SECRET 8
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"Isn't it super coincidence that my boyfriend's body shows up behind your house and you're the one who finds it? Oh another thing. Why now? If the body is behind your house? Oh I forgot the last thing, the super coincidence."
I look up to see Sarah grinning.
"Why his body shows up after I tell you about the funeral?"
But before she left I hold her arms to stop her from walking.
"Yeah coincidence. But that doesn't mean I killed him." I said.
I heard Sarah laugh softly. She look back at me with a smile on her face. "I didn't accuse you of something." She said.
I raise my eyebrow to her and get up from my chair. I smile back at her and hold her wrist tight and pulled her near me. "I am not saying that you accuse me of something. Because you are right, it is just a coincidence." I whisper to her ear. "And isn't it coincidence, that you're with Chase bestfriend and happy when you found out that he is dead?" I continue.
She pulled her arm back to her with a mad face looking straight at me.
I know to myself that, I may be guilty for what happened to Chase. But atleast now I know, I didn't kill him. I have right to be defensive about myself.
"Sarah Wood, Mr. Holland wants you in his office." Our teacher said. "Isn't it coincidence? That Mr. Holland wants you?" I added and smile sarcastically.
She looks so annoyed and mad at the same time. Her coincidence chu chu fired back right to her.
"I'm not done with you."
I never know why Sarah is so mad at me, I mean even before Chase death. Every time I look to her she is looking at me with her annoying face. She always bumping me and act like a victim, but acts good when Chase is with her, with Chase around her.
I don't know what Sarah is hiding, but I know, her secret is enough for her to be C, for her to be Chase murderer. And now she's trying to make me look like guilty, or feel guilty.
It won't succeed.
Sometimes when life turns upside down, and your expectations burn. You are going to do anything and everything just to get it back, just to make it how it was before.
But...
How further?
2 weeks earlier...
A news shocked everyone.
A news that the reason why it happened, is me.
"A car has been found in WestHood Hill only this morning. The car is wrecked and crash into pieces. The police said that the car belong to a high school student in WestHood High but his body was not found inside the car. The police are now investigating the about this accident, because they believed that there is something more about this car crash."
I am listening to the news, we are listening to the news while were looking to Chase body.
"So what are we going to do?" Henry asks me.
To be honest, I don't know. I am afraid, I am scared to go in jail. If no one just stabbed him, I can make it look like a car accident, but now...
It is a murder.
"I have plans.." The only thing I can say right now.
But to be honest, I don't have plans, I am scared and confuse at the same time. I don't know what to do or how to act. I am weak.
Weak is the right thing, the right word to describe me that time, that moment.
I lost all hopes and lost every single ideas.
This will never happen if Henry didn't break his leg.
But why should I blame Henry right?
He is my friend, we are here together trough ups and downs. I shouldn't blame Henry. He is my friend, my best friend.
The person who should be blame here is C.
He f*****g destroy my plan.
And whoever that C, will pay for his sins.
Days had passed and until now people are very worried about Chase. Because now, Chase is missing for 3 days, that's what the police are saying, missing, but not dead.
I am guilty, of course I am guilty. Who am I to not feel guilty?
I killed Chase, everything is going to my plan until that C came in.
"Jackson." Someone called my name so I look back. I saw Katharina walking towards me. She is smiling.
I don't really know why, but everytime I see her, time is slowing down.
Katharina has this unique way of beauty.
Her hair is red, her teeth are white and she has freckles, but that doesn't make her ugly, instead, it makes her look like an angel falls from heaven. Her body is perfect, a shape of coca cola bottle to be honest, she wasn't that fat or skinny, her beauty is balance.
"Hey..." I said. I wanted to say a few words but I don't have the right words. I don't want to say words that is going to offend her. "Why are you looking at me like that?" She ask and she smile.
Oh God, even her face is so stunning...
This is what I am feeling when...
He dab his lips to mine.
His lips taste like a vanilla that I wanted for so long.
My heartbeats starts beating so fast, and I felt something down here in mine...
He pushes my neck down while he is still kissing me. I think this I heaven...
This is the first kiss that II got from boys, and it is much better than kissing girls.
"Nothing. It's just, you look stunning today. I can't help myself to stop looking at you." I answer her question. She smiled and her cheeks turns to pink because of shyness. She avoided eye contact with me.
"That is the first compliment that I got for this week." She said.
The first compliment in today's week?
How could no one compliment her? She is so unique in her very special way. How could no one notice her? If I could only stuck my eyes to her, I would. It's like looking at a Petunia flower... Because of the beauty of its redness, you just couldn't stop looking.
"You called my name.. So what is it you want?" I ask her. "You. I mean.. You for... I forgot what you forgot.. You know what? Forget it.. I'm gonna be late to my class. Bye, see you later." She said and she walk away from me while covering her whole face.
"What is that?" I look to Henry when he teases me about her. I smile back at him. "Nothing. It's just good to smile at this moment, knowing that of whatever reason, I felt like I am going to jail soon enough." I explain myself to Henry. "You are not going to jail. I promise." JE said and he out his arm around me and walks the hallway. "You just have to relax and don't stress yourself about what happened. It's not gonna bring any good lucks to us." He continued and he left me hanging on the hallway.
Life change, when you need it to change.
But why does my life didn't change even after I pled not guilty?
For killing Henry
- Writer
