Fighting for my life

chapter 10: Being a Detective For A Day

I am tired and sick of waiting around. Today, someone stumbled upon a lump in the dirt and thought it was a great idea to dig it up.

People these days.

They found a body, Delilah's body. The police is everywhere, this is a hot mess.

"don't admit that you guys did it. You could go to jail, even if it was self defense. There is no proof of it, and you tried to cover it up by hiding the body." I said, trying to be calm.

"they are going to ask for our alibis." Dean started pacing around in my room. "I will cover for you guys. We were at the fire pit, roasting s'mores. We all decided to take showers because of the smoke and go to bed." I was a good liar.

"okay. but we are so screwed!" Mike murmured. "nah, we will be fine, there is so many people here, anyone could have done it and it was dark out." Joseph explained.

"We have to act normal." I opened my phone and checked to see who texted me.

Anonymous

I know what you
did. They will find
out.

I decided to respond by saying "who is this?" Like- What else am I supposed to say.

I slammed by phone on the bed and tucked my blonde hair behind my ears. "you good?" Dean asked.

"yep. I'm going to find out who the hell made Delilah do this, and they are going to pay." I slid on my boots and went outside.

Caution signs were everywhere.

My stomach growled, I haven't eaten in a while.

*At the dinning hall*

Tiffany saved me a seat next to her. She had cereal and orange juice.

I took a bite out of my muffin and said, "There are so many police officers and FBIs." she paused and sighed, "how was your morning?" I responded by saying, "Okay. We only have like two days left here." She smiled. I returned it back.

Once we finished our food we went back to our rooms.

"My computer is at 34% ugh. I wish I had brought a charger." I cried. "Ha, imagine- mine is at 87%." She bragged. "lucky." I sighed.

My mom worked for the FBI, no one really knew that besides me. I logged into her account, she has access to everyone at my school phone and information.

I slowly clicked on Delilah. This is going to be fun.

I pulled up her text messages and saw something that i shouldn't have seen. "Take a look at this." I said to tiffany, pointing at my screen. "Delilah's texts? Whats so special about it?" Tiff asked.

"Look closely, Someone is named, 'Anonymous.' I have something to tell you." I whispered. "yeah?"
"I- have been.. getting these texts, at n-night," I paused.

"From a person named Anonymous. I think it has a connection to Delilah." Her mouth fell wide open.

"why didn't you tell me?" Her voice broke in pain. I hugged her. "I'm sorry, At first i didn't know what to do, I thought they got the wrong number."

Okay maybe i lied, just a little. I knew it was for me, it was obvious.

We kept looking and anonymous sent her a text saying 'Do it.' We found that very suspicious.

"what the hell dude? You scared me." I yelled while turning off my phone. "What were you doing." Dean asked.

"nothing." Said Tiffany. "How did you even get in here?" I asked. "You don't need to know how."

He grabbed my phone and faced it towards me, before I could look away.

The phone recognized my face. Stupid face ID.

"Give that back!" I screamed. I held up the phone, away from my reach. "Lets see, what do we have here?" He asked, pulling up my texts.

His mouth fell open. Jeez, what is with people, everyone opens there mouth when something happens, weird.

"give that back." I mumbled. He handed me the phone, after reading the texts from Anonymous. here it comes, i'm dead.

"why didn't you tell me!" he stated, loudly. "i'm sorry." I looked down.

"Did you know Tiffany, you sure are quiet back there." He played with his hair, waiting for a response.

"yeah, I actually just found out." He sighed and hugged me.

Yeah you heard right, hugged me. "Please tell me about these things. No secrets, remember." I hugged him back. "no secrets."