The Uncertainty

Part 5

"What?" I whispered again. My mind couldn't comprehend with that information. "You sure?" I confirmed from her.

"Of course." She rolled her eyes on me. "We call him the beauty killer. You see, he attracts the girls and kills them." She chuckled a bit. "but we still don't know why someone would kill their own sister. I mean..." she shrugged.

'What the hell? I don't believe it. No one can kill his own sister. There must be a misunderstanding. It's just the rumor about him. People sometimes create them.' My mind was screaming at me but my whole body was still. Now I could understand why my mum was so worried about me being near to him. But I was unable to understand why my mind was not believing it. Why it was creating different scenarios to satisfy itself.

"You okay?" Becca asked me when she didn't get any reply from me.

I shook my thoughts to ask her more questions. I could see Isabella and David approaching. So, I asked quickly.

"Why would he kill someone and why didn't police arrest him?"

"If anybody knew, he would be in prison. And because police didn't find any solid evidence against him."

'So there is no evidence.' My mind smiled a bit. And it scared me. David and Isabella approached so I dropped the topic. But that information opened a whole new book of questions in my mind and it was killing me. David passed me my burger and soda and I thanked him. David started talking to victor who was pretty busy with his phone and Isabella sat with Becca. I just wanted Isabella gone. My leg was shaking nervously. I needed to do something about it.

"Where is Felix?" I asked, as the thought came in my mind.

"Oh yeah. Where is he?" Isabella replied hastily. Then continued. "Wait let me call him." And she went out to call him.

I can't believe it worked.

I moved a little close to Becca so that David and Victor couldn't hear us, not that they were paying any attention. David was so busy in something Victor was showing on his phone.

"Okay, so tell me?" I said, trying to sound as calm as I could. "If police didn't find any evidence against him, why you all think he is a murderer?" I could see Becca was now suspicious on my curiosity.

"Because he was always found at the scene but claimed that all the evidences are circumstantial." She said, eyeing me. I didn't ignore her suspicions this time.

"Okay... One last thing, promise." I said replying to her suspicious tone. "Were the two girls he 'supposedly' killed" I air quoted. "his friends?"

"Lisa. Anyone who goes near him gets killed. I am pretty sure he has killed more girls, but we only know of these. Because they were from our school." Before I could say anything, she continued. "And before you ask this, we think he has paid the principal a handsome amount for not kicking him from school." She answered another question which was there at the back of my mind.

"Okay..." I said, I was deep in my thought, I was a little scared of him. But part of me was relaxed on the bases, that there was no evidence. I was satisfying myself that it was all a misunderstanding and I felt the adrenalin that rushed through my body when I thought that I will find out the truth.

My thoughts were disturbed when Becca called my name.

"Lisa. Why are you asking?" The moment she asked, I replied honestly, without giving the question a second thought.

"I just got curious. My mum acted hysterically, when I told her that Chris Jameson saved me from ragging." Her jaw dropped on the floor when the words came out of my mouth.

"WHAT?" She practically shouted. Victor and David looked at us shockingly.

"What happened?" Isabella said approaching the table.

Oh, her call is finished.

"Chris Jameson... Saved you from ragging?" She continued without acknowledging the presence of Isabella.

"WHAT?" Isabella and Victor cried loudly. That caught me by surprise. David seemed to be alright with that fact.

"Is it that much of a big deal?" I said rolling my eyes.

"You need to steer clear Lisa. You could be his next target." Isabella said, sitting back on her chair. And my heart skipped a beat. "Don't take is casually." She warned me and my heart skipped another beat.

And the bell finally rang and i went to my next class without eating anything.

***

I parked my car behind my mum's car. I took a deep breath to relax myself. The new information had me on the edge all day.

We have an 'alleged murderer' in our school. He sits beside me in English. I could be his next target. And it's so difficult to steer clear from him. Damn it. My thoughts were making me crazy. I shook my head and took abreath. "It's okay." I mumbled myself. I opened the door and I went in.

My mum was not in sight. "Mom." I called her habitually and eyed her room. But she appeared from upstairs. 'My room' My mind screamed at me without properly thinking.

"Hey... Lisa. You home?" She asked distressingly. Confirming my thoughts.

"Mom? Were you in my room?" I asked her quickly. And then realized there were other rooms as well. She could have been in them.

"Lisa... I am sorry. I know you need your privacy but..." She said in a regretting tone. But didn't bother to finish her sentence. And I didn't understand. Well, now I was sure she was in my room. I was furious.

"But what?" I asked in the same furious tone.

"Lisa. Listen." And I folded my arms. "I am kind of worried about that Chris thing that happened yesterday."

"Oh my God MOM..." I cried shoving my hands up in the air. "It's done, we are done. And how this thing is related to my room?"

"You will not understand it. I will tell you later."

"Why not now?" I exclaimed. Even though I now knew why she was worried. I acted as I didn't know anything.

"Please Lisa. Leave this." She pleaded.

"Alright fine..." I said in an annoyed tone and went to my room. I decided to keep her in the dark about me knowing the truth about Chris. At the time, it seemed like the right idea. Plus, there was a lot on my mind, i didn't want to have an argument with her.

My room was the same as I left it. I threw my bag at the couch and myself on the bed and I didn't know when I fell into unconsciousness.

My eyes suddenly opened, and it was dark in the room. I was feeling hot, I got up and took my shoes off. 'What time is it?' I thought as I searched for my mobile. Then my subconsciousness alerted me about the clock I had in my room. I peeked at it and it was 30 past 2 in the morning. Standing in the middle of room I suddenly felt a cold breeze on my arm, and I got goose bumps. I looked at my window and it was open. I didn't open it.

'Probably mum left it open.' I relaxed myself. But part of me was scared. I walked towards the window to close it. While closing it, I looked at the forest in front me and it felt like every tree had eyes and they were staring at me. It was unbelievable. I was pretty sure I was dreaming but it felt so real. I looked closely, very closely and jerked my head out a little, resting my both palms on the edge of the window. Suddenly, I felt someone running behind me. The sound of footsteps increased with every milli-second and I turned as fast as I could but before I could, someone pushed me out the window and I screamed on the top of my lungs.

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