I chuckle a little bit.....
"what do you mean by I killed my own father?! "I ask, it just seemed quite stupid to me....to kill my own father, I open my purse and bring out the cheque.....i wave it in front of them
"guys.... See I won s. p. a. r, aren't we going to celebrate?" I ask trying to change the topic, mum stands on her feet "you want us to celebrate?.....you think that you can just get away with something like that!" she yells and I roll my eyes
"guys.... I didn't kill dad! "
Jeremy opens a drawer in the living room....he holds what looks like a cassette, I frown looking at it "okay then....maybe you should explain this footage" he replies inserting it into the video player, grabbing the remote....he turns on the volume
I couldn't believe my eyes...
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"even.... If you don't want to let me in, just know it's about chelsea"
I don't even know why I was still listening, but the moment I heard Chelsea's name..... I had to open my room door.... I move back wards, just for safety....she holds out her hand in the air "I'm not gonna turn you in....trust me" she says.....her voice soft.
"I think it's about time you know the truth" she says sitting down by my bed side...... She pauses
"I know who killed your sister. "
*48 hours earlier*
They weren't lying after all....a girl wearing a face mask which compliments her black hoodie....stood in front of my dad.....the footage wasn't clear enough, but in less than a minute......dad fell to the ground....and under that mask.....those eyes had an hazel color.
Mum zooms the video to the black hoodie which revealed a strand of......my blonde hair?.....blood gushed from the man on the floor and the girl runs....the video stops, Jeremy had paused it.
My hand vibrates...... I put my hand over my mouth....not to let out a loud sound....tears trickled down my face.....i killed dad?....i killed...dad
I run into my room and shut the door.....Kaycee was gone, now dad.
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I open my eyes.....the sun shines from my window....how long have I been asleep?....i walk over to the mirror.....my eyes were red, I had been crying alot.....i hear sounds from the living room, my door creaks as I open it slightly....the corps?....does mum want to turn me in?....
Mum laughs as she has a small talk with the police officers, watching them come over became a constant thing, I check my cellphone....it was Tuesday, I had been in my room for like two days straight......i knew I was wanted.... I couldn't risk going out at all........ I run to my bed and pretend to be asleep as I hear foot steps.
Someone knocks "we need to talk" the voice says..... It sounded like mum....... No way, what if this was a trap.......what if she wanted to turn me in?....
"what do you want?" I ask, she sighs "even if you don't want to let me in.... Just know it's about Chelsea" I didn't even know why I was listening anymore but the moment she mentioned Chelsea's name I had to open my room door.
I move backwards......you know just for safety....she holds out her hand in the hair "I'm not turning you in.....trust me" she says..... her voice soft
"it's about time you know the truth" she says sitting down by my bed side
"I know who killed your sister" she says.....i stare at her....suddenly I seemed interested in what she had to say
"your father and I, we were going to tell you......when we felt you were ready to know" she pauses
"you didn't think I've been ready?.....all I ever really wanted was to see Chelsea again....and touch her, hug her" I say tears filling my eyes
"that's why we didn't want to tell you....it's been hard on us also, we lost Chelsea when she was nine.....everything we told you about that day was true.......except the fact that we told you we didn't know who killed her" she stops to touch my cheeks
"Chelsea was killed by a mongrel....yes, Kaycee's father" she says...... I couldn't believe my ears....kaycee's dad killed my twin?.....wait how did she know....
"I knew she was Chloe.....cana, the moment I saw her....i felt something was awfully odd...that's why it kinda threw me off...that's why I called her a bad influence, I didn't want my daughter being friends with a criminal's daughter.....i was scared, what if she tried to kill you too?.......but seeing you stand up for her...... I just had to" I throw my hands around her without thinking.
"mum.... It's okay" I say.....all I could think about now was revenge..... Was it to revenge on a filthy criminal?.....No, it was to revenge on my best friend's corpse......
YOU ARE READING
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JugendliteraturCANILLE SCARLETT is just your average teenager if I may assume, straight A's, quiet, shy but still known by everyone But what happens when your perfect geek starts to see the world differently And things begin to change,the question now is "how wi...
