LOCKWOOD: EPISODE 5

  

 

NOA POV ❤️

    

Claire always loved the beach, she would come here when she was sad, happy or just wanted an escape. We would both come here whenever we got the chance, we planned our whole future on this very spot, she would go to Julliard and I would go to MIT to study computer science. 

I was really good with computers and she was good at singing and playing various instruments. Claire was so talented and now that raw talent has left the world and would never have a chance to bloom. I missed my bestfriend and at this moment it hit harder. 

Here on this cold beach are memories of Claire, memories that would never be forgotten, memories that would stay etched in my brain forever. As I was crying I heard a voice behind me. I knew that voice, there was only one person who had that strong British accent.

"She loved this place." He said "We both did". I turned around and I saw Khalil Hernandez, looking at me with a sorrowful smile on his lips, he walked over and sat beside me.

"Hi, I'm Khalil." He said stretching his hands for me to shake, I looked at it and looked at his blue eyes.

"I know who you are, what are you doing here?" I asked. He just smiled and looked at me.

"I should be asking you that question, my girlfriend who you seem to know very much about always comes here. I've never seen you around her so how do you know so much about her. And most especially how did you know about this spot, because it was only Claire and I that knew about it". He said with finality. 

He was right I had no valid reason to ask him that question, I was clearly the imposter here. Nobody knew that I knew Claire.

"It doesn't matter how I know Khalil, have a nice night". Before I could go he held my hand and drew me back, he had this desperate look In his eyes like he wanted to know anything about me and Claire.

"Please, Noah." He said and I began to wonder how he got my name, I quickly released my hand from his grip and said

"It's Noa, without an H and how did you know my name?"

"Aunt Jane told me. Your little outburst didn't go unnoticed." He said

"Noa, please, how did you know Claire, I really need to know, I'm begging you, I want to find out who killed my girlfriend and you are the only one who knows her well enough, more than I do even, I just need to know. Any information would be useful." He said obviously desperate for my answer, so I folded.

"Sit". I told him. He did exactly just that. "I met Claire at summer camp, we became friends almost immediately. I transferred to Lockwood high In the 11th grade. I made Claire promise not to tell anyone about me, I wanted to keep our friendship a secret". I said before he stopped me to ask a question.

"Why?" He asked.

"I didn't want to be part of her circle, I liked it when it was just me and Claire and she liked it as well, we were bestfriends." After saying this I turned to him. 

"She told me all about you Khalil, I must admit I hated you for a while but then I got to see how much you really cared for her, I'm happy about that and I'm sure she was happy as well." I said

"Someone who is happy with you wouldn't break up with you." he said and that shocked me. "You and Claire broke up?" I asked him.

"Yes, Noa. She was acting strange before her death, did she tell you anything, anything at all before she died". He asked me. And suddenly I remembered something.

"She wanted to tell me something after Max Cornwells party, but she never got a chance to". I said looking at him.

"Noa, I have a proposition for you, I know we just met, but I feel like you can help me, you're the only one I know that knows a lot about claire, more than I did and that's why I'm telling you this, I want to find who killed Claire." He said, was he serious?. I stood up and looked at him.

"Are you serious? do you know how dangerous that is? If there is a killer on the loose and we start snooping do you really think they won't be on our radar." I said.

"You don't strike me as someone who is afraid of danger, Noa. I know that you want want find out who killed her".

"The police is there." I said looking down.

"Do you really trust Lockwood police?" He was right, Lockwood police was full of shit, I wouldn't trust them with my eyes closed.

"If you change your mind, you know where to find me." He said walking away. Do I really want to do this? I didn't really need to think about this, Claire was my bestfriend and she deserved justice.

"Wait!" I said, Khalil stopped and looked backed at me

"If we're going to do this, we need to tell each other everything we learn and I mean every single thing. And also trust each other, are you willing to do that?" I said. I bought out my hand for Khalil to shake.

"Deal?"

"Deal, love."  He said and I scrunched my nose.

"It's Noa to you." I said walking away but not before seeing the faint smile on his face.

After my talk with Khalil, I knew that I had one more thing to face. My mum and dad. I walked into the house and as expected they were waiting for me.

"Estas enojada? has perdido tu sentido del razonamiento?¿Cuál fue el significado de esa vergüenza? ( Are you mad? have you lost your sense of reasoning? What was the meaning of that embarrassment)." He said.

"Henry, calm down" my mother said stroking his back.

"Defender la memoria de mi mejor amigo, no es una vergüenza" ( Defending my bestfriends memory isn't an embarrassment). I retorted.

"Noa, please." Mum said.

"How is it my fault, he's the one screaming at me like I did something wrong when clearly all I did was defend Claire!". I said back.

"Honey, your father is just saying that your outburst was not needed, that was really embarrassing.

"I'm sorry." I said. I just wanted to go to my room and sleep, I didn't have the strength for this. So I ran upstairs and locked the door. Crying myself to sleep like I did everyday since Claire died.

To be continued...