12. No Choice
I sit on my bed, afraid to move. Rachel looks at me, just as stunned as I am. I look at my hands, they were stained from the blood. What was I to do? If anyone found out, they'd lock us up for sure. Every single one of us. But I would go crazy if I didn't tell anyone. One think I knew, we couldn't let anyone find the body, the blood, the knife... us. We had to clean is up before my dad comes back upstairs and sees JD. MY DAD! I forgot about him. What is going to happen when he finds out JD is missing. Will he go looking for him? Will he just assume he got picked up again? We can't just leave him lying there... he's my brother. I look up at Holland, he's leaning against the window, looking at the birds flapping around in the tree's.
“What are we going to do?” Rachel said.
I don't speak. I can't. I don't know how to at the moment.
“Just... shut up, Rachel, let me think.” Holland stood straight and put his face in his hands and groans really loud. “Alright... we can't stay here, we have to leave.”
“Leave?! We can't leave!” I scream, standing up.
“We have to! Do you wanna get picked up? You get picked up and you can kiss your college wishes goodbye.”
“It's not open for discussion, Lyza, we have no choice. We have to run.” Rachel stood too.
“Dylan killed JD and we're just going to leave him? I can't let that happen! That's our brother downstairs. What is dad going to say?” I can't believe what is going on. My mind is still dowstairs next to JD
“Who cares what that ass-hole is going to say; he never cared about us anyways.” Rachel shakes her head. “It doesn't matter anyways, he's probably knocked out so we have time to hide his body.”
“Hide it?! You're just gonna throw him away like a dead goldfish? Rachel, I can't believe you!”
“You think I wanna do this? I'm trying to not get us caught.”
“Holland...” I look at him but he just looks at me and shrugged.
“Lyza, you know she's right. The cops find my fingerprints, I'm going away and you too are going away for being an accessory.”
“But...” I stop. They were right. I know. “This is still JD we're talking about... he...”
“He would want us to leave so we don't get caught and you know it too.” Rachel crossed her arms.
“What about Dylan?”
“What about him?”
“Won't he say anything?”
“Probably not, he was the one involved too but I don't know, I mean... I hope not.”