Jax's POV

    "You killed an innocent person, I'm calling the cops to turn you in!" Christopher yells at Unknown, who is still inside the wall. A psychotic laugh comes from inside the wall. Why is he laughing this is serious? He killed an innocent boy, he must pay for what he did. "Why are you laughing?"
    "If you turn me in, I can turn you in for Toby's murder!" Unknown tells Christopher , with his psychotic laughter still present as he speaks. Why did he change all of a sudden? He is always calm, so him turning into this laughing psycho isn't normal. I turn to Christopher. His eyes are wide and his whole body is trembling. "What, to scared to speak Christopher Matthew Lang?"
    "H-how do y-you know m-my full name?" he stutters. Unknown's laughter becomes louder. Why is he like this? The laugher creates a ringing sound in my ears. It stops. It just stops, out of nowhere. Unknown steps out of the wall and slowly walks over to Christopher. A crooked smile is plastered onto his face. Christopher trembles and steps backward. Unknown bends down a little to put his mouth next to Christopher's ear.
    "It's because I know more about you than you think I do," he whispers into the terrified boy's ear. I feel myself start to shake. The tall slender boy moves away from his last victim's friend. He starts to laugh, again. The calm parent like figure I know Unknown to be is gone and is replaced with some crazy psychopath.
    "Wh-what the hell is wrong with you?" I force myself to yell. He stops laughing and walks over to me. He grabs my arm and his terrifying smile gets bigger. I see Christopher run into the kitchen. I start to shake harder. He bends down next to my ear. I can hear each of his breathes. I shut my eyes. I want to cry, but I'm just way to scared to. His hot breath continuously hits my ear.
    Clang.
    The hot air stops hitting my ear and he lets go of my arm. I open my eyes to see Unknown on the floor and Christopher standing by him holding a tray that I use to make cookies. I stare at Christopher. He looks terrified.
    "Hey, are you alright?" he asks. I hive him a simple nod. He hugs me. "Thank God you didn't get hurt." I wrap my arms around him. Tear fall out of my eyes. One of our good friends are gone.
    "Can we move him into my room?" I ask softly.
    "Yeah, I'll take him upstairs, you just stay here and calm down," he tells me, his voice is still a little bit shaky. He carries the unconscious body upstairs and I can hear them go into my room. I sit down on my couch an curl up into a ball.
    Five minutes pass and Christopher comes downstairs. He looks at me and then sits down.
    "I got a call that said we were invited to Jason's funeral," he tells me glumly. He sighs. "This'll be my third funeral this year." I look at him.
    "Your third?" I question.
    "Yeah," he sighs, "I went to Jeremy's then Toby's and now Jason's." I put my head back down into my little ball. "I think I'm going to go home for real this time." I just nod slightly at him. He gets up and leaves my house.
    "Why did you have to kill Jason, Unknown?" I ask outloud.

(A/n) Heyyyyyyyy, sorry for not updating. It's called I'm lazy and a huge procrastinator. I'm sorry for the short chapter too. I hope you enjoyed. Peace out! ~Tiny