A summer to remember...

Chapter three: the first sign

I was at the local supermarket getting some groceries for my mum. I was down the cheese section selecting some nice cheese to go with the wine I had bought for Clark.
"Hey pretty lady, I'm Doug. I bet your name is as pretty as you are" A tall man said to me. He was the owner of the shop and it was only us in the whole shop.
"Um, I'm Addison!"
"Lovely to meet you! You're not from here are you?"
"Uh no I'm not! can I use your bathroom please?" I asked as he showed me to the toilets. I grabbed out my phone and had 7 missed calls from Clark. I sent him a text saying come to supermarket, creepy man! LOL! Then we can grab lunch? As soon as I sent the message, I fixed my makeup, I heard a yell for help followed by a gunshot. I locked the bathroom door and sat in the corner, my phone had died and there was no way to signal help. Next minute the bathroom door was kicked in, I started screaming and crying. Then I realised it was Clark. I jumped up and fell into his arms. His hands on my back, leaving two massive blood stains. I looked up at him confused.
"Clark? Why is there blood on your hands?" He didn't reply. I walked over to the front of the shop and there was the owner, with a bullet in his head. I looked over at Clark in disgust. He dropped the gun to the floor and washed his hands.
"CLARK WHY DID YOU DO THIS!?" I screamed.
"I did it to protect you chicken nugget, you said he was bothering you!"
"NO I DIDNT! I said he was creepy, but he didn't do anything!!" I cried.
"Well, he wasn't Important anyway, help me get the body out of here?"
I don't know why, but I helped him. I helped him carry the body into the trunk of his car. I helped him dump the body in the ocean. And I helped him hide the evidence and any remains of us being at the grocery shop today.
It was late afternoon and my parents had taken my siblings out for dinner, I told them I was too sick to come. I looked out my window and there Clark was, looking at me. He sent me a messaging saying to come over. I ignored him and went to bed. A couple hours later I woke up in the backseat of a car.
"Good morning chicken nugget! How are you feeling?"
"Clark? Where are we going? What time is it?"
"It's midnight. I'm so sorry but we have to go. The police were around the corner, coming for us! I had to pack our things and go!"
"CLARK! We can't just go! Oh my gosh, my family! What am I supposed to tell them?"
"We can't think about anyone but ourselves right now"
"CLARK!!!!!!"
"I'm sorry....."
"CLARKE THE TREE!!!!!!WATCH OUT!!!!!!!!!
He swerved for the tree and before I knew it we went over the bridge, and landed into the ocean......