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Best Friend Mysteries
A Call For Help
The scandal could ring the death of her career. The naked man in her bed lay with unseeing eyes staring at her. She stood over him with a knife in her hand and no memory of who he was or why she had killed him. Shaking, she lifted her hand to take her head. Only to notice the blood covering her hand. Dropping the knife, Juliana hurries to the bathroom. Hoping to scrub the blood from her person. After that was done, she went back to the bedroom. Juliana started to pace about the room. Trying to think of how she can fix this. Stopping suddenly, Juliana thought of the one person who could help her. Picking up her phone, she quickly dialed her best friend Rosalyn's phone number.
"Pick up, come on please pick up." she muttered.
A groggy voice answered on the second ring, "Hello?"
"Rosalyn, it's Juliana. Sorry, to wake you. But, I need you to come to my apartment. It's an emergency. " Juliana said.
"Juliana? It's 2:30 in the morning. What...?" wondered Rosalyn.
"I know what time it is Rosalyn!" Juliana snapped. Taking a breath, "Look I'm sorry for snapping. But, I really need your help with something."
Hearing a sigh over the phone.
"Ok, ok. I'm on my way Juliana." Rosalyn said trying to calm Juliana. Juliana hangs up, then hurries to her closet to get dressed, then waits in the living room for Rosalyn to get there. 10 minutes later, Juliana hears a knock at her front door. After checking the peephole to make sure that it was Rosalyn. Juliana opens the door, and pulls Rosalyn inside.
"What.....Juliana, what is going on?" Rosalyn demanded.
"I'm sorry Rosalyn, something happened and I don't know what or how it happened." Juliana told her.
Seeing that her friend was about to have a meltdown. Rosalyn grabbed Juliana's shoulders.
"Ok, Juliana it's ok, breathe with me." she told Juliana.
After it a while, Rosalyn asked, "Now, what is going?"
Rubbing her hands together, Juliana asked Rosalyn to follow her to her bedroom.
Upon entering the room, Rosalyn stops suddenly seeing the naked body in Juliana's bed. But it wasn't the body that worried Rosalyn. It was the multiple stab wounds on the body, the bedside lamp that was knocked over, and the blood that covered her friend's sheets and pillows.
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The scandal could ring the death of her career. The naked man in her bed lay with unseeing eyes staring at her. She stood over him with a knife in her hand and no memory of who he was or why she had killed him. Shaking, she lifted her hand to take her head. Only to notice the blood covering her hand. Dropping the knife, Juliana hurries to the bathroom. Hoping to scrub the blood from her person. After that was done, she went back to the bedroom. Juliana started to pace about the room. Trying to think of how she can fix this. Stopping suddenly, Juliana thought of the one person who could help her. Picking up her phone, she quickly dialed her best friend Rosalyn's phone number.
"Pick up, come on please pick up." she muttered.
A groggy voice answered on the second ring, "Hello?"
"Rosalyn, it's Juliana. Sorry, to wake you. But, I need you to come to my apartment. It's an emergency. " Juliana said.
"Juliana? It's 2:30 in the morning. What...?" wondered Rosalyn.
"I know what time it is Rosalyn!" Juliana snapped. Taking a breath, "Look I'm sorry for snapping. But, I really need your help with something."
Hearing a sigh over the phone.
"Ok, ok. I'm on my way Juliana." Rosalyn said trying to calm Juliana. Juliana hangs up, then hurries to her closet to get dressed, then waits in the living room for Rosalyn to get there. 10 minutes later, Juliana hears a knock at her front door. After checking the peephole to make sure that it was Rosalyn. Juliana opens the door, and pulls Rosalyn inside.
"What.....Juliana, what is going on?" Rosalyn demanded.
"I'm sorry Rosalyn, something happened and I don't know what or how it happened." Juliana told her.
Seeing that her friend was about to have a meltdown. Rosalyn grabbed Juliana's shoulders.
"Ok, Juliana it's ok, breathe with me." she told Juliana.
After it a while, Rosalyn asked, "Now, what is going?"
Rubbing her hands together, Juliana asked Rosalyn to follow her to her bedroom.
Upon entering the room, Rosalyn stops suddenly seeing the naked body in Juliana's bed. But it wasn't the body that worried Rosalyn. It was the multiple stab wounds on the body, the bedside lamp that was knocked over, and the blood that covered her friend's sheets and pillows.
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