Secrets 6

                 “Just take care of Martin, I’m be back in a few minutes,” I said when Will wouldn’t nod or let me go. He sighed and took Martin by the arm and led him to the kitchen. Without a word, I walked out of the house with him.

                “You saw what happened when that boy got too close to someone, he tried to tell them. Even if it happened to be you. I still had to get rid of him. You know the same thing will happen to you if you tell anyone,” the man said as he led me towards the woods.

                “I could have gotten him to keep him mouth shut,” I insisted.

                “I did, permanently,” he smiled. “Do remember, you wanted him gone.”

                “Don’t try and turn this me. I said I wanted him to stop bugging me. His blood is on your hands, not mine.” I snapped.

                “And now he will stop bugging you. His blood is on your hands, literally. Metaphorically, I suppose it is my fault.”

                “Damn straight it is your fault,” I nodded.

                “I suggest you should wash your hands, babe,” he smiled.

                “Are we done here? I’m tired.” I sighed.

                “Sweet dreams Chloe,” he said.

                “Oh, and back off the party. You’re scaring everyone,” I said as I walked away