Then There Was One

Chapter 5

*SORRY FOR ANY MISTAKES*

{John}

"Get it done! We need to do it before morning. No sloppy work, GO!"

{Alex}

Morning rose quickly and I woke up with my book on my chest. Oh no! I began to panic. I left my journal out in the open, where anyone could of read it. I shoved the book under the mattress and walked into my kitchen.

"Hey mom, could I help you with the bake sale?" I asked with a smile.

"Alex, you don't have to do that. I don't want you going through the trouble," my mom answered.

"Its fine mom, I want to help. Anyways, I want to get out of the house for a while." I smiled as I took a basket of cookies.

"I'll began selling food around the neighborhood," I shouted as I walked out of my house.

I made my way towards Richwood. I needed to go to Lilly's house, get in and find something I could use.

I made it to the neighborhood quickly and made myself walk up Lilly's huge driveway. I rang the doorbell not once but twice. No answer. Weird, Lilly's father was rich so her mom was a stay home mom. (Don't ask how I know that)

I went to knock on the door when I realized the door was open a crack. I pushed the door and it creaked open.

"Hello? Mrs.John?" I called out as my voice echoed off the walls in the gigantic room with its crystal chandelier and two staircases connecting at the top.

I looked around. No voices. No sound. No nothing.

"Hello? Anyone home?" I tried again. Still there was no answer. I made my way to the kitchen wondering if it was going to be as grand as I though. I entered the kitchen with was bigger than my whole house and had cabinets which probably cost more than my house.

"Woah!" I said in amazement. I glanced at the cabinets, the perfect colored granite counters, and the beautiful tiled floors. I looked more closely at the tiled floors behind the island in the middle of the kitchen. Red. A red thick and dark liquid.

Blood.

There was a lot of blood seeping into the tan colored tile. I walked slowly towards the blood, regretting what I would see.

As I suspected, Mrs.John and Mr.John laid there both on the floor with blood coming out of both of their throats.

I screamed a screeching scream which surprisingly didn't break the wine glasses near by. I covered my mouth with my hand in fear. I have never saw a murdered dead person before and it was really creepy with all the blood. I stumbled to the sink and began to vomit.

Eww! Gross, blood and now vomit. Usually I was good with this kind of stuff but the sight of so much blood.... I just couldn't.

I searched in the shoulder bag I had, for my phone. I quickly called 911 and immediately told them what I saw.

"Hello! My name is Alex Jones and there are two dead people in their own house. I came here to sell cookies and the door was open. I entered the house because I figured something was wrong. I found both husband and wife dead on the kitchen floor! They were murdered because it looks like someone slit their throats!" I said with a shaky voice.

"Ok where is your location?" A woman asked.

"33 Montie Court in Richwood," I spoke quickly.

"Ok thanks for calling and get out of the house immediately. The killer could be still inside the house." The woman said. "The police is on there way."