As I was doing my homework, I heard police sirens nearby and they got louder until they started to fade in the distance again. Well, this is strange. All of these neighbors are peaceful, the last time any policemen were around here was when I was about 4 years old. What could’ve happen? I think I might go check it out, although I don’t think it’s right for me to be nosy in this kind of stuff, but I don’t feel like doing my homework right now. I grabbed my cellphone and keys and started heading towards where I heard the police cars going. I finally saw the red and blue lights of the police cars in a neighborhood that seemed familiar to me. Then I realize that it was Jeremy’s neighborhood, worrying that Jeremy might’ve been in danger, I started to run towards the police cars.
I stopped dead in my tracks when I found out that the police cars were parked right in front of Jeremy’s house and I saw Jeremy’s parents kneeling on the ground crying. I broke away from my daze and ran towards one of the cops.
“Sir, what happened here?” I asked one of the cops in the most polite way I could.
He sighed. “Did you know Jeremy Avadonia?”
“Yes, I did. He was a friend of mine.”
“Well….I’m sorry to tell you this, but…. Just a few moments ago, his parents found him lying dead in his room. Most of his organs were missing and some of them appeared to be half eaten. We still don’t know who or what did this to him, and none of the neighbors heard or saw anything.” He explained.
“O-oh…” That’s all I could manage to say before I felt the hot tears roll down my cheeks. Soon after, I fell to my knees on the cold and hard concrete ground. I started sobbing wildly and there was nothing that could stop me. How was it that just a few moments ago we both were walking happily side-to-side and planning were we would go on Saturday? Now, we won’t go anywhere, he is gone forever….. I just…. I just can’t believe he is gone, and in such a violent way. It’s all too sudden; my mind can’t seem to process everything right. All those moments with him are so close, yet so distant. I can’t just sit here and cry. I have to find out who killed him, and I will not rest until I do. However, I can’t do this alone, I need someone I trust with all my heart to help me. Jack. Yes, I trust him with all my heart; he ought to surely help me find whoever killed Jeremy.
I got up from the ground and wiped away the tears that were still rolling down my cheeks. My face turned expressionless and I started to walk towards Jack’s house. While I was walking, my mind seemed to be replaying all the events that happened just today. I don’t want to replay those moments right now, but my mind can’t help it. It’s as though it wants me to find something important that’s hidden deep in between everything that happened today. I was so deep in thought that I was suddenly in Jack’s front door. I knocked on the door and waited for him to answer. After 6 minutes of waiting, I got impatient. Was he taking a shower? Or was he listening to music and teleported to his own world? I decided to peek through the windows but the whole house seemed lifeless. I decided to climb a tree to see if he was in his room. I was praying that I wouldn’t fall down from the tree since I’ve never been what you would call an expert at climbing trees. I safely made it to Jack’s window and peeked through the window blinds. He wasn’t in his room, and I couldn’t hear the shower running, so where is he? Afraid that the branch I was on would break, I decided to start climbing back down. As my feet safely felt the ground, I took a deep breath. I didn’t even realize I was holding my breath the whole time.
I decided to call him, so I took my cellphone out and dialed his number. As I was waiting for him to pick up, I heard his phone’s ringtone in his living room. I peeked through the window, and sure enough, his phone was on the couch vibrating and ringing. Why is his phone there? He has never left his house without his phone. Why does he forget it now that I need him? I sighed in frustration and ended the call on my cellphone. I gave up on looking for Jack and decided to head home and clear my head off of everything that has happened in such a short time. My eyes started watering as I remembered what happened earlier, so I started to run home. Jack, where are you? You’ve always been there for me. I need you right now……
When I was running in the woods, I found a cabin not too close to any neighborhoods and not too deep in the woods. I decided I needed a place to settle in, so I entered the cabin, not caring if it was habituated or not. As I entered through one of the windows, a woman started screaming ‘intruder’ and ‘thief’. She was getting really annoying so I simply took out my scalpel and slit her throat open. Her body went limp and she fell to the ground. Great, now I have at least a two day’s supply of food from her. Soon after, a man came downstairs, his eyes showing he just woke up from a deep slumber. He’s probably the woman’s husband. His eyes widened as he saw his wife laid dead on the ground with a pool of her own blood around her. He then turned his head towards me, he gasped in horror as I ran towards him and stabbed him through the heart. His body went limp and his eyes turned like two stones, showing his life was over. Now, thanks to him and his wife, I have almost a week’s supply of food. Maybe I could also eat any food they may have in their kitchen cabinets….
As I rummaged through their kitchen, I only found organic food. I’m not complaining or anything, but they seemed to be some sort of ‘go green’ people, seeing as mostly everything they had was recycled and they lived in the woods. I really should go get some of my stuff from my house. I think I’ll only get my Nintendo DSi, my mp3, some clothes, and stuff for my personal hygiene. Seriously, I don’t plan on smelling bad or having rotten teeth for the rest of my life. Seeing as the police would be too busy investigating the scene of the murder and all of the neighbors would be nosy and be crowded around in Jeremy’s neighborhood; I decided to go get my stuff from my house, and if anyone sees me, I’ll simply kill them.
When I almost reached my house I saw (Y/n) peeking through my house windows and dialing someone on her phone, which I found out was me. As she glanced to see that my phone was on the living room, I could see tear stains in her (s/c) cheeks. Had she already found out about Jeremy’s death? Did she seriously cry that much for him?! I felt rage going through me, but I decided to just watch what (Y/n) was doing. I heard her sigh and she started to leave, but it seemed she was about to cry and she started running. I guess she was looking for me, but why? To tell me about Jeremy’s death? Just thinking about her thinking about Jeremy more than me makes me boil with anger. I’m glad I killed him, sure I feel guilt for making (Y/n) cry so much, but I don’t regret killing him.
When I was sure that (Y/n) was far away and wasn’t able to see me, I got inside my house by climbing a tree that lead to my room window. I unlocked my window with my scalpel and slipped inside. I quickly grabbed my stuff and put it inside a backpack. I jumped through my window and landed safely on the grass. I looked at my house one last time and started running towards the woods to go to what would be my new home. I would have to wait a while until I can come back for (Y/n), but meanwhile, I have to get some things ready. Just wait a little bit more (Y/n), please, just wait….