Justice

Hiding

"Yes, yes, yes! I killed Jessica! That girl was so irritating. Her shrieks were giving me a headache. She was the one who spoiled my original plan!" Ben screamed. "She kept shouting, 'kill me instead of her, I beg you. Please leave her. I don't want my friend to die'." Ben mimicked her." She was the one who wanted to sacrifice herself for her friend, and so I obliged her; I have no regrets. The only thing I am disappointed over is that I couldn't kill that blithering idiot; that girl who considers herself to be too smart."

"You regret not killing her? Who had asked you to run away from there like a coward? You could have finished what you had started!" Jason yelled.

"I wanted to, but I didn't want to give her an easy death. I was planning to slit her throat slowly, let the blood trickle, when I heard footsteps. I panicked, and without thinking what I was doing, I escaped. You very well know that I wanted to go after her later, but I also did not want to take the risk of getting caught. I had to go underground just to be on the safer side." Ben's voice was full of disappointment and hostility.

Footsteps? What did he mean by he had heard footsteps? I tried to remember.

And then I recollected. Yes, even I had heard someone coming up the stairs, but had that person heard me screaming? If yes, then why hadn't he come to my rescue? Why didn't he raise an alarm? Was there a witness to the crime?

"Well, now that she is in front of me, I am going to kill her; I am going to get rid of her. I won't sit and wait for the right time, I will create an opportunity." Ben laughed his infamous evil laugh.

"And I will ensure that you don't repeat your mistake." Jason stated.

Oh God! Of course, they were going to come after me now. I should have anticipated this. But Jason's last statement left me rooted to my spot. Did our relationship mean nothing to him? Didn't he promise to protect me at every step? I wanted to tell him everything that had happened with me, and I thank God that I decided against it. I knew I should run for my dear life, but with these thoughts in my head, I was frozen. My legs just wouldn't move. I was still standing near the door when I heard them coming toward it, and that is when I gathered up the courage and fled the college. I had to live to avenge my friend's death. I couldn't let them catch me. I sprinted with many questions flooding my brain. I still didn't know why they wanted to kill me. Who was that man whose footsteps we had heard? I didn't have the time to speculate about these things. I decided to get my answers later.

I left the city. It had been two weeks, and I hadn't come up with a plan. Every day I raked my brain, but I just couldn't devise a scheme to trap those two psychopaths. I wasn't a criminal and my brain didn't work that way. I knew they were looking for me and I had to come up with something to penalize them before they found me, but how?