The Killer Secret | Trilogy to Killer Life

Sixteen

Friday 14th November 2014, 7.38pm.

Christopher Maurice Brown.

"I have always had a small circle. Mostly because I can't make new friends, or keep friends or it might be the fact I don't like many people... Either way my point is people can be so fake so it's hard to know who's really down for you." I expressed to Marcus as we walked back to my car.

We played basketball again. For three hours straight. He cool dude despite the shit he do. His so easy to talk too, comfortable to be around. Some way I'm happy my killing plan didn't go to plan, for two reasons. I didn't kill so I kept my promise to Jessie and I would of missed out on a friendship. Jessie my finance so it's a different kind of friendship. For Lewis his married and starting a family, so I don't get to see him as much as I would like too. So, that's why I been spending time with Marcus. Maybe his not all bad.

"Not everyone your friend. Society is full of fake people, can't trust everyone." Marcus aggreed.

"You right." I nodded as I opened up the car door.

"You want to go for a drink later?" Marcus asked me as we got into the car.

"Nah, better not. Jessie at home, think I'm just going to chill with my family." I told him as I started the car, driving him home.

"That's fine, another time."

We kept small talk all the way to his house. Once I dropped him off I just played my music on low while I drove back to mine. I quickly made a stop to the shop though. I know Jessie's period is coming on soon so she craving chocolate. So, I brought her some chocolates and flowers, just because apparently that's what girls like. Then I quickly speeded home, I feel like I been away for Jessie and Drew for too long.

I pulled up to the house, cutting off the engine, locking up the car after. I went through my keys until I found the house keys, opening up the door to something I never wanted to see.

I dropped the chocolates and the flowers onto the floor as I ran over to a crying Drew, who was covered in blood. I picked him up, holding him gently in my arms as I looked around at the place. It felt like I was on the outside looking in, I can't believe what I'm seeing. My heart is empty, the feeling is so unusual. The cries from Drew just made it worse.

"Jessie..." I called out.

That's when I felt wet tears pour down my face. I ain't never been the type to cry. I have probably only ever cried a few times. I never felt this low, this empty, heartbroken.

"Jessie.... Please get up." I begged as I looked over Jessie.

Her body weak, gone, pale skin, covered in her own blood. You can see two evident knife stabbing's in her chest. Just looking I can clearly see what probably went down. I investigate crime scenes for a living, I know how it works. And from how the stab marks, I can see the murderer is not a newbie.

Drew's cries getting louder made me snap out of my gaze. I didn't know what to do how to feel. Ain't no way my baby dead. My first ever chance of feeling love, it can't be over already. She's suppose to be my wife... The cries from my eyes just came down harder. I didn't know how to react to this new found feeling.

"It's going to be okay." I cried to Drew, as I tried to convince myself I'm going to make it through this pain.

I pulled out my phone, texting Lewis to come round. I called the police after. I couldn't look at Jessie no more. I didn't need to check her pulse, I already know she's gone.

There was no doubt in my mind this wasn't my fault. I'm a monster. I didn't do the crime but I practically did at the same time. All that for Drew to see, his mom getting murdered in front of him. His only one... What if he turns out like me after this experience? I can't raise a baby alone. I can't do this. I need Jessie here with me, by my side until I die. My past has came back to haunt me, to take something which means the most to me... Or maybe it's not even that far in the past.

Marcus...

No, I'm being crazy right? I dropped Marcus of home, he can't off got it here before me. His my friend, right? He could of found out I was onto him...

"J-Jessie..." I heard Lewis voice mumble.

I turned to the front door, which I left open as I was distracted by Jessie's lifeless body.

"What happened Chris?" Lewis cried out.

He ran over to Jessie, kneeling down. But as he got a better sight of her he moved away, not being able to look at her. I can't do it either, it hurts too much.

"C-Chris, fuck." Lewis cried hard. "That's my sister!"

Lewis and Jessie where so close. But all I know no ones pain can feel as bad as mine right now. The guilt is already eating me alive. I feel like throwing my hands up to the police telling them to take me. Prisoner sounds better than the pain on being on the outside right now. Jessie just can't be dead. It should be me there, not her.

"Let me take Drew, let's go outside. We don't need to see this." Lewis told me, I nodded in agreement as I wasn't able to forms words at this point.

The police came barging in. They know me so I know they aren't going to mess around on this case. I be doing my hardest to find who done this too. I need to know the person who is behind my family, my life dying. Even if it's the last thing I do...

I'm going to find them, and I'm going to kill them.

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