Blood on my hands

Chapter 1

I look down at the knife I'm holding. Stained in blood, it was still dripping with dark red blood. I look around and find the body of Sally, Chans best friend. The corpse was still warm. As I touched it a trembling cold chill erected my spine and fear flood my brain.

It is only now that I hear people rustling in the bushes and the voices of my classmates. In panic I try to get up, but I stumble and fall, getting blood on my clothing.

"YOU KILLED HER!" I heard someone say. But it was dark, I don't know how they could see me let alone find me. In fear I get up and run off into the distance. I hear the voice once again in the distance, commanding someone to call the police, but something was different about the voice this time, I was able to tell that the voice was Mason.

Mason was the type of kid who would tease people and get them to fight together just for his sick satisfaction. He once told me that Sally farted on my pillow at camp, and that's why I got pink eye. After fighting we were able to notice Mason watching us from a distance with a big ugly smile on his face, that's when we realized that Mason tricked us into fighting. Ever since this happened, we never trusted Mason again, in fact nobody trusted Mason again. At least until now.

I found a treehouse outside someone's front yard it was pitch black but somehow, I was able to tell there was a children's kitchen set and chairs that shared happy memories. I hear police sirens in the distance now, I know it won't be long until the police are given my name and address. The police will then knock on the door waking mum, looking for me. They will ask if they have seen me, then she will proceed to tell them I'm with a friend.

But that never happened. In fact, she never calls or texts me, they never told them my name or address. In shock I slowly open the door and peek past the strong pine smelling door frame. I heard police chatter from bellow me, panic once again fills my head.

I was always the good one in class, I got good grades and I never smoke or did drugs. I had good friends, good relationships I was the one everyone loved. Chan, Sally and I always used to go to the small local coffee shop and have breakfast, but that will all change after this murder.

I hear a cop climbing up the ladder to get to the treehouse, I only have very few moments to hide from that thick heavy beam from the cop's flashlight, I managed to flex my body and hide in the oven of the toy kitchen kit. I saw the torch illuminate the room becoming bright.

After a few moments the cop tuned around and left, the room once again became dark. I waited for a while longer waiting for the police to leave, the few moments that I just experienced felt like an eternity.

Chapter 2

Monday morning has finally arrived, two days of hiding there has been hell. I can't wait to finally get home to my OWN room and bed, but I can't go home yet there are police patrolling the area and they would surely see the blood on my clothes that would lead to my arrest for the murder. I know that I need to get rid of my clothes, so I find a nearby clothesline and take some clothes that are about my size. I run to school to put my clothes in the incinerator. After I activate the incinerator, I run back to the treehouse and gather my stuff.

I grabbed my stuff and left the treehouse in a hurry. My phone vibrates and I look at it, it's from my mum asking where I was. I decide to ignore it and keep going.

As I'm going down the street, I try to keep my head down hoping no one from that night notices me. But just as I think I'm in the clear, Chan bumps into me. I look up at her and she had a look of guilt in her eyes, I talk to her, but she doesn't respond but instead she pulls me aside into a dark creepy alleyway. "I know you didn't do it" she finally says, but before I can reply she hands me a note with an address then walks away.

In confusion I read the note, it reads "Meet up at the old clubhouse at noon sharp tomorrow"