One's Love

The Murder

Emile bit his lip nervously as he fiddled with his tie, staring at the floor.
"Now, do you understand why you are being expelled?" His principle asked in a strict tone. Emile paused before smiling and nodding.
"Tell me why, then." She demanded, only to look up and see that Emile had disappeared. The principles eyes darted across the room, extremely confused and slightly frightened.
"Because, you're a bitch." Emile hissed in her ear before stabbing her in the chest. She screamed loudly, trying to take out the knife. Rolling his eyes, Emile opened all the desks and cupboards, going through them. He punched the air in victory when he found the student files. He grabbed three specific ones and put them in his bag before running out the school, a bright smile on his face.

The sky was a dark blue by the time he got home, the stars twinkling brightly as Emile approached the ancient cottage in the middle of the forest, the only one around for at least a few miles. The forest was large, and the trees were as tall as sky scrapers. They had such thick leaves that you could walk through the forest while it was raining and only get slightly wet. It was the perfect location for a secret house. Emile had found it after he ran away from home, and the rain theory had been tested on the very first night of discovery. As he unlocked the door, Emile smiled at the sound of rain drops falling on the leaves, making continuous noise. He hummed as he walked in, only to be stopped.
"Where on earth have you been, young man?"
"We've been worried sick!"
"I was talking to my teacher, that's all. Sorry for making you worry," Emile said, hushing the two voices, "Now, do we have anything tasty, or do I have to go to the store again?" One of the voices thought for a moment before saying,
"We have your smoothies in the fridge.." it paused.
"And we have some egg and mayo sandwiches left over from the picnic, Dear!" the other said. Emile smiled brightly, running over to the fridge.
"Thanks Papa! Thanks, Daddy!" He said happily as he grabbed one of his smoothies. Pausing for a moment after he grabbed his sandwich, Emile looked up at his 'parents' on what to do. One immediately took notice at the scared look in the boys eyes and said calmly,
"We replaced the light bulbs, it's okay, Sweetie. It's not dark anywhere in the house anymore, we promise." Emile nodded, going to the living room. He smiled brightly when he saw that it wasn't dark, but light instead. Then, he gasped.
"You got me the cool light thingys! They're so awesome!" Emile exclaimed, jumping up and down. The voices chuckled.
"Mhm! You've been good recently, so we figured you deserved a treat." it said. Emile saw a remote and grabbed it, gasping when it changed colours.
"Oh my jellybean covered corpses! It's so cool!" He yelled excitedly, a bright smile on his face. Emile thanked the voices and sat down, putting his sandwich on the small coffee table. He poked a hole in the smoothie carton with the plastic straw before taking a sip. Taking off his trainers, Emile curled up on the couch, tucking his feet beside him comfortably. As he turned on the laptop, he smiled. He'd look at the student files after dinner, and that's when the real fun would start.