Bipolar

Chapter Nine. Robert Bolton

 Tristion was right. There is something between October and myself. I don't know what, but every time he's even near her I feel like punching him. To be honest, This scares me. Ever since I saved her all those years ago, I've been so attached. Maybe if I went for head boy... Tristion will back off.

Today I'm going to see dad. I'm skipping school and spending the day with him. Mum and Dad broke up when I was seven and now I only live with my stupid mother. Dad's a cop. Yes, I know. Not the ideal Dad for a bad kid. But he's cool. Just as long as I don't commit a crime, I'm fine. I walk out to his car and slam the door behind me. "Hi Dad".

"So... . Son... , I need you to tell the truth...", he glanced my way briefly. Ok, I'm in trouble.

"Did you... did you kill those people?" I froze. Why does he think so little of me? "Ha ha, very funny", I say sarcastically, he takes a breath, he had been holding his breath. He really thought I could do that.

"Dad! Are you really being serious right now?", I was shocked that he thought I would kill people when my Dad is a cop. "Sorry Rob it's just you've been skipping school and I thought you might be trying to hide something", My dad quickly forgot the subject and asked me to help Mum paint the roof.

As I stood at the edge of the roof I stared at the ground meters away. I was flashed back to that moment when I saved October from a fateful head injury. I still remember the glare he gave me. I do admit I bullied him as kids but that was so he would back off from October . I've never wanted him around her since that first day I saw her at school.

I was snapped out of my thoughts as a familiar sweet voice called out at me. "Oh hey October. I didn't see you there", I had a feeling she was thinking of that day she fell off her roof as I did. At first she didn't realize it was me. She looks so terrified. The reason for that was due to the sun shining brightly over her head, I assume.

October said she was just passing by, wiping her brown hair in the other direction and walking back home. I eventually finished the roof and went inside. I walked in to find Mum and Dad discussing me being... the killer? Was this? some kind of sick joke? Killers are jerks. I can't believe them. Parents are meant to support or believe their kids. My parents won't even listen to my words. Not even one of my parents will listen. Why is Dad even here?

I sat in my room debating with myself what would make my parents suspicious. They both agree on something for once but not for a good thing. They think I'm the killer. I hardly have the guts to knock someone out. Dad told me that I would be on home arrest (aka grounded) as soon as I made it into the kitchen. They would see if any more murders happen. And if there are, they know it won't be me because I would be at home.I storm off back into my room without a word.

Dad went back to his house and Mum kept an eye on me. She took my phone away in case I hired someone to kill a person. What an idiot. She believes the man she hates. I could just strangle her. I'm so mad I can't talk to anyone. Would Ollie be angry, sad or worried? What about Colin? I would have no idea until I see them in the future... .

The days flew by and no murders occurred. My dad started to question the state of me and make up reasons that make me seem like the killer. I'm so sick of the BS. Mum keeps getting so mad at me to the point she would scream if I didn't talk to her. One night when Mum was yelling at me, I couldn't take it anymore. I threw a picture of my broken family at the window and it smashed. I Ran.

Sprinting; I realize I have nowhere to go.

It didn't take long to reach October's house. It's always her that I run to. As I climb up her Mum's passion fruit vine to reach the roof, I see October sleeping.

She looks so peaceful. As she was sleeping a small smile played across her lips as the moon shone into her window. I continued climbing up the side of the house and hunkered down on the roof. I stared at the starry night and the distant sound of trains. I flashed back again to the moment she fell to the moment she opened her eyes.

The first night wasn't too bad. I quickly chewed through my snacks and was very hungry. When I thought October was at school I snuck in through her window and down to the kitchen. I raided her cupboard and then went back to the roof. Safe.

minutes later I heard October's window open and then saw her head pop up "hi stranger" she said. Not daring to look up. I froze. Speechless.

"I thought you were at school", I mumbled. Feeling caught red handed.

"Don't worry" October smiled and looked up.

"I haven't told anyone",

I grimaced.

"How long have you known?" "only since you were staring at me through my window". She grinned and pulled herself up.

After that embarrassing moment, missing posters were put up around town from Mum. October showed multiple versions that made me look like a criminal. She is happy with hiding me just as long as I don't disturb her parents, she says. It seems easy enough, I can live on that roof.

The next morning before school, October and I sat together laughing about childhood memories. A bang echoed through the neighborhood followed by several screams. October and I jumped up and scanned the block. Sirens started blaring and our ears were ringing. I saw my dad arriving at the scene. "Shit", I cursed . Of course dad thought I must've done it. I wasn't at home. October stared into my (surely scared) eyes with her own. "Stay in my room. I'll handle it", she covered my hands and smiled,

"I'll find this killer".

Colin. Dead. October screams as I stand there frozen. Staring at the Tv. It's all over the news. cry. No. Don't cry. You're stronger than this. I think as tears shed out anyway. October's screams and tears cover the rest of the evening as I silently weep in the midnight air.

Weeks later, From October's house I could hear the funeral music and cries of sorrow as I watched the funeral from the roof. Luckily the funeral for Colin was being held in a cemetery close to October's house. It's a tragedy. My parents think I'm capable of killing one of my best friends. I have to prove them wrong.

I remained on October's roof and she smuggled me food. I really enjoy my time with her. I kinda didn't want to go home. "Rob... your Mum..", she started, I sighed, "you know I'm just locked up there Ollie, I'd rather be here with you", she smiled half halfheartedly and avoided my gaze, "I'm out of pills Rob", she eventually confessed, I felt my heart freeze. "A-already?",

She nodded and quietly sobbed in her hands. "Ollie, I-",

"I'm a monster Rob, you don't want to live here", I hesitated to hug her but I did anyway,

"I'm here. I love you. And we can face the world", we both know this conversation isn't just about the pills, it's about our lives at risk. "I'll be gone by tomorrow".