The Demon Lies

Friends, who act like friends and should be friends arent really friends. They just pretend, use you and end up leaving you in the dirt feeling useless.
Jenica was my best friend. We laughed together, we cried together, and we shared all our secrets. Up until she met Alice. Jena began to change, we talked less and less until we just stopped talking all together. When I did ring her most of the time all she'd talk about was Alice and what they had done for the last week. Thats when the drinking started, followed by the smoking, then again by drugs added with the party's and I had lost my best friend all together.
I had just sat down with a cup of coffee and a book when the phone rang.
"Tatiana, its for you, Its Jenica's mum calling from the hospital."
My heart stopped Idropped my cup of coffee and took the phone from my mum. Hot coffee burned my skin but I was oblivious to it. I had been waiting for this call since she started drinking. I had predicted the two words that were to come out of her mum's mouth
"Jena's dead" Isabella sobbed into the phone.