Father Of The Killer

CHAPTER 4

 I'm running I can't feel my legs anymore. Then again I haven't felt them for at least 25 minutes. I haven't looked back since I finished my job I didn't want to kill him he was a good kid but if I hadn't then well.... let's not get into that. I was so focused I forgot about the knife in my right hand, and i carefully slip it in my coat pocket finally make it home and make my way to walk through my back door. Turning the handle I stop.... Check to see if any light's are on. No light's are on... mom isn't home good. She would ask me what I was doing out past curfew and I've used all my excuses. My friend's needed me, Was getting baked with jewel's, I was hungry and went for pizza then realized they were closed. I would be grounded for sure and then I couldn't finish my job and I would be punished for sure even worse then if mom found out... I burst through the door and run up the stair's to the kitchen and then stop suddenly when I hear footstep's. Who's in there! I hear my mother yell. Using my quick wit's I dive back out the door , forgetting to shut it behind me. I can hear my heart beating as I try and slow my breathing. Suddenly I think uh oh and check my shoe there is still blood on it. I peer my head around the corner and see bloody track's leading in the house and out towards me. Then I hear my mom scream BLOOD!! Oh crap Blake! Blake! Are you ok?! I need to think of some way to get up to my room. I look up and my window is still open from when I had left to do my job if there was only some way to climb but I study the side of the house and there is no ledges just cheap plastic siding my dad had insisted on installing because it would look nice. Then again that was six year's ago and now it is covered with dirt and leaf's I look around and spot the old tree with tall long branches that coincidentally almost reach my open window. I run over and grab the trunk scraping my face along the side of the trunk ignoring the pain i use my knee's to shimmy up to the top. I look back and can see my mother's shadow gradually getting closer and closer. Snapping back to focus I grasp a small branch just in my reach and try pulling myself up it snap's and I fall to the ground crushing my arm, Screaming out in pain and catch myself right after my mom walk's outside and scream's WHO'S OUT THERE! I run back to the tree jump and grab a bigger branch with my good arm, pull myself up then sit there and do nothing. I cant go into my room she'll know it's me. My son the killer that's what she will have to hear out of my mouth I don't got any excuses. But would she understand why? of course not no one will! its crazy?! Right?! I said hello who's out there! Trying to disguise my voice I ask is Blake home? Get off my property my mom scream's! and don't come back. She walk's into the house and slam's the door. I scramble back to reality, run across the branch and grab my window ledge and feel my arm scream in pain. I listen.... my mom is coming up the stair's. I feel hopeless and then suddenly a pool of hope come's over me and I get a idea. Taking advantage of the situation I scream mom! don't come in I'm in the nude and I quietly climb inside and leave my window open. The nude? you were supposed to be asleep a long time ago young man. And why was someone coming to our house at this hour asking for you? I leave my clothes and shoe's on and continue talking. I'm sorry mom I don't know I heard him outside though what happened? He was trying to sneak inside our house through the back door I caught him though. But there was blood all over the floor. ill call the police and have them investigate. Sliding into bed, alright mom you do that. I try to keep my bloody shoe off my bed but accidentally put the tip on the end of my bed. Ill get that in the morning I think. Blake! The cop's will be here in a few minutes will you stay up for that? Sure mom! I suddenly space out thinking about what to say and that I got to hide my bloody mattress not realizing that a few minute's have passed and my mom was coming upstairs with the cop's she opens up my door and a cop walk's through looking tall and lean, I spring up and then it happens.... the knife fall's out of my coat pocket covered in blood... the cop study's it and realizes it's bloody... and then he see's my bloody mattress and suddenly my heart sink's I know I've been caught. I bolt for the open window and jump crushing my same arm ignoring the pain. And running for my freedom