Morgan

I feel numb as I walk out the school gates. Someone bumps into me and apologies. But I just continue on my way.

All this time.....

All this freaking time....

" IT'S ALL BECAUSE OF YOU!!! " I yell loudly as I kick a nearby trashcan at the side of the road. Ignoring the confused and concerned stares from the people around, I continue to walk. Actually more like stomp.

Why!? Why is she doing this to me!? Why does she hate me so much that she wants me dead!? What did I ever do!? My head is aching again just thinking about it! Lydia had been paying Jessica to bully me...It's really hard for me to accept....just what is she trying to gain by doing all this. They bullied me everyday, doing terrible things to me and I thought I was protecting her from getting bullied too. Who knew she was just the one pulling the strings! I bet she laughed behind my back every time I was bullied. I always thought my miserable life was a little better only because of my dear friend. I thought I had someone who cared about me. Who understood me. But I was so wrong...I feel like such an idiot!

I stop dead on my tracks. Wiping my eyes I curse myself for being so stupid and a crybaby. I cried in the restroom before so why do I still have more tears left! As if my heart wasn't already torn apart before, she just HAD to pick up the pieces and throw them in the shredder. Where did it all go wrong ? I never did anyone wrong so why!?
I'm beginning to think the two murders we're her doing too.

I was too immersed in my own thoughts and grief that I didn't even notice a bicycle coming straight my way from behind. It seems the boy had been shouting.

" I SAID MOVE ASIDE! " the rider yells!

But its too late. The moment I move aside, the rider had already turned the direction and has a collision with a tree.

I gasp and walk over to him as he tries to get up from the ground. He looks about my age.

" I am SO sorry. I was spaced out and didn't even notice! " I say frantically.

" Nah, its ok. Happens to the best of us. The brakes actually just broke " he says as he dusts off his clothes. He's so pale with dark eyes. Although his hair is dyed platinum blonde which looks weird on him.

" umm that was a nasty fall. Are you hurt anywhere ? " I start searching for a wound on his legs, arms and head.

He laughs softly " I'm really fine. You don't need to worry. Falling off a bicycle is kinda my thing "

" wait, your knee! " his left knee is scrapped and blood starts coming out.

He looks at it " Oh. Chill, its no big deal. Just needs a bandage " he says. He picks up his bike and inspects it for any damage.

I really really need to go to Lydia's house! But....I hurt a good person because of her. If I just leave, I might regret it later. He is a nice guy who dosn't deserve this.

I spot an empty bus stop bench few feet away. I grab his hand, which surprises him, and walk towards over there.

" umm what are you doing ? " he asks in confusion.

" Just shut up and sit down " I say sternly as I take out some tissues from my bag along with a watter bottle. I have no time to be polite. He shuts up and awkwardly sits down. I kneel down, moist the tissues with water and dab them at the wound. He winces but then remains calm. I notice him take out a pink blue lollipop from his pocket.

" I'm Ethan, you ? "

" I don't give my name away to strangers" I answer.

" hmm ok then. why were you crying ? " he asks suddenly. Unwrapping the candy.

I freeze " w-what do you mean ? "

" your eyes are swollen and you were crying on the road too. Did something happen? " he utters putting the lollipop in his mouth.

" Its none of your business " i say as I take another tissue and dry the area.

" I know. But still. I'm kinda curious " he smiles. I remain quiet. Bastard. This isn't some kinda gossip. I quickly need to get this done and go.

" Ok, if you won't tell then I'll take a guess! Hmmmm, ok.....lets see....." he pretends to be deep in thought.

" This is ridiculous. " I search for a bandage inside my bag. I'm sure there were one or two here. Oh, found it!

" you had a fight with your friend! " he says snapping his fingers. My eyes widen in shock and I accidentally drop the bandage.

" Seeing your reaction, I think I was right on the money! " he smirks.

I regain my composure and pick up the bandage. "...how.....did you know ? "

" oh ? I just guessed. I had an intuition or gut feeling whatever you wanna call it. And my gut feeling is ALWAYS right " he says proudly. I need to get away from this guy as soon as possible.

