My Best friends Sister

Eighteen

"Mr I come clean?" Cecelia's voice comes through the door. I just stay on my bed with my head in the pillow, I swear my life is hell. Cecelia gently pushes the door open to find me lying on my bed. "Mr sleep?" She asks, I just nod, I dont want to talk to anyone. "Okie, I come back in while..." She replies,slipping through the door and closing it. 

Later that night my mum knocks on the door. "Honey..Can I come in please??" She asks, pushing open the door and coming in, she see's me lying on my bed and comes to sit beside me. "You okay?" She asks, stroking my shoulder. I dont reply and just shut my eyes and bury my head into the pillow, I didn't want my mum to see me sad. After about 10 minutes of awkward silence my mum whispers " Were leaving tomorrow, so you need to start packing.." and then she leaves. I stay silent for a moment and then get up to get my case from my cupboard, and then I hear the same muffled voice from the next room, but I know who it is. Luke. I press my ear against the wall,and hear the same voice from the phone.

What if they change there mind?

Its been 2 months

Still

They have probably chucked all the evidence out, the dumb people.

They are pretty dumb

You checked the place?

Spotless, nothing suspicious

Good, I got to go, my wife is coming.

Bye

And then the familiar, end of call beep happens and then the sound of a draw opens and then Luke passes my door to go downstairs. I stay still for a few minutes, what are all these secret phone calls, and why is he keeping them from mum?? I get out of the cupboard, forgetting about my suitcase and I slip out of my door and into the next room. I have never been in my parents room, but it looks a lot different then I thought. I go over to the nearest draw to the wall and gently pull it open. In the draw there is a packet of condoms which I gag at, Some sleeping pills, a torch, a book and then I notice something, a teeny piece of paper at the back. I grab it and slowly unfold it it looks like a little bit of a newspaper article, I read it and nearly drop the paper. Its a picture of Samuel Brice with the caption:

Convicted of underage drug and 1st degree murder.

I look at the man's face, he has green eyes just like me with messy brown hair. He looks just like me. I suddenly hear footsteps at the beginning of the stairs, I stuff the paper back into the draw and hide in the closet. Luke comes in and locks the door. Damn. I hear him open his draw and murmur something under his breath and then shut it, I hear the familiar sound of dialing a number and then the ring.

Josh? 

Yes?

Thank god you picked up

Whats up??

The funeral is next week.

Yes, its all checked

Nothing suspicious?

Not a thing.

You sure, my wife and step brat are coming.

Nothing, your wife is dumb and your step son dousent have a clue about anything.

Haha yes

I got to go bro, I will text you on the day to tell you.

cool, cheers.

you still owe me 100!

Text me your bank account details

On it.

Bye

Luke ends the call and gets up from the bed, to go to his draw. I peep through the door and see him writing something in his book. I lean to far and I come rolling out of the cupboard and I land on Luke's feet. He is just as surprised as me "Why were you in my cupboard!?" He says angrily with his hands folded, looking down at me. "I.. I was playing hide and seek with Abby.." I lie, looking up at him. He moves his foot from under me "Our bedroom is out of bounds" He says and then drags me up and pushes me to the door "GO!" and I quickly open the door and go outside back to my room, I sit on my bed and think of what i have just witnessed. I still dont understand any of this, but im worried for my mum to be alone.