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Chapter 4

It was all over the news that night, everyone watching would know that Adam (insert last name here) had been found brutally murdered in the suply closet of the middleschool, with no suspects found. Camron faked fear and sadness for Nathon's sake, because he didn't want Nathon to find out, he'd be disappointed, and that was exactly what Camron didn't want. "You can't go to school tomorrow," Nathon said. "Dad, if someone attacks me I'll shock them" Camron protested, he wanted to be there! He wanted to see how everyone reacted to what he'd done! It wasn't fair that he didn't get to go! He was the one who did it! He didn't want to have to stay home while everyone else got to be scared and do all the sappy stuff for Adam! "Its not safe Camron!" Nathon argued. "Yes it is! Don't you trust me to take care of myself?! Or am I too much of a loser for that?!"Camron was mad, his face was red with anger and his breathing was sped up almost to hyperventilating. He had to be there! Nathon couldn't stop him! He had to be there, it was the only way he could convince himself he'd really, truly done it, the only way he could prove he had truly freed himself from the hell of a life his bully had given him. Nathon stared at him for a long moment. "Camron.." "I'll be fine! I don't need you to take care of me!" Camron snapped. Nathon flinched, staring at him with wide eyes. Camron stormed off to his room, burning with rage. How dare he try to stop him?! Didn't he care?! Did he secretly hate camron this whole time!? Camron started hyperventilating, he couldn't breath, he couldn't calm down. Was everyone secretly against him?! Did Nathon hate him?! Did everyone want to hurt him!? Was there no one there for him!? Camron went through his drawers, pulling out clothes and shoving them into his backpack. He wasn't going to stay here, it was dangerous. If Nathon hated him then he'd get rid of him soon, maybe tonight after that fight. Camron knew he would if he was in Nathon's position. I'll fake my death. Then he won't come after me. Camron grabbed his pocket knife out of his drawer, and stared at it for a moment. Am I really doing this..? Nathon doesn't hate me.. Camron took a few deep breaths. No, Nathon didn't hate him. He just wanted Camron to prove himself. He just acted like he didn't want Camron to go, so that he'd go anyway and prove he could take care of himself. It was a brilliant plan! No wonder Camron loved him so much! He always had the best plans! All Camron had to do was get rid of the rest of his problems. The pocket knife Nathon gave him for Christmas would be all he needed to do it! He put the pocket knife in his pocket and wrote a note for Nathon, its said; 

Dear Dad

I think I know what you want me to do now. I knew you had a plan, because there's no way you hate me and would force me to stay here. So I'm gonna do it. Don't worry. I'll get rid of all the dangers at school, just like you want. And then, after that maybe I'll get rid of all your problems too! Then we can all be happy! I'm gonna make you proud. Don't worry dad. I'll make everything good again. Just you wait.

-Camron

Camron left the note on the door and climbed out of the window with his backpack slung over his shoulder. He felt giddy with excitement. He was going to make Nathon happy, he was going to make everything good again. All he had to do was get rid of the obstacles.