Chapter 3

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[News]

I sat down in my seat, ignoring the looks I was receiving and the throbbing pain in the stomach thanks to Alya.

Class started, everything went back to normal as the teacher babbled on and on about some kind of equation and shit that I wouldnt be able to understand.

After a painful hour, we were dismissed. While everyone rushed out into the halls to find their friends, I checked out the news page on my phone since I didn't actually have any friends to talk to.

'Killer on the loose'

Hm? This looks interesting... I scrolled down to keep reading.

'A couple, aged 31 and 32 are found dead in their apartment. The police have yet to give us details on the gruesome murder that occurred on 20th January, 2017'

I scrolled down a little more to see the poor victim's faces, only to stare in disbelief that it was the picture of my father and his new girlfriend.

What?

My mind suddenly blanked. It went on auto pilot for the rest of the day, including the period when Alya and her lackeys shot paper balls at me.

All I knew was the second the last bell rang, I dashed home like a mad man.

I slammed the door open,

"MOM! HAVE YOU SEEN TH-"

I couldnt finish my sentence as two police officers were busy handcuffing my mother, who was in tears. I stood at the door, unable to move as my mother screamed out profanities.

"Mom?" I  whispered shakily as my eyes began to brim with tears.

"S-she did it! N-not me!!" She wailed as she pointed at me with her leg as she tried to shake off the officer.

"I am sorry young lady but your mother is accused of the murder of two people... One being your dad I assume?" A officer with a weirdly shaped mustache bent down to ask me.

"..." was my pathetic reply.

My mother kept crying as she desperately tried to prove herself innocent. I kept quiet as she was led out of the house and soon the house fell into deafening silence.

I closed the door, bolting it. But soon collapsed onto the floor, letting the tears fall as I screamed in frustration that I wasnt able to do anything. I kept crying and murmuring to myself that they were wrong and that they all should...

Die

My crying soon lessened to sniffles as I curled up into a ball and fell asleep.

A/n: istg my writing is getting worse >.< I need better ideas for this...

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