Someone else had packed their bags for them. Someone had gone through all of her things before folding and packing them in boxes. Some random stranger touching her things.
It was a mild form of being violated, but it still made her skin crawl with just the thought of it.
Joselyn had her own apartment off campus and even though she shared it with Eu, she went straight into her room and slammed the door. Of course, as soon as her body hit her bed, her stomach growled.
A few minutes later, Eu knocked on her door. “I know grilled cheese isn’t going to make anything better, bun neither will starving. I know if I could eat a horse, you could eat a bigger horse.”
Joselyn grabbed the nearest thing – a pillow – and chucked it as hard as she could at the door. Eu took that as the invitation it was and opened it. True to what he said, he had two plates of grilled cheese with him. “I’m sorry.”
Joselyn sat up and took one of the plates. “Did you throw these in the skillet the second we got home or what?”
“Yeah.”
Silence stretched out between them. Joselyn felt like her mind had been put back together wrong. That two – possible three – people that she’d known were now dead was too much to take in. And the glass in the hole. The FBI.
“What do I do now?”
Eu took a deep breath and ended up just shrugging. He looked at her and then his eyes moved past her. “Where’d you get that?”
Joselyn followed his gaze to her dresser. At first, she didn’t see anything different and then it was just there when her brain registered it. “I…that’s not mine.”
Joselyn put her plate down and picked up the small stone carving. The stone was smooth and cut in the shape of a pig. She didn’t recognize it from any of her things or anything she’d seen in class. “Did you put this here?”
“Why would I do that?”
“Some kind of weird surprise gift-giving or something.”
“You would be able to tell it’s me by the love note attached. No note.” Eu took it from her. He immediately dropped it with a yelp. “What the…it’s hot! How were you holding it?”
Joselyn looked at him like he was nuts. She bent to pick it up, but it had apparently rolled under her bed. “What are you talking about? It wasn’t hot. It wasn’t anything.”
“Leave it.”
Joselyn ignored him and went all the way onto her stomach to look under the bed. The little pig had miraculously rolled onto its feet and was facing her. She had just got her hand on it when she saw them.
There were two orbs – eyes – under her bed. They stuck out from the shadows with a faintly golden glow.
Choosing Creation Over Destruction 