" So tell me about it. Talking about it may make you feel better. " he says. Such a pain.

" Its nothing really. We just fought over something serious. And...it started because of her. Thats it. " I say as I stick the bandage on his knee. Done finally.

" well, it was nice knowing you and again I'm sorry about that. Good day " I quickly get up and just as I'm about to run off, he stops me.

" wait!....take this " he says and hands me a lollipop. ...spicy flavour..?

" ummm " is all I could say with confusion.

" As a thanks for the bandage and also to cheer you up. Friends are the treasures of life! You need to settle things quickly with your buddy! Otherwise it'll just keep weighting down on you " he says while smiling and doing a dramatic pose.....how childish.

As soon as he goes over to his bicycle, I make my escape! Damn it! I wasted so much time! I need to get there quickly!

I breath heavily standing infront of her house. Finally....made it. The lights are all off. Is she hiding?

I run up to the front door and press the bell three times. No answer. I press it again 5 times. Still no answer.

" LYDIA I KNOW YOU'RE IN THERE! " I yell as I bang the door. No response. Guess I'll have to sneak in then.

As I step down the stairs of the porch, I notice a man who I suppose was passing by stop and look at me. After that he walks towards me.

" Are you here to see the girl that lives here ? I think her name was... Lydia Jackson ? " he asks

" umm yes ? " I answer.

" Are you her friend? " he asks. I seriously hate that word now.

" yes, she didn't come to school so I was worried " my mouth tastes bitter after saying that.

" oh, she actually left this morning. Said she was going to her parents house for a couple of days. Maybe it was an emergency since she left without telling you "

I grit my teeth. That sneaky little.....

" you know, I didn't even ask her anything and she just came to me saying that a person will come asking about where she is so I should tell her that she's at her parents house. It seems she knew her nice friend would be worried about her. " he laughs. Not funny old man.....not funny.

" oh theres another thing she said too. Hmmmm what was it again? It was funny " he thinks for a sec and then snaps his fingers.

" ah! It was ' Are you the cat, or the mouse ? ' whatever that means " he says and walks away.

I see now. I understood what she meant by that. She wants me to chase her. The cat part is that atleast but about the mouse part. Is she chasing me ? Dosn't make sense. Then who could it be.

As I walk back towards the house I think about what I should do. As I chew my thumbnail, I feel frustrated. She keeps slipping away from my hand! Forget about school! I'm gonna be jailed after I kill her anyway. Whats the point...

My dream was to live a peaceful happy life. But now...I only have one goal and I'm not afraid of the consequences or what I have to do to achieve it.

" I need to kill her at all cost after I find her "

After I reach home, I realize something. Mom is home. Ugh...

As I quietly open the door, my heart rate increases. I really don't wanna get beat up again. I tip toe on the wooden floorboards cursing myself on every creaking sound I make. Walk towards my roomdoor and go inside. After that I gently shut the door and lock it. Phew...that was easy

Wait...easy ? Somethings off..

And now that I think about it, the house is unusually quiet. I'm starting to get a bad feeling about this.

I unlock the door and open it.

I stay quiet for a sec. Even hold my breath. Yes, I was right! Its very quiet. Is mom not home ? But I saw her car outside. Usually I'd hear her crying or snoring.

I walk towards her room. Every step fills me with such unease and nervousness. I notice there's a stench in the air that keeps getting thicker the nearer I get to mom's room. Getting a really horrible feeling, I rush over to her room and slam open the door.

" MOM! " I yell. But what I see before me, leaves me frozen in my place with wide eyes. I bring my hands to my mouth and nose at the horrible smell.

My mom lays there with a shocked expression on her face. Her stomach sliced open till her throat and her insides spilling out. She lays there motionless surrounded in a pool of her own blood.

Suddenly I feel sick to my stomach and gag. My breath quickens. No....this....this can't be happening...

I see on her chest, near the neck, a pair of angel wings have been carved on the skin.