One Reason

~Chapter Fourteen~

All eyes were on me.

The killer won at his own game. How am I supposed to get out of this one?

The police kept ahold of me as they pushed me inside the station. The press were stuck outside as they tried to get pictures of me, the 'killer'.

I was framed by the killer.

"Michelle? what's going on?" I look seeing Dustin run over to me.

"Back away. Please sir-" The police says as I cut him off.

"Dustin, you know I was set up. On my phone, show them the texts." I speak up, adjusting my body for him to grab my phone out of my pocket.

The officer pushes me down into a seat next to Lance, him still being handcuffed too. I watch Dustin as he swipes through my phone.

"Look, look." Dustin hands the phone over to the officer. I look at the screen as he scrolls through the texts.

"Why didn't you come to the police sooner?" He looks from the texts down at me.

"They texted saying if we told the police they will kill Hannah. We told the police and they killer her. we were scared." I say out of breathe.

"Plus she couldn't of kidnapped me. She was there when the killer was there. It couldn't be her." Dustin says, pleading for me.

"Listen, I will talk to the sheriff. There is no firm ground on if Michelle did this, as Michelle was in a coma as when you went missing," The officer takes pictures of the texts, then hands the phone back to Dustin. "We will be getting papers from the hospital and if the facts show Michelle didn't do it she'll be let go in a couple hours."

The officer walks off to talk with the sheriff. Dustin sits down next to me, wrapping his arm around me. I lean into him, feeing his warmth and protection.

"Where's Melody?" I say glancing up at Dustin.

"Our mom needed her for something. I don't know what though." He leans down kissing my head.

-

"You two are free to go. Michelle your hospital charts show you never left the hospital the day Dustin went missing which helps your case. Lance, you donated blood when you got your arm checked and it seems your blood was stolen from the blood bank. Which makes sense with the blood bag. No finger prints were found on the bag. So the person who is framing the two of you is still out there."

The officer smiles at us as two other officer take off our handcuffs. Lance stands up stretching. I stretch out my wrists.

"Thank you." I nod up to the officer as the walk away.

"Oh god, I am so ready to go home." Lance turns to me smiling.

I nod to him. Dustin left an hour ago due to family reasons. Lance and I sat in the waiting room for three hours waiting to be let go.

"I'm scared.." I speak up, standing up next to him.

"And why is that?" He looks down on me.

"The last time the police read my texts. Hannah died. i'm scared someone else will die." I gulp, my throat being dry.

Suddenly a texts rings on my phone. I look down at the text from unknown,

'Radio station 23.6'

I look up from the text at Lance.

"I drove her. Come on." Lance grabs my arm pulling me out to the parking lot.

"Why did you drive here?" I say confused on why he would turn himself, even though he was framed.

"It's better than running away from the police." I nod to him as he unlocks his car. I climb into the passenger seat.

Lance fumbles with his keys starting up the car. I quickly begin to mess with the radio going to the station. We go silent.

"Hi, my name is Kerry Berling. I am 17 years old," Suddenly she stops as a cry begins. "I live at 456 Tall Road. The killer is here. I am next to die."

All that is heard after is her cry.

Lance quickly puts the car Into drive. He pulls out of the station.

"Where are you going?" I look over at him than the road.

"Uh, stupid question. We are going to save Kerry and unmask this killer." Lance says, as cries come from the radio. I turn off the radio.

-

Lance quickly pulls up to the house as the driveway is empty. He parks the car, getting out. I follow behind, slamming the passenger door shut.

I look up at the window seeing a black figure walking past the window.

"Lance we have to hurry!" I run over to him, going to the front door. I grab the knob as the front door is slightly open.

"Stay behind me." Lance moves in front of me. Walking in slowly watching his surroundings.

I quickly push past him running up the stairs.

"Kerry! Kerry!" Lance follows behind grabbing ahold of my arm to stop me. "Lance stop it."

I pull out of his grip, I hear cries coming from a closed door down the hallway. I run down the hallway opening the door.

"Kerry?" I look around not seeing her. All the sound was a recording playing. I walk over to the window sill which held a radio. I pressed stop as the crying stopped. "She isn't here.."

"Michelle?" I turn to lance, he was looking at the closet. His eyes moved down to the floor. Blood seeped out of the closet.

"Oh my god.." I walk over to the closet. I slowly begin to open it as Kerry's cut up body falls out.