I killed them, so what?

Chapter One

Sam on the side :)

One year later

It wasn't me. It wasn't me. It wasn't me. It wasn't me! IT WASN'T ME!

I shot up in bed. That dream again, ugh this is getting annoying. I rubbed my hands up and down my face in annoyance before checking the clock on my bedside table.

6:20

Why not just get up? I pushed the blankets and sat up; swinging my legs over the side of my bed I listen to the house. Listening to see if Michael was awake yet, listening for his footsteps towards my room and his hand banging on my door shouting for me to wake up. But I heard nothing. He must still sleeping. I drag my feet to the bathroom and turn on the shower.

"Cecily, you up? First day at a new school today, don't forget!" Michael shouted banging on my door.

"OKAY!" I shouted from the shower.

I stepped out and wrapped the towel around me as I walked to my closet. I want to make a big entrance to this new school, this new prestigious school. I took out a pair of dark grey skinny jeans, light grey tank top and a black leather jacket. Slipping them on, I checked myself out.

"Nice Cecy nice," I turned to see Sam leaning on the door frame. I smiled at him and posed. "Maybe if you curled your hair a little and added...now sit," he said pushing me in my chair. He grabbed a curler and worked his magic.

"I was wondering where the two of you were," Michael said from the door.

"Just finishing her up honey," Sam, said. "Just a little more...and done!"

"Thanks Sammy,"

"Oh, that's fine sweetie," he said with a flip of his wrist. I giggled at his action; Michael walked over and kissed him.

"Jesus, Sammy, your so gay," Michael mumbled.

"Only for you Mickey, only you,"

"As much as I love this lovey dovey shit, it's a bit much for me so early in the morning." I said giving them a mock glare. Michael smiled sheepishly while Sam smiled like nothing was wrong.

"Uh...well anyway, oh look at the time, Cecily I want you down stairs eating your breakfast right this minute and we need to be out the door in 20," Michael said sternly.

"Yes Sir," Sam and I said saluting him. He chuckled and the two of us ran downstairs shoving one another until we reached the dining room.

"Miss Winters and Mr. Darkwood, please reframe from running around the dining room, you may break something," Sonia said in exasperation. We crashed in our seats and apologies to Sonia before digging into our breakfast like mad cave men. "Miss Winters, table manners, you too Mr. Darkwood, I thought you knew better!"

We mumbled a reply with our mouths full and stumbled out the door.

"Oh no you don't, Samuel you're staying home!" Michael said from the door.

"But Mickey!" Sam whined. "I wanna go to school with Cecy!"

"No, you either stay home or you go to your boutique and Salon stores," he said shaking his head.

"Fine!" with a huff he stomped back into the house and slammed the front door behind him with a bang.

"Diva," Michael mumbled.

"What was that?" I asked amused. He blushed and mumbled a nothing. I laughed and jumped into my car.

"NO SPEEDING CECILIA WINTERS!" He yelled after me. I gave him a dismissive wave and sped off ignoring the speed limit.