The Day I Died

The Day I (Almost) Killed Scary Guy

Chapter 18

The Day I (Almost) Killed Scary Guy

"Liam!?" I shout, causing his head to swivel.

"Scarlett!" He exclaims, kicking out his legs.

"Who're you talking to, boy? Ain't no Scarlett here to help you."

The scary guy gives the area I'm in a quick glance.

"You gone crazy, boy."

Think.

Think.

Think.

"Ill help you!" I yell, running into the kitchen.

I pull open draws at random, assessing the objects inside as fast as humanly possible.

Wooden spoons - not enough damage.

Knives - too much damage.

Saucepan - perfect!

I pick up the handle and it breaks off in my hand, making a metallic clunk as it hits the ground

Oh for the love of-

"Hey! Who's there!" Scary guy shouts and I rummage in the cupboard.

Frying pan - even better.

I raise it above my head and walk behind the guy.

"You told me the house was empty, were you lying to me?"

Liam looks towards me, his eyes wide.

I bring the pan down on scary guys bald head. He falls to the floor with a thud and Liam sighs with relief.

Yes!

Scarlett 1

Scary Guy 0

I squeal. "Omg did you see that!"

I look down at the guy and nudge him with my foot.

"Uhr... So what do we do now?" I ask, biting my lip, I've never really bein in this situation before.

1 Scared Guy

1 Ghost

1 Unconscious Man

It's becoming a horror story.

Liam reaches down and puts his fingers at his neck.

"I can hardly feel a pulse, he's out cold! How hard did you hit him?" Liam looks up at me and I scrunch my face up.

"About medium?"

"We need to phone the police...and probably an ambulance. I'll be right back."

Liam rushes out of the room and comes back several minutes later.

"I told them that he was trying to rob the place and I came back from school early and caught him- and hit him with a frying pan out of everything in the house." He raises his eyebrows pointedly and I resist the urge to throw the pan at him.

"Why weren't you at school?"

"What?" He laughs. "That's an odd question."

"You're never at school, why?"

"It's a long-"

Scary guy grunts and rolls over.

"But Ma, I don't like peas..." He mumbles and I sigh in relief. Phew, he's alive.

"-and well I got suspended until after Christmas break."

I look up and sigh.

"Why do you try to be all badass? You get suspended, almost killed by scary guy here and sell motorbikes which I'm pretty sure isn't legal-" I give him a look and he nods reluctantly.

"But you make pancakes and wear tutus and throw towels at people when you're scared! What is up with that!?"

Before he can reply there is a sharp knock at the door and Liam welcomes them in before telling them the story, even the police officer laughs when he mentions the frying pan.

20 minutes later the house is back to normal and I'm in the kitchen making brownies.

After a day of arguments, family drama, knives, scary guys, police and frying pans, I need some brownies; smartie brownies.

After they're done, I decorate them with even more smarties (Its been a hard day, okay?) and leave them to cool. Im reluctant to start washing up so when the door goes I stop what I'm doing immediately.

"Something smells nice! Did you bake, Liam!" A voice shouts, walking into the kitchen. The girl stops suddenly and for a minute I think she can see me.

"Liam?" The girl shouts, walking over and taking a brownie before munching on it.

She can't see me.

I hear the thundering of steps and Liam appears, looking from me to the girl.

"Smarties in brownies. Genius." The girl stops and glances at the crumbs on her fingers.

"Good job." She grins and Liam shakes his head.

"I didn't make them..."

"Ugh it wasn't Kaley was it? If she made them I may have to vomit."

"No, it was-"

Liam pauses and shrugs.

"I know who it was, it was Scarlett wasn't it? She's the only girl I know that makes smartie brownies."

Liam's eyes widen and he looks like a deer caught in the headlights.

Ladies and gentleman, allow me to introduce my best friend.

Alice.