Fatal Lullaby

Fatal Accusations

Bang, bang, bang.

That's the only noise I hear as I continuously bang my head against the wall for my amusement. I would think that my mom would come and get me. Or even defend me, but now I know which line she stands in. It's getting darker by the minute, and I guess I'll have to make myself at home here.

Just as I was lying down on the cold matt, I heard the jingle of keys. Footsteps. As my cell door opens, I see and it's Officer Malk.

"Yes, Officer Milk?" I ask. He narrows his eyes and and says stiffly,

"It's Officer Malk."

"I'm sorry," I say, though I'm not sorry at all. I look at him blankly. Is there a reason for him here?

"You can go." He says curtly. I raise my eyebrows at him.

"Really?" I ask, "Did my mom finally realize I didn't kill Nina, and is here to apologize?"

"No, you have an alibi." He says. I swear he doesn't like me. I can see it in his eyes, that he wants me to rot in here.

"About time," I mutter, as I leave the cell. He leads me to the main office, and I see Taylor with a worried expression on her face.

"Taylor?" I say her name in shock. What's she doing here? Oh, now I remember, she's my alibi. Well I was sitting next to her during the talent show, so that explains.

"Mercy!" She yells as she tackles me into a hug. "I can't believe they framed you for Nina's death! I swear, some people are so cruel now a days." 

"I brought Gatorade..." I hear someone say behind Taylor, I look over her shoulder to see her brother.

"What are you doing here?" I ask flabbergasted.

"I'm your chauffeur." he says with a smile. What's their to smile about. Nothing. Nothing, at all. Noticing my negative mood his smile falters a little. Just a bit.Taylor clears her throat and leads me to the exit.

"Ok guys lets go!" She says dragging me.

Alex's car is really nice. It also smells nice. It has the new car smell. I love the new car smell, I can't explain my fetish for it but I just do. I inhale deeply taking in the scent when I feel a stare on me. Alex is looking at me like I'm a weirdo. Oh well. Settling in the car, I look outside the window and sulk. Where am I going to go tonight? 

I don't want to see my mother, though I know I can't avoid her forever. Maybe, if I stay at Taylor's house for a bit... Gathering up the courage I decide to ask her. 

"Taylor?" I say uncertainly. 

"Yeah?" she asks glancing my way. 

"Do you mind if I stay at your place for the night?" I ask. "It's only going to be for one night, I swear. It's just I don't want to go home right now and-"

"It's fine, you can stay." she says with a laugh. I give her a grateful smile, and look back out the window. Once we arrive at Taylor's house, I realize it's Clara's old house. Clara was a girl who used to make fun of my clothes and name, and was the first person to get murdered. 

I can't say I'm sad about that. She was friends with Allison and Mara, who also got murdered, and made fun of me. Mara was the second person to get murdered. That's weird. First, it was Clara, then Mara, and finally Allison. Maybe whoever killed them killed Nina. 

"Something wrong?" Taylor asks. I shake my head and smile. 

"Just thinking." I say. Before she could reply Alex cut her to it. 

"So how was it in jail?" He asks. Taylor gives him a warning look, but I just shrug. 

"How do you tolerate your idiotic friends?" I ask back. He looks a little taken aback, but then frowns.