My best friend the serial killer

Chapter 6 Aunt Bella

It was 2:30 in the morning when my phone went off. Melany was calling me. I hurried and answered.

"Hello"? I asked sleepiy. She was crying.

"Mells what's wrong?" I asked. I sat up straight in bed.

"Aunt Bella has been murdered!" She cried out.

"What!" My hands we're shaking and my blood ran cold. This is murder number two. Angelica was killed only three days ago. Now Melany's Aunt Bella. I began to speak again, but the phone cut off. "Melany?" I asked. I got no answer so I hung up the phone.

It was now 2:45 in the morning and I didn't feel like going back to sleep. I decided to turn on the tv. I found my favorite show The Walking Dead was on. They were re-runs but I didn't mind. Suddenly the show cut out and an emergency news broadcast showed up on the screen.

There stood Amy Wood, the lady who talked about Angelica being murdered three days ago. "Oh, no!" I said. There she was now talking about Melany's aunt.

55 year old Bella Walker was found dead inside her Riverside home this morning by her younger sister Rita and niece Melany. Walker was stabbed in the stomach thirty-seven times. Walker was then drug half way down the stairs of her home. Police believe this Is the same person who murdered seventeen year old Riverside cheerleader Angelica Preston three days ago. They have noticed similarities in both murder cases. Both victims were murdered in bed and then drug away from the bed. Police will start investigation at 8 o'clock today. Till them I'm Amy Wood news channel 2.

I switched off the tv. There I sat, alone in the darkness of my room. I noticed the air was colder than usual.

I heard slight breathing in the corner of my room. I held my own just to be sure that it wasn't my own. I still heard it. Followed by slight sniffling. I grabbed the bat beside my bed then turned on the lamp.

There was nothing there. I let out a sigh of relief, but I was also angry with myself for being so paranoid. Just to satisfy myself I got up and walked around my room. I opened my closet door. Nothing there. I looked in every corner. Once again nothing there.

I layed in my bed. As I was slowly drifting asleep I heard a noise at my window. To tired to get up and see what it was I shook it off as nothing and finally drifted off to sleep.