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◤CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE◥ (freddy krueger murder )
THE NEXT MORNING Luna was awoken by someone shaking her from her sleep. She groaned in annoyance and pushed her face into her pillow. There was more shaking and the voice belonging to her sister didn't cease, but she kept her head pressed into her pillowcase and tried to keep sleeping. But she slowly started to lose the sleep that she was once having, and at some point she realized if Max kept this up she would never get back to sleep.
And she also realized, that since Max was actually in her room which she hadn't been inside of in months, that maybe she had a really good reason for waking her up. And once that finally clicked in her brain, she shot up with a start.
"Max?" She questioned quickly, grabbing her sister's shoulders. "What is it? What's wrong?"
"The police, they're here. They're all parked infront of Eddie Munson's place." She elaborated, making the oldest sister frown.
"Eddie's place, why?" She quickly pushed off her blankets and threw her legs over the side of her bed.
"I don't know, I just saw them and thought I should tell you." She quickly explained to her, "Considering we both saw him drive away. Also I uhm, while I was out there feeding the puppy I saw him and Chrissy Cunningham going inside of his house."
"Chrissy Cunningham?" Luna stood to her feet, walking out of the room with Max on her heels in her extra long dark green sleep shirt. "Isn't she a cheerleader? Why in the hell was she with Eddie?"
"I don't know." Max muttered from behind her as she unlocked the front door and opened it up. "They we're laughing together, so I assume they might have been friends?"
Luna's eyes widened as she saw all the cops surrounding Eddie's trailer park home. "Oh, my god."
"What are you both doing out here so early?" Their mom Susan asked, walking out and making her presence known as she walked out. Her own question was answered as she looked where both her daughters were, she sucks her teeth and shakes her head while crossing her arms over her chest. "Looks like that Munson boy is up to no good again."
Luna pursed her lips as she turned to her mom, she could see the bags underneath her eyes and the pale complexion of her skin. She knew that Susan was still tired, so she walked her mom back inside to her room. Once she was back in bed and covered with the duvet, she squeezed her mom's hand.
