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September 1, 2016

Fiction

September 1, 2016

September 1, 2016 - Thursday

Dear Diary,

Zach won’t stop talking about last weekend. Today at school he told everyone in his gym class that he touched my boob and now I can’t walk down the hallway without hearing about it. I like Zach, but I’m so mad at him right now I could kill him! He promised me that he would take me to the dance tomorrow night but he hasn’t said anything about it yet. He makes me so mad! I wish I had never started high school!

 

September 2, 2016 - Friday

Dear Diary,

I am going to KILL Zach. Guess who has two thumbs and didn’t go to the dance tonight? Yep, this girl. Jennie texted and sent a photo of Zach dancing with Liz. LIZ! That jerk went to the dance with that stuck-up bitch! Oh, Zachary Lewis is going to PAY for this!

 

September 3, 2016 - Saturday

Dear Diary,

I called Zach today, twice. He didn’t answer. Imagine that. He better not show his face at the soccer field tomorrow or he’s gonna get a cleat in his face.

Amber stopped by to swim a bit. She heard about Zach touching my boob and asked where we did it. I’m so tired of this already. He touched my boob, people! HE DIDN’T DO ANYTHING MORE! I didn’t even take off my top. He probably went home and beat off. Anyway, I showed her the little clear place behind the pool shed. She giggled, and I started to laugh too. At least nobody on FB has bugged me about it for a couple of days.

Okay, I need to get some sleep. Early game against Central High. At least I’ll be home by noon.

 

September 4, 2016 - Sunday

Dear Diary,

Zach didn’t show for his game today. I asked where he was, and nobody had heard from him all weekend. Like Dad says, revenge is best when it’s cold. Or something like that. We won, I blocked four goals and Amber scored three. Liz didn’t talk to me all day, and that’s okay with me. She acted mad, though. If anyone should be mad, it’s me. She stole my boyfriend! She’s acting like I stole hers!

 

September 6, 2016 – Mon Tuesday

Dear Diary,

I’m scared. Zach didn’t come to school Monday morning. Nobody heard from him all weekend. So I went by his house on my way home. His dad answered the door and he was really mad. He kept saying it was my fault and I knew what happened to Zach. Then, a guy in a suit pulled the door wider. He showed me his badge and asked me to come in. Z’s dad actually started crying. The cop told me that Zach is gone. Then he starts asking me where I was all weekend. I guess Zach told his folks that we broke up because he was asking what happened and did I see Zach at all. I told him no, but they took my phone. I said I called a couple of times Saturday. He kept my phone, like maybe they can find him using my phone. I don’t know, but I’m scared. Where are you, babe?

 

September 7, 2016 Wednesday

Dear Diary,

Everyone at school keeps asking me where’s Zach. Like I have him tied up in my basement or something. I’m tired of answering the same question over and over again. I’m also scared. I’m scared something happened to him. I keep thinking about Thursday after school. We kissed a little bit before I left his house. Did he say anything weird? I don’t think so. I’m crying a lot. I’ve known Zach for years, he wouldn’t go off like this. No way.

Amber told me Liz thinks I did something to him. Whatever. She probably crushed him after the dance and hid him behind the gym and now she’s telling everyone I did it.

Zach, I know you can’t hear me, but I hope you know that I want you back home. Nothing else matters.

 

September 8, 2016 Thursday AM

Dear Diary,

I got my phone back today. Dad came by this morning and took me to the police station so I could get my phone back. As soon as we got there, he started talking about suing the police, search and seizure law, how I’m a minor, and all that. He watches a lot of cop and court shows, I guess. He’s no lawyer. Anyway, the cop who took my phone said they made a copy of it so if Zach calls they will know. That got dad freaking out about them listening in on my calls and stuff. The cop kept saying how Zach would probably call me first because I’m his girlfriend. I said I’m not, but the cop just ignored me.

Thursday night

Zach didn’t call me. I tried calling him again but it went straight to voice mail. I guess he turned it off, or maybe his battery died. He never did keep it charged up. Kept asking to borrow my power stick. Heh, funny how I remember the stuff he did to annoy me. Right now, all I want is for him to ask for my power stick so he could charge his phone and call me.

 

September 10, 2016 Saturday

The police took my laptop! They showed up at 8, banging on the door. They told mom they had a warrant. Three of them started tearing my room apart, taking my computer and all the cords. Then they flipped my bed, dumped my drawers, even went through my backpack. They found my diary, but another guy said it’s not on the warrant so the first guy had to put it back. How the hell am I supposed to do my homework? Mom said I can use hers, but all my class stuff is on mine. I’m so screwed, and all because nobody can find Zach. I mean, I want him home, but right now I’m pissed. This is all his fault. He took off, and now everyone thinks I did something?

I think I better start hiding my diary.

 

September 11, 2016 Sunday

I didn’t go to soccer today. I spent all day looking for a place to hide my diary. Other than keeping it in my pants, I can’t think of a place to put it. I even thought about my locker at school, but that wouldn’t do me any good because I write at night. I’ll thin of something.

September 12, 2016 Monday

Dear Diary.

Liz is such a BITCH! Today at practice she ran into me and knocked me into the goal post. Big cut on my head, I got really dizzy, and the doctor at the ER said I probably have a concussion. She totally did it on purpose, but Amber told me that Coach Sarah didn’t kick her off the team. Seriously? That BITCH is dangerous and she has it out for me. I even had to have stitches! Mom said she was going to sue her parents for my cut but that doesn’t do anything to her. Just her parents. I mean, I know her asshole dad will punish her, but I want that BITCH to pay.

 

September 13, 2016 Tuesday

Amber said she thinks something’s up with Liz. At the game on Sunday, she kept giggling whenever someone said my name or asked about me. Mom said the police called and I can have my computer back this week. I guess they’re copying it, like they did my phone, but WTF? I mean, I can do that in an hour! Why is it taking them days? They better not be reading my emails!

 

September 14, 2016 Wednesday

Dear Notebook,

They got it. The police showed up again today while I was at school and took my diary. What if they read all the stuff about me saying I wanted to kill Z. It’s not like I meant “KILL” when I said I wanted to kill him. I was just mad.

I’m so screwed.

September 15, 2016 Thursday

Dear Diary,

I’m really scared. The cop that was at Zach’s house last week came by this afternoon. He was asking all kinds of questions about my diary, the part about revenge, killing Zach, stuff like that. I told him I was just mad. I think he bought it. I mean, I wasn’t lying, but he probably thinks I was, and I did something to Zach. Shit. I am SOOOOOOOOO dead.

 

September 18, 2016 Sunday

Guess who has two middle fingers and spent the last two days in jail? They kept telling me that it’s a plan to “smoke out” whoever has Zach. I don’t get it, because they still spent all day questioning me. My mom and dad were there, along with a lawyer. He kept telling me to cooperate and answer the questions, so I’m not really sure why he was there. Then they put me in a cell with some high school hooker who was probably high as a kite and had aids or something. She kept moaning when she wasn’t telling me how much money she made. Zach, this is YOUR FAULT! You are DEAD to me! I hate that place. I HATE YOU, ZACHARY LEWIS!!!!!!

 

September 20, 2016 Tuesday

Dear Diary,

Cops were all over the school yesterday and today. Amber told me that she heard Liz was freaking out. Maybe she had something to do with Zach vanishing? But Jennie told me that the picture she sent me from the dance was old, and Zach never even showed up. She was being all secret about it, like she was doing something bad. I asked her why, but right then she freaked out and ran off. What the hell is going on?

 

September 21, 2016 Wednesday

THEY ARRESTED LIZ AND JENNIE! The cop came by late last night and told us that they are positive Liz and Jennie did something to Zach. He said they had an idea where Zach might be, and he’s sure Zach is alive, but BITCH and Jennie won’t say anything. The cop promised me he would call as soon as he could when they find him.

 

September 22, 2016 Thursday

Zach is home! They found him like an hour ago in some shed on Jennie’s grandpa’s land. He’s beat up pretty bad, no food or water. Not like punched and kicked, but he’s in bad shape. His dad says I can visit him in the hospital tonight. I can’t wait! I LOVE YOU, ZACHARY LEWIS!!!

 

PS: I just got home from seeing Zach. He looks really bad. Pale and skinny, and his hair looked like it was falling out. But he smiled and held my hand while we talked. Us breaking up was a text message BITCH sent from my phone. I guess they caught up to him when he was coming to get me for the dance, and BITCH clubbed him on the head. He said Jennie usually came out to give him food and water, but one time BITCH showed up and tried to get him to punch her V-card. He said he fought her off, and that was the last time he got food or water. Zach’s dad finally left us alone for a few, and I kissed him a whole bunch. He told me he wants to be with me forever. He’s so weak he couldn’t hug me, so I picked up his arms and put them around me. I’m so happy MY Zachary Lewis is back!

 

September 24, 2016 Saturday

Dear Diary,

Zach is home now. He looks better, but his dad says it will be a few days before he can start going out or going back to school. I was over there all day, and Zach leaned against me the whole time. He’s still really weak, but at least now he can put his arms around me.