I'll kill You(Part 2)

It's been seven months since the horrible incident with Johnson went down. My uncle stayed around to keep a watch on me. My mom took early shifts to get off and come check in on me. My dad is still carrying on like nothing happened. But with all that going on, there was still a case. I talked to the detectives and told them my entire side of the story. Now, in part one... if you remember and paid attention closely. My uncle pretty much saved my life by shooting Johnson twice while she was on top of me stabbing me. He took me upstairs, where police finally arrived. Although when police went to the basement to get Johnson, she was no longer there. So, to answer your question, no, they haven't found Johnson. It's been seven months with still no leads or trace. I haven't had any contact with her, and she hasn't tried reaching out at all sense that horrible day she tried to kill me. I honestly couldn't help but wonder where she was. Or if she was even alive being shot twice. There were no reports of her checking in at any hospital. Her body hasn't been found at all. So we believe she's alive, but where is Johnson hiding? and what does she have planned? This entire time, I've been living in Anixety and watching over my shoulder. Even while in my own house. Knowing she was still out there and possibly planning something to finally get back at me. Or whatever it was, it literally kept me up almost every single night. I sleep with one eye open every night, and I have been for the past seven months. Month number eight came along, and I received a call from the detective on my case. "Is this Ms. Tyler?" Detective Ownes asked, confirming my identity. "Yes, this is me." "Okay I'm just calling to tell you that my team and I decided to close the case. It's been months with nothing coming forward or even leading us to get ahold of Johnson. " I paused before replying back. Tears are starting to fill my eyes with anger and fear. "But we have to find her, sir! what if she tries to come and kill me again. She could be just waiting it out, " I said panic. "Calm down, please. we will continue to keep you under protection for the next year. Eventually, we will have to move on from this situation, though. I'll keep you updated, and I'll stay in touch. I have to run Tyler, " the detective said in a hurry. "Oh, okay, well, thank you for the call. keep in touch, please. "Will do," Detective Owen's respond. Then the phone hung up. I just sat there in disbelief, but also, maybe I was feeling a bit of relief. Could this finally really be all over? Or is this really only the beginning to Johnsons plan to come back and end my life for once and for all. That part was the part that scared me the most. I started going to therapy after I got the news of my case, with Johnson being closed. Maybe all this is finally over, and now I just need to navigate through life and my emotions to start healing. I mean that's the advice I got from my parents. So, I took the advice and started therapy. I was seeing Ms. April (my therapist) twice a week. The fourth session I had with my therapist, she said something that I was not too surprised to hear. "Tyler, I'm going to prescribe you some antidepressants to help with your emotions while we navigate everything you have been through." I just nodded my head, honestly all the late nights I been up and nightmares I been having lately, I was literally willing to try anything. After every session with Ms. April, I had to write a summary and write down lists of things I was feeling and how I felt like I either set back or took a step forward in my healing process. I was actually starting to think and honestly not even think. I know that I was starting to get into a better place. I have been in therapy now for 3 months. Everything was finally and actually surprisely but thankfully over. I was happy again, family dinners. My uncle and parents both weren't so worried, and they themselves, I believe, started to heal as well and also thought themselves that everything was over. I started back working again at this coffee shop in the city. My first day was great. The third day at the coffee shop. I felt this intense feeling in my chest. Like somebody was trying to press hard on my chest, but nobody was. I started to breathe heavier, and before you knew it, I was grasping for air. "Tyler, are you okay? Come on, come to the back. " My Co work ," Lilly said. She's new, and today was her first day. "I... I... Don't.... know what's happening? " I tried so hard to get that sentence out. Nothing like this has ever happened to me before, and I didn't know what was going on. "Okay, Tyler, calm down. Take a deep breath, in and out. You're having a panic attack. Just breath, you will be okay, " Lilly said, rubbing my shoulders. she walked me through the breathing exercise and helped regain my breath, and calm down. "Lilly! Tyler!, why the hell are you in here and not out there taking care of my customers? " our boss yelled. He was one tough cookie and definitely didn't play about his coffee shop. "I'm sorry, sir. I started having a panic attack randomly, and Lilly was the one helping me calm down and get it under control. it was my fault, not hers. I'm sorry, " I said, hoping he wouldn't write us up and fire us over this. "You don't have to be sorry, Tyler. Sir, no disrespect she couldn't breathe and needed my help, so that's what we were doing. I brung her back here to give her privacy and also not display what was going on in front of all your customers." I just stood there silently because honestly, she was right. "Okay, well, when you're ready to get back to work, Tyler, please do," my boss said. He turned to Lilly and said "It looks like she is fine now, so if you will, we need your help out there please" Lilly looked at him like she wanted to punch him but she just turned towards me putting her hand on my shoulder. "Are you okay now?" she asked before getting back to work. "Yes, I promise I'll be out there in a second," I replied back with a smile. From then on, Lilly and I started hanging out after work. We made this cool public park with a water view the spot we always hang out at. Lilly is so kind, smart, and beautiful. she has long brown curly hair that stops right after it passes her butt. I understood why guys try shooting their shot at her everytjme we met up. I admire Lilly and, for the first time, in a long time, sense all the Johnson mess. She was somebody new in my life who didn't give me a bad vibe. I started to become very comfortable around. I met some of her friends. She took me to some parties. Other cool hang out spots and drinking spots. To fast forward, we've been friends now for 7 months. I still haven't been able to talk to her about what happened between me and Johnson. I consider her my best friend now, so I felt bad. Especially because she told me the horrible story of her being r***d by her mom's husband. So I started planning to tell her on one of the days we hung out, and it was just us. I haven't said what happened about that situation outloud sense. I talked to the detective about them closing the case. I felt I was in a good enough space and ready to tell my best friend Lilly. As soon as I told her. I don't know, but things between me and her started shift. Honestly, it started having me overthink to myself. Comparing how Lilly behavior is similar to Johnson's. But I knew I could be paranoid, so I tried not to let it bother me too much.