised what Hannya meant to do. I shoved the things back into her locker and ran to Noah's house. I didn't stop once and my legs felt like they were on fire. "Just a few more minutes. Noah wait for me."

I gasped and huffed for air, the black hoodie wasn't making this easy. Halfway through my run I dropped my sunglasses as my head shook. I finally got to his block. my lungs were on fire and my heart was beating so hard that my chest hurt. Rushing to his house I could already tell something was wrong. An ambulance was there and it was getting ready to leave. I tried catching a peak but the doors began to shut. All I saw was his sneakers at the end.

I did this. I got Noah hurt or even worse. He could die in the hospital for all I know but it was my fault. His mom and dad were entering their minivan to follow the ambulance to the hospital. I would have asked what had happened but I felt too ashamed. I started walking back home, my hands still shaking from my run here.

At home I sat on the large luggage bag in my room that I had previously packed when I got really anxious from the note under my pillow. My parents were out somewhere and who knows where Jonah was. I ripped off my hoodie and started to cry.

I didn't realise it at first until tears covered the backside of my palm. It was the first time I had in a while. Every other problem or bore I had to deal with at school felt so minuscule compared to this. It felt good. I was confused, angry, and afraid.

"I'll go visit Noah in the hospital tomorrow if he's still alive. I need to know what happened. Maybe I can find some proof at his house."

Little did I know, Hannya was still very close to me, in my closet to be exact.