The car ride home was dead silent except for my moms occasional whimpers. I felt sorry for her, now both of the men she loved are dead. To make it worse we were the number one suspects in the case. However I already had a pretty good idea of who killed him. Kasey. I swear to the big man upstairs I'm gonna, I'm gonna, UGGH I can't do anything she's dead, well I could yell at her but I'll look like a complete nut if I do and someone sees me. Dammit Kasey how could you do something so stupid I mean-
"we're home, get out." my mom practically yelled cutting into my thoughts
"God what's your problem do you honestly think I had something to do with him getting killed and why do you even care HE PUT YOU IN A COMA FOR CRYING OUT LOUD WOMAN, YOUR CRAZIER THAN I THOUGHT"
"I don't care what you say all the evidence points to you"
"But I'm your daughter how can you not believe me when I tell you something important but it's you so there's really is no surprise come to think of it. I wish it was you who died not dad and Kasey" and with that I stormed to my and locked the door. I turn around to sit on my bed and there's Kasey sitting on the bed playing dolls.
"Why did you do it Kasey" I ask tearing up
"Because I wanted to, because it was fun, because he hurt mommy he was a bad boy and bad boys have to get punished"
"But now they think I did it, I can go to a bad place for a long time, a place where people could hurt me, do you understand Kasey"
"Then I'll kill again if i have to, I'll kill anyone that gets on in way to.."
"That gets in your way to what Kasey" and with that she was gone
