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Chapter 10

🔎Unsolved

"Well, long storyshort... they bullied me and my friend. She wouldn't go to the dance with me on our last day together because of 'them.' All I wanted was for us to be together and have a day of fun to celebrate the end of our high school career with no worries. For once, just once but they wouldn't even let me have that." He sounded angry as I saw him clench his fist. "I was sad she didn't want to go. I got her a dress, I planned to make our night like she told me she wished her prom would be but she canceled because of them. She couldn't bare them humiliating her like they had done time and time again so last minute when I was just about to pick her up she didn't want to open the door, not even for me. I tried reasoning with her. I just wanted to see her smile. I wanted to comfort her. She wouldn't let me." Agitation in his voice filled the minimalist, white padded, cold space.

"Oh?" I murmured looking at Jack. "You loved her?" It wasn't any of my business but it was a thought that somehow I was unable to keep to myself.

"I don't know, but she thinks I'm a murderer now so even if I did, it wouldn't matter." He was sad yet angry. Sounding seemingly betrayed yet knowing it wasn't her fault she didn't trust him. Even he, doubted himself I could tell and yet he was so sure as well.

"Tell me?" I was in shock with my eyes wide as I looked at him. "What did you do?"

"I wasn't thinking straight and I was angry. I just wanted them to suffer..." Agitation once again was present in his tone.

"So you? You killed them?" I was still in shock but I am not sure. How can he be innocent if he would admit or was he not finished?

"Don't look at me like I'm a murderer I swear on my life I'm not or at least not until now—" His eyes were pleading as if in pain.

"Or you just crazy..." I shot at him in a strangely aggressive tone. I shouldn't have... I didn't even let him finish.

I shouldn't have been so harsh.

"Jane, if that's even your name. From day one, I was honest with you. Ironically this is day one but I swear on my life I have only been honest with you. If you don't trust me then that's on you. You can doubt what I tell you or what I'm about to tell you. Say it doesn't add up or that it doesn't make sense but that's your choice. I know my conscience is clear and that I will be judged for the killings I actually did commit one day but those killings I was accused of before were not me, not up until now."

To be continued...