Truth or Dare

Chapter 8: Day 3 of the killing

I did not know who to talk to after Mia and Liam told me they don't want to be friends with me. There was 1 person left. His name was Ken Michael. He was a horror expert. He invited me to his house so we can talk about this situation. To be honest, I wouldn't be surprised if he left me too. We had a list of suspects that were written on a board but the name Riley was not on there. We discussed for hours and hours but nothing. We didn't know who did the murder. I was fed up.

" I'm gonna go," I muttered, pushing myself up from the chair. Ken shot me a worried glance. When I reached my house I parked and turned off the car. I let my forehead rest on the wheel. I had a stomach ache and a headache. I glanced at the time and realized my first class was starting soon. I hesitantly went into my house and changed my clothes. I once again went back into my car that I bought a week before and drove to school. I forced myself out of the car and towards the lockers. This time Liam and Mia weren't waiting there for me.

Everything felt so weird and wrong. I could hear the nagging in the back of my head telling me that I made a big mistake telling my ex-best friends about the situation. I rolled my eyes in annoyance. I pulled open my locker, and took my textbooks as I usually did, then closed it again.

The 1st period was English. My favourite class. It should've gone by like a breeze, but it seemed like everything was against me at the moment. Liam and Mia looked at me with a dirty look on their faces. I rose from my chair and threw a tantrum.

"WHY ARE YOU GIVING ME DIRTY LOOKS FOR. I HATE YOU"

"THAT'S ENOUGH. DETENTION!" Mr bell shouted. I was shocked. My favourite teacher yelled at me?

Anyways, I went to detention and did my work. The detention supervisor finally dismissed me. I went back to class until I saw my parents stomping. They were heading towards the main reception.

"W-what are you doing here? I questioned, sniffling slightly.

They ignored me and walked past me. My mom slammed her hands on the desk and said

"WE ARE LEAVING THIS SCHOOL. THERE HAVE BEEN SO MANY MURDERS IN THIS NEIGHBOURHOOD.

"I'm sorry Ma'am but we can't do anything about that. The killer is on the loose" The receptionist replied.

The whole class came outside onto the hallway. I was so embarrassed. The teacher barged through everyone and asked me what was happening. I stood there silently. A few seconds later, my mom grabbed my arm and dragged me out of school.

"Mum what are you doing? I love this school." I begged her to answer continuously. She obviously ignored me like always. A day later, My Mom and Dad were about to do something so miserable you wouldn't even believe it. My mom was sitting on her bed swaying her feet. Wondering how peaceful it would be if she just killed herself. She was also wondering why she wasn't perfect. My Mother asked herself while holding the blade against her wrist. She started cutting her arms. A waterfall came rolling down her cheeks. The trail of blood made the whole room Red. It came out of the gap underneath the door. She jumped when she heard the loud banging on the door.

"MOM! PLEASE DON'T DO THIS. WHO WOULD PROTECT ME? WHO WOULD LOVE ME? PLEASE DO NOT DO THIS! I WILL BE ALL ALONE WITHOUT YOU!" I begged her not to commit. She stabbed herself multiple times until she started to gag and whine. The blood stained her bed. For the last few seconds, she said "SORRY" "MOMMMMM! DON'T LEAVE ME" I finally kicked down the door. There she was. My Mother. Why would she do this to me? She lay on the ground. One hand on her mouth and the other on her chest. "DADDD HELP ME!" He didn't respond. As I went to the other room, I saw the door open by the wind. I collapsed onto my knees. Screaming and yelling in pain. My dad was about to commit. He walked towards the edge of the balcony. Dad never said anything. He never even said he loved me. I ran to him and tried to push him back to the balcony but it was too late. My father turned around and put his arms up. "It's time to finally be free" He chuckled. "I can be in peace." I called the Ambulance. They tried everything they could to help my Mother. She was pronounced dead at 11:54 AM. Great. Now I had to figure out why my parent's killed themselves and who the killers were. One of my Mother's best friend collected me. I packed some things that belonged to me and obviously got some of my parents' belongings. It took 3 hours to reach her house. When we arrived, all I saw was a long driveway that led towards a mansion. I was star struck.

"T-This is where you live?" I asked whilst looking out of the window.

"Yes. If you don't like it-"

"NO NO. I love it. I'm just amazed that my Mother has friend's this rich." I replied with a speechless look on my face.

"HAHA. I own a business. Your Mother is one of my colleagues. I must say, she is a very kind hearted Woman. She always used to cheer someone up when they were down. Anway do you want to go inside?" She questioned.

"YES. i would love to" I grabbed the suitcases and then the Woman led me inside. That's when I met her husband and her son. My jaw dropped when I saw her son. He was so beautiful. Falling in love with him was the easy part; it's admitting to myself that it happened. That's hard. When I saw him, it was as if the space and time became the finest point imaginable, as if time collapses into one tiny speck and explodes at light speed. It's as if my universe will begin and end with him. I could run forever, but in the end, every path would lead me right back to his heart and soul.

"Come with me Michelle. I am going to show you your new room" The woman mentioned

"Okay. May I ask, what is your name?" I responded

"My name is Davina." She stated while opening the bedroom door.

The bedroom was larger than my entire house. My belongings were collected from the car by Davina's husband and placed in my new bedroom. Then their son entered. His brown, curly hair reached the creases of his emerald, gleaming eyes. Faint freckles dotted the bridge of his nose and the rest of his face. He had perfect cheekbones and a massive mouth full of perfect teeth. He wore a Gucci sweatshirt with grey shorts.

"H-Hi! What's your name?" I asked with a shy look on my face.

"Oh my name is Aiden" He replied with a smirk on his face

"Our house is not done yet. Please do not go on the 3rd floor. If you do there will be serious consequences." Davina commanded

Why did she have to say that for ugh. Now I was so tempted to go to the 3rd floor. I saw over ten rooms in this house by now. My favourite room had to be the