Killer X

Chapter Four

Her mother comes rushing down the stairs with her sister in tow.
"Mom no!"
"Wha-" she looked at Charlie. In a pool of blood. Next to her dead father. Sobbing over his corpse.
"Izzy don't look" is all she managed to say. Isabelle ran up and looked down at her sister. 
"What's going on? Why's dad... on the floor? Why are you covered in his blood? What did you do?"
"Izzy you know me. I would never hurt him." After that she explained everything. They called the cops. Charlie spent the entire night at the precinct, drenched in blood, explaining over and over 10 million times what exactly happened. Everyone looked at her like she was crazy.
"So a tall male around 6 foot 8 inches attacked you in your home?"
"I've told you a thousand times yes!"
"Ma'am I'm going to have to ask you to calm down please. You are here to tell us what happened. We just want to make sure we're getting the full story."
"Ok I'm sorry. I've just seen my father be cut like his neck was a stake so I'm sorry that I'm a bit frustrated that I'm here and not at home with my family."
"Speaking of which." The officer responded.
"Your home is currently a crime scene. We're going to have to ask you to reside elsewhere. Do you have anywhere else to take your mother and Isabelle? Just until we can get your home cleaned up."
"I live in New York, so no."
"Actually, that'll work. We're only gonna need a few days and getting them out of here might be a good idea. If we need you, we'll call."
"Are you sure?"
"Of course. We can pay for your airfare if that would help."
"Ok. And it would be a huge help."
"We'll let you into your home to get your clothes and important items. But stay out of the kitchen."
"Thank you officer."
"Gordon. Gordon Weeks."
"Thanks Gordon. Do you think I could have a shower while I'm there?" She let out a sad chuckle.
"I'm sure I can pull some strings for you."
"Here's my number. In case you need us to come back."
It was almost 7 am. Officer Weeks had a police escort the remaining Afton's to their house. They packed their things. Charlie took a shower to wash off the blood. All the blood. Everywhere. After she was done they took her bloody clothes as evidence. After all that was done they left the house and went to the airport. With a police officer following them until they got on the plane. It's 9am when the plane lands.
"Say goodbye to St. Stephen, and hello to New York."

Hey guys! I'm sorry I've been so slow with releasing chapters. I've been running into a lot of writers block lately. So please be patient with me as I am still in school and have projects and homework! Know I have new stuff in the works! Thanks guys!