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Chapter 2: The Day His World Stood Still

October 15th

I laid in my bed. I just laid there, since we reported Liz missing. I didn't know how things would work out. A lot of things didn't make sense. To be honest a lot of things didn't make sense. The killings were weird. Two of them were people I knew and the other was just some random chick. And then my sister Liz was kidnapped. I tried to see if I can remember the other girl who killed. I couldn't remember her. Was she just some random girl who was in the wrong place at the wrong time? Or was she somehow connected to my life.

I left the thought behind and picked up my phone, forgetting that there's no one else to talk to. The two most important people in my life are dead. Yolanda's funeral is being held tomorrow. I hope it's the last one I go to for awhile. It has now been 73 hours since John's death. Within 73 hours three people have been withdrawn from my life. And there was nothing I can do. Nothing at all

I thought about Yolanda. Did she suffer? I started to cry. Again. I thought back to when I first saw her. It was a cold winter night, my family was at a lodge for a week during Christmas. And there was a big snow storm when we got there. And to our surprise, the family that had been renting it were still there and hadn't left yet. The storm was so bad they had to stay. Liz roomed with Yolanda and I had a room to myself. At first I was shy around Yolanda. I didn't really start to see interest in her until that night when I dreamed about her. Yolanda in my dream had kissed me, we just made out in my dream, nothing else. When I woke up I was sweating. At first I thought I wet myself but it was just sweat. I then when I was called down to breakfast. Yolanda sat across from me. For a minute I just stared at her. I thought she was pretty. She looked at me then I quickly looked away.

After breakfast, I went into my room. A few seconds later Yolanda came in. "Hey, I saw that your were staring at me." Yolanda said. "Yeah, what's wrong with that." I said back.

"If I had something on my face you would've said something so I guess you were looking at me, so Do you think i'm pretty?" She said. Damn. I felt so embarrassed. "Um..I..Uh.." I stuttered. "It's okay, but next time don't be too obvious." She said and walked out of the room, then she quickly came back in. "Oh, and to be honest, you're very cute yourself." She said with a smile and left. I swear I don't think my cheeks have ever been that red in my life. I hadn't fallen in love with her till school resumed. Yolanda was at my school. I never seen there before, she had transferred here from Poughskeepie. When she looked at me, I didn't look away this time. We both just stood there in a crowded hallway, staring at each other. And in that moment, I wanted to be with her. And only her.

I pulled myself back into reality, she wasn't here anymore. I cried again.

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October 21st

It's been a week since Liz was kidnapped, And the two most important person in my life were brutally taken from me.Liz's kidnapping hasn't been fully investigated. The police have been more worried about the murders. They think that the person who killed John, Yolanda, and Tasha had kidnapped Liz. I thought differently. Why would a suppose serial killer just kidnap someone and not kill them. I think the person who kidnapped Liz was someone different. The murders were someone else. I was pissed that they didn't care about Liz. They really haven't even scratched the surface under the murders. I was majorly pissed. I went to my room. I was trying to find out what to do about this. But what can a 16 year old boy do? Nothing. I wonder how much more effort the police would put in if it was one of their loved ones.  The police said something about the murders being connected in many different ways. But what I wanted to know, who was Tasha. I never talked to her, I only knew of here, so how could she be connected to my life? 

Then I thought again. Excluding Tasha, everyone involved in this was close to me. Were these two different people trying to get at me? Is it revenge? But I never did anything to anyone. What would someone have to gain for killing an unknown girl in my life, my best friend, and my girlfriend. And why would someone kidnap Liz? Nothing was making sense at all. Today was confusing and frustrating. I thought today shocks were far from over.  was wrong.

When I was searching thourgh Liz's stuff to see  if there was anything left. I looked up and down and then a bottle fell to the floor after I sturggled to pul one of the drawers to her dresser out.. Pills. I looked at the label. Painkillers. I studied it and saw that it was recently bought, I ran to her garbage, nothing. I then ran to her clost and I found a shoebox filled with at least a dozen painkiller bottles, all empty. My sister must've became hooked. I hade to make sure that no one found this. I didn't give a rat's ass that this could be usful to the investagion. That wouldn't speed things up, I took the empty bottles to my room and fixed Liz's room up. I looked at all the bottles. The earilest bottle was maked September 4th, 2012. Her first day of freshman year. Why would she start then?

I couldn't think about it now. I had somewhere I needed to be. I put the box safely behind old shoe boxes, bags, and other stuff. I would make sure no one on heaven, earth, or hell would find these bottles. I have no one to show this stuff to. My best friend and girlfriend are dead.

You would think that I was a wreck but I'm not, at least on the outside. I was raised to not show emotion. My father showed his emotions which got him beat up at a young age. That wouldn't happen to me. So I hide my emotions. I moved all thoughts to the back of my head and went to my desk and grabbed my keys. I ran outside to go to my car. "Young man where the hell do you think you're going?" I heard my dad yell. "I need to go for a drive. I need to clear my mind."  My dad gave me a steern look. "Fine but I expect you back in an hour or else." He said. "Yes sir." I responded. He gave me a nod and I went into my car. I looked at my father for a second. Then backed up and drove. I think he would've thought that I would left going towards the park. But I turned right. Towards Pofut Lake.