Don't Split Up!

Chapter 5

Ella, Sophie and Aimee decided to check out this small pool of blood so they headed for the stairs, made their way to the girls bedroom and looked down to the floor. 

"Wow. Maybe Noah is trying to prank us." Aimee sighed.

"Looks like it." Sophie replied.

All three decided to leave it and they found their way back downstairs. 

Noah was sat in the living room, struggling to get any signal. That's where Noah had been this whole time, perched onto one of the old chairs. He wasn't pulling any pranks or trying to hide. He was just trying to get some decent signal. Aimee glanced over to the living room and saw Noah was in there. At first he startled her but she soon realised who it was. Walking his direction, Aimee started talking about this 'prank' she thought Noah was doing. 

"What prank? I have been in here this whole time." Noah explained.

"Sure you have. You went upstairs earlier. It's defo you." Aimee shot back.

This had become a small heated argument between the pair and before long, Aimee walked out in a strut. She strutted back into the kitchen where Sophie and Ella were hanging and told them the news that apparently Noah wasn't pulling any pranks and that he had been in the living room for awhile. Ella rolled her eyes. She's not that keen on Aimee either way. They never got along in school.

Noah was sat all alone in this tormented living room. It had a big chandelier, a sofa with burnt out cushions and some chairs, old picture frames and an old fashioned television in the corner. It was quite an outdated room to say the least. Noah was fully distracted with his phone in this dull living room as the man walked in.

"Look Aimee, it's not me. Go and harass someone else." Noah stated distracted with his phone in hand.

The man stared at Noah knowing that's his next victim. Noah, still distracted with his phone, did not look up. The man walks closer, but slowly, towards Noah, holding a kitchen knife. The man stumbles over to Noah and stabs him near his shoulder repeatedly then he twists the knife and takes it out. Noah, struggling to breathe, looks up at the man while he falls out of the chair. Noah trembles to his knees then falls flat down on the floor. The man looks at Noah in relief. Noah, gasping for air, puts a hand up to grab the man but isn't able to. As he lies on the ground, the man kneels down the check his pulse. Noah took his last breathe. Yet again, another pool of blood was on the floor and Noah was taken away.

In the kitchen, Aimee, Sophie and Ella were chatting. Molly went to join in. 

"Oh hi. I was wondering where everyone was. It is very quiet." Molly queried.

"Where have you been this whole time?" Aimee asked.

"Just looking around. Hey, I found something weird upstairs. I don't know if you guys have seen it or not." Molly added.

"Is it the blood on the floor?" Sophie asked.

"Yeah. I don't know if it was there before or not but its just weird. It also looks fresh."

"We noticed it too. We thought it was Noah pulling a prank on us as he's been quiet but he refused to tell me the truth. He was like 'It's not me, Aimee. Believe me Aimee'. I mean come on." Aimee wined.

"Well lets all go and ask him. I'm sure then he would speak up." Sophie engaged.

All four girls agreed so they made their way to the living room. As they entered, they noticed Noah wasn't in there anymore. Instead, they noticed something else.

"Oh... my... god! Noah's been at it again." Aimee complained.

"Girl, I don't think its a joke. Like he's going to do it twice." Sophie hesitated.