Messed up Summer [old & unfinished]

The 8th Victim

As I walked through the hall, Leah must've already came back to Mr. Houston's room. Suddenly, a police officer appeared out of nowhere. Of course, my clumsy soul bumped into the officer. I falled back on the floor. Ouch. The policeman looked at me strictly, smiled, and gave me a hand. I gave him an akward smile, and pulled myself up.
"Are you lost or something?" he asked.
"No, actually, I wanted to ask something. Could I maybe borrow your phone? I need to make an important call" I explained.
"Uhh... Yeah sure, just a minute" he said, and reached for his phone in one of the uniform's pockets. As he gave it to me, I silently turned around, and dialed my mother's phone number. I put the stranger's phone to my ear, waiting for her to answer.
In seconds, I heard a feminime voice yelling through the phone;
"Who is this ?!".
"Mom..?" I said gently.
"EVELYN?!? ARE YOU OKAY?! WHERE ARE YOU?!?!?!", she yelled like crazy.
Damn, chill, you're gonna make me deaf, I thought.
"Chill out, I'm alive. I'm calling to inform you that I'll be staying at the police station for more days." I said.
"What?! Why?!" she kept on yelling.
"I have to do something very important. Somoene's life may depend on it. Anyways, how's Avery?" I said.
"Okay than. But not more than a week! Me and Avery are very worried about you. Well, Avery is getting better everyday." my mom said.
"Yeah Yeah, I know. Gotta go now. Please tell Avery that I miss her too." I said.
"Alright, stay safe honey.", were the last words I heard before canceling the call. I gave the phone back to the officer. "Thank you".

While I was going back to Leah and Mason, I saw a big picture of a bench in a colorful garden, hanging on the wall. It was tilt to the left a lot. I got uncomftrable by the imperfection, so of course, I just had to walk to the imperfect picture, and make it perfect again. But when I wanted to move it, it got stuck. It felt like it just got glued to the wall with some extra strong glue. I pulled harder, and harder, and I somehow pulled it off the wall. Unexpectedly, there was a huge hole in the wall behind it. I put the picture on the ground, and curiously investigated the suspicious looking hole. Guess what I found? A suitcase. I pulled it out of the hole. It looked old and dirty. I easily opened it, and inside there was... Money! I quickly counted the sum of it, and from what I counted, there was over a million dollars in the suitcase!! Damn, now that's a huge amount of cash. But should I take it..?  I mean, it looks like it's been here for years. The owner wouldn't mind, right?
I put the picture back in place, and held the suitcase in a formal way, so it will most likely look like it was mine.

The moment I got back to Houston's room, Leah runned into my arms, yelling;
"Mama is back !!".
"Yes, mommy is back" I agreed.
Mason was standing with his arms crossed at chest height with a strict face.
"You left without telling me again." he said.
"I know I'm sorry I-" I started apologizing.
"Hey, calm down, it's fine. I'm just worried about you, that's all. Where were you, anyways ?" he asked.
"Oh, okay. Well, I called my mother, and told her that I'll be staying here for a bit longer." I explained.
"Why do you want to stay longer?" Mason asked.
"The papers, Mason.".
"Right." he remembered.
He looked down. Of course, he saw the suitcase.
"This isn't really yours, is it ?" he said cleverly. Damn it.
"I didn't steal it though, if we put it that way" I said. He pulled the suitcase out of my hands, and by the time Mason was opening it, Leah let go off me and layed on the couch, and took the TV remote, clicking some colorful buttons. Mason finally opened the suitcase, and most of the cash had fallen out of it.
"MONEY?! EVELYN WHERE DID YOU GET ALL OF THIS ?!?" Mason yelled. Why does everyone have to yell so much.
I sighed, and started explaining;
"As I was walking back in here, I saw this enormous picture of some kind of garden. It was tilt to the left, and when I tried to fix it, it got stuck, so I pulled. The picture had fallen off, and there was a big hole in the wall. Inside it I found this unknown suitcase. I mean, look at it, it looks like it's been in there for years!".
"So you've opened an absolutely unknown suitcase with bare hands? What if something dangerous was inside?!" he said, a bit calmer now.
"Curiousity got me" I said quickly. He sighed, and hugged me tightly, saying;
"I'm sorry for yelling. I'm just worrying about you".
"It's fine. Anyways, what time is it? I asked.
"It's about a quarter to 11 p.m." he answered.
"We should go to sleep, tomorrow is a new day!" I said confidently.
"You're right. I'll use the toilet, be right back." he said.
"m'kay, bye" I then said, right before he left.