Nesscas Oneshot Haven

Murder

Lucas

I stand over the body, my first body, what should I do with it? Hide it? Leave it? What to do? If I leave it then he'll be put under missing, but if I leave him it could cause some panic. Minimal panic, but panic nonetheless. You know what, I'll leave it. I smirked at the body, the knife wound in his neck spilling blood. Do I know the guy? No, well only his name, but besides that, no. I assume he's a very pleasant businessman, who was doing his daily tasks and just accidentally made an enemy with the wrong person. Daniel, his name, is someone who would be in the financial business. Taxing and stuff like that. Of course, he'd make an enemy of something. No one likes taxes, add to the strange factor of the kid who handed me these orders.

I don't do business with my clients in person, there is always a middle person. Do I know this middle person, no. I only know what I know, which isn't much. I'm new to this business, but I can already tell I'll like it. This job was to simply get rid of Daniel, that's it. I kneel to look into his eyes that lay open. "Man, I bet you were a ladies man back in high school. Just like my friend is, you guys seem like you'd make great friends," I tell the man that still holds some bit of life in his eyes. When someone is killed, their life moves to their eyes, and when their eyes dim, they're gone. Why do I kill? That's a complicated question with an answer that is complicated as well.

Either way, I've been eye-rapping this poor dead man's body for far too long. The night sky hovers over us, and I look into this sky. The stars, I love them. The glittering and shimmering, calming. I decided it's about time to dip. And plus, it's a school night, my mom'll kill me if I stay out too long. I quickly ran home. I climbed up a tree and crawled onto the roof. I crawled slowly across it to get to my window, which was cracked open. I brought out my trusty old stick, that my friends claim I use as a dildo, to open the window. I crawled in and closed the window and locked it. I stretch while sitting on my bed, then the lights turned on. I turned around and saw Claus sitting on a chair, crossing his legs and with a cup of tea in his hand. He even had his pinky up. We stared at each other for a while. He took a loud sip of the tea, not breaking the tied rope that he holds between us.

"So, what were you doing?" Claus asked in an absolute shitty British accent.

"For the last damn time impersonating a British person won't get you laid."

"A GUY CAN DREAM DAMN IT." He then cleared his voice and took another sip of his tea. "Answer my question."

"I was out."

"No duh. Where?"

"Ness' place, we needed to do some stuff." He squinted his eyes and took yet another loud sip of his tea. "You don't have any tea in there do ya?"

"Does it look like I drink tea?" I pointed the pointy part of my stick to the door. He sighed and stood up. He opened the door then looked back at me. He took one long and loud sip of his tea-air. He then stepped out and closed the door. I shook my head and tucked myself in bed. He's an idiot.

Today is the day after, and I made sure to watch the report of Daniel on the news. It was rather intriguing to hear their theories. They even have a suspect, is that suspect me, not even close. Well, there was a small moment of silence for Daniel in school. I currently am in gym class. I've always hated this class for one simple reason, the locker room. For someone who is stuck inside a closet, being in a room of naked people is rather tough. Look at someone for too long, weird, rapidly trying not to look at someone, weird, staring at nothing, weird. My friends make this dildo joke with my stick because of the fact they love seeing me go off on them. Speaking of my friends, Ness and Ninten are walking my way. And of course, Ness, has nothing but his underwear on, god kill me now. I tried to act like I didn't notice them and just grabbed for air in my locker.