The Cryptic Case of Bellamir Johnson

Chapter 2: How To Kill A Bully

The Cryptic Case Of Bellamir Johnson


CHAPTER 2

I never felt so good before knowing that someone I really hate, suddenly died, the same way I imagined it to be. After knowing what happened, I rushed to Kat. I saw her mom, anguished.

"Bell, you have to talk to Kat. She's been like this since last night." I thought she'd be celebrating. I saw the startled look in her eyes. I saw it. She was dreaded like I've never seen before.

"What happened Kat? Have you heard the news? (whispering) Mr. DD is dead." No response. She looked me in the eyes. I saw emptiness. Like everything was poured out of her until nothing's left.

"Kat, maybe, I got a little over board. We should have never thought of that. But Kat, why did Mr. DD's death exactly turned out like we imagined?" I talked and talked as if nothing's wrong.

"(in a hoarse voice) You really don't know what happened, do you? I thought it would end four years ago?" Kat said it hastily, but her eyes grew darker and then she ran upstairs back to her room.

"Maybe you should give her some space. Do you know what happened last night Bell? I thought you were together last night?" Her mother, Mrs. Schmuck, asked me.

"I really, don't know. Last thing I remembered, was... uhmmm... I think I went home after got some fresh air. Well, sorry for intruding Mrs. Schmuck. Tell Kat, I hope she gets well soon!" I told Mrs. Schmuck as walked out their front door.

I didn't went home directly. Instead of taking lunch at home, I dropped by the nearest convenient store, three blocks away from our neighborhood. My pleasure of Mr. DD's death was replaced with anxiousness and curiosity, and at the same time, I wondered what happened to Kat. I bought a sandwich and a cola and sat by the glass doors.

"Hey Amir! Oh, it doesn't sound AMIRICAN! Hahahaha!" The biggest bully in the entire neighborhood. Sam Dickerson. We call him Dick. He's with his two bulldogs, Spit and Shit. By bulldogs, I mean his douche sidekicks.

"What you doin' here bruh? Why not take your lunch in your house? Afraid of your lil' dead savage papa?" Dick murmured like an epileptic gangsta as he and his bulldogs laughed their smelly ass out. I went out of the store, leaving my unfinished sandwich.

"Where you goin' you little squelchy freak?" Dick said as he threw the leftover sandwich on my back. They laughed so hard as I walked out the store.

That night, I'm still thinking about Kat, abour Mr. DD's death. Maybe I got some sort of powers, that if I deviced some death plan, It may come true! Then I thought about another Mr. DD, Douche Dick. Then I heard mom entered the door.

"You're not taking dinner sweetie?" Mom asked.

"No mom. I'll just sleep." I replied.

So tired of thinking, I fell asleep. That night I dreamt of walking out my house. I went to Dick's house two blocks away from ours. It seems so real. I went up on Dick's window, and opened it. I wonder why it isn't lock. Maybe, Dick's still going out at night. In that dream, I tied his arms and legs on the sides of the bed. Then I woke him up and stuffed some sandwich on his mouth. He keeps eating it, and I keep stuffing more and more sandwich, pour dozens of cans of soda in his mouth as I cover his nose to make him swallow everything I'm putting in his mouth. Then suddenly, he stopped moving.

Then I wake up. I'm on the same position as I was last night. Then I heard loud footsteps, running towards my room. The door slammed open, and there's my mom panting. She lounged towards me, hugging me real tight.

"I thought that was one time. I never thought it will happen again." My mom. Sobbing.

I asked her, "What happened mom? I'm okay. Calm down, tell me what's happening?" As she calms down, she started telling me what happened.

"A kid named Sam Dickerson, died last night." She continued. Dick's death appeared to be the same as my dream --- suffocation due to overeating.

"So you're afraid it will happen to me? I don't eat much, you know it." I told her.

"Ye..ye...yes. I don't that to happen. Sorry to startle you, I'm just afraid of whats happening around the neighborhood."

That time I thought, that maybe I really have the superpowers to kill anyone the way I wanted it to be.




(Wooooooohhh! I'll continue chapter 3 next time! I know that maybe you already know Bell did it, but how? Or is it really him? And how does he end up waking on his bed, or not knowing what happened? STAY TUNED!!!)