who killed jane?

Chapter 9

paul's perspective:

I nearly regretted even getting out of bed. I looked around while walking slowly towards my locker seeing the faces of my classmates I wanted to punch every single person I was just filled with anger and rage I just needed to know who killed Jane and why? it was the only thing i could even think about at this point, maybe it was a terrible idea for me to come to school today.  I got to my class but didn't pay any attention to the teacher whatsoever. She called on me a few times but each time i just laid my head down on my desk, she got angry and escorted me out of the classroom which i didn't care about at all the last thing i wanted to do was stay in the classroom. I went to the bathroom and just stared at myself in the mirror. I just couldn't stop thinking about her there was no reason for her to die, there was no reason for her to be murdered she should be here with me right now it's unfair. I punched the mirror which cut up my hand pretty bad but i didn't care, i was so angry that i couldn't even feel the glass in my hand. I put my hood on and snuck out of the school.

I walked right past the police station and right by my house. I walked all the way over to Jane's house and luckily her mother wasn't home. I walked up to the door and looked around for a spare key so that i could get into the house but i couldn't find one so i had to walk around the house. I was gonna walk to the back of the house but i stopped on the side of the house around where Jane disappeared and i just kept thinking about her being alive and seeing her smile. I kneeled down in front of a bush and began tearing up. I wiped my tears and slowly walked home. Before i opened the door, i got a text from ty and it seemed urgent he said "i'm omw there's something you need to see". so i waited on my porch for him to arrive.

After just a few minutes, ty pulled up to my porch. i stood up as he walked over "hey what's up" i said to him "hey" he said. There was a brief moment of silence until i said something "what did you wanna show me?" I asked "...come with me" we went to his car and drove a few miles away to a park, not just any park, jane's favorite park, she loved this park because she found it peaceful to just sit there and listen to the birds sing. I started tearing up as we got closer to the park "w-why are we here?" I asked "it's where jane felt most at peace, maybe it can help you, help us feel at peace as well".