Chapter 9: His and Her Thoughts

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    “I killed all of them. I poisoned Sandy and made the contraption to make her fall from the second floor. I lured John into the woods and stabbed him with a kitchen knife. I suffocated Lily and joined you guys, pretending to be innocent but Indigo found out about it and I couldn’t kill him myself because Max came,” I added. What’s the use of being innocent when no one believes you? Plus, this is also the only way of stopping the killer from going on a killing spree.     “You killed John? The teachers said that he was on a vacation with his family,” Harvey said. He was on the verge of crying but I can tell that he’s forcing himself not to.     "Why are you confessing?” Mikaela asked. “Why not? We’re all going to die anyway,” I answered. At this point, I just want to be imprisoned. I’m already suspected anyway.     “We should kill her as punishment of her sins,” Polly stated.     “No, we would be the one placed in jail by then,” Cain said. He has a point; it’s just like stooping down to the sinner’s level, to my level. “What do we do then?” Alina asked.       Everyone has agreed on locking me up in a room until the teachers get back and we get to go home.     After a few hours, I’ve come up with a few good thoughts. One, I can’t last without eating since I’m used to eating every second at home. Two, this room is really nice. It has a king sized bed which is really comfy and has three doors. One of which is locked, the other is for the bathroom and the last one led to a patio where I can sit, look at the sky and think of the time when I confessed to crimes that I didn’t commit and regret what I did.     Three, this is just like solitary confinement in jail except that my place is nicer and they’re given food. Four, I don’t know why I’m thinking that they won’t give me food. Five, the teachers planned everything perfectly. Whoever stays alive at the end of this trip is the killer and that person will be the one they will arrest.     Six, I really want to change my clothes but my luggage is already part of the crime scene so I can’t. Seven, the others are guarding my door which makes me really uncomfortable because they might hear me talking to myself and think that I’m a lunatic or something. Although, they might already think that I’m crazy. Eight, this room is really nice.     Nine, I’m starting to get bored and I feel like I’m repeating my thoughts. I really need to clear my head and maybe think about the real killer.     Ten, I’m a little disappointed in Max. He really doesn’t believe me; he just looked at me and stayed silent while everyone agreed on locking me up in a room in two days.     I don’t blame him though, I doubted him first. I shouldn’t have done that. I should’ve asked him everything I needed to know. Should I talk to him?                                                                                                             Max’ POV     Should I talk to her? No, she’s been avoiding me. Was she guilt-driven? Is that why?     She looked like she was telling the truth but then again; I can never tell when she’s lying. I know she’s capable of doing all of these without being suspected, she’s more intelligent than how she appears to be so why would she confess?     If she did kill Sandy, why did she still go to the second floor? If I were the killer, I won’t go back to the crime scenes. Is it a way for her not to be suspected?     I know she didn’t kill John. I saw her stumbling into the forest. I heard her scream as she saw John’s cadaver. I felt her fear as she ran for her life. Is that just a show? Did she know that I was there even before we hid from the cops?     Why did she tell Indigo to kill her? Is that her way of getting him to kill himself?     “Are you listening to me?” Mikaela asked. We were helping the others guard the room. They never really agreed for us to guard the room because we’re her friends but we just want to stay here, make sure they’re not killing her.     “I’m sorry. I must’ve zoned out,” I answered. I have not been listening to her since I don’t know when; I just nod sometimes even if I don’t understand her.     My mind is just too occupied by my questions. Why would she confess? She could’ve just said that she stumbled upon the body when she and Indigo came in the room. Everyone would have believed that. Why did she confess?
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