Obviously I couldn't tell her. I just couldn't. "I just went to see calum and make up" I lie."oh and was he cool?" She asks. "Yeah we're fine, but I have to go and see and old friend I'll be back later. It's just a guy from primary school" I lie and lie. "Ok? Bye" she confusingly speaks.
I walk out the door head spinning like a torpedo. The ground collapses beneath me, or at least that's what it feels like. I have a bag on my back as I head back to Sean's house to inspect. Somehow police have discovered him. Flashing lights everywhere. I walk behind a tree and turn my head slightly into view and inspect the scenario. A female news reporter is standing in front of the house. I listen in.
"As I stand hear police are investigating into the death of Sean Irwin, neighbours say they were due to visit for dinner but arrived to find Sean on the ground dead. Currently, the evidence is clear this was a murder. No weapons have been found around the house. Police say not to be frightened. Make sure you take precautions to ensure safety until police identify and catch this killer."
Motherfucker. What have I done. "What have I fucking done" I say banging my head against the tree. Do I of and act like I care? Or do I erase myself from this? Who are the neighbours? What if they know something?
2 days later
I make my way back to Sean's to see if I can safely enter without police. Sure enough they have already left and taken with them Sean and any evidence (there wasn't much). It's raining so I quickly take coverage under the front porch.
I sneak into the house and make my way to his bedroom. Snooping, snooping. Until I feel something cold press against my neck. I turn around to see myself staring down the barrel if a gun. The face at the end has a deathly expression. "You!" He yells. "WHAT?" I say. "I saw. Your the killer." The strange man says. "No I'm his brother coming to collect some valuable possessions. "I saw you run out of the house 2 days ago"
"I have some evidence that proves I didn't do it" I state. "Go ahead" he ushers removing the gun from my head and letting me retrieve it from my bag.
"See it's this paper right-" "HERE" I say pulling out a loaded gun and firing it. He takes it to his temple and falls to the ground. He won't be telling anyone. I bolt out of the house and down the road. I start to get puffed so I take coverage against the wall of a house about 7 blocks away from mine. Once I've regained myself I race to my front door and shut it, leaning against it and catching my breath. "Shit ash? It's raining and you look like you just rain a marathon" Belarna laughs. "I did" I say going upstairs and jumping in the shower. While I'm in their the tranquility of the water relaxes me and puts me into thinking mode. Oh my. Oh no. I did it again. 2 people in 1 week. "Who am I?" I whisper under my breath. I wrap my towel around my waist. I hope out if the shower and look into the mirror once more. After showers is expect to see a clean pure face staring back at me. But now, I see a dirty face that will never be pure.
Belarna rushes in and looks at me. "Ashton, Sean was killed 2 days ago, by a murderer!" I tremble as the word murderer spills from her mouth. "And you'll never believe it. Just tonight one of the neighbours was killed in Sean's house! My heart goes out to that neighbour. This killer knows what he's doing" she states the news proudly. No. I don't know what I'm doing. At all. "Umm, I don't know what to say. That killer is probably only gonna strike those 2 times, we won't here anymore of that"
I fall asleep and as my arms wrap around Belarna, I feel her place her warm foot on my leg. I don't feel comfortable. Like as if knives were impaling my chest. I feel blood oozing and picture the sight of Belarna on the ground and me screaming wondering what I've done. The thoughts are to strong so I remove myself and sleep on the couch. I need help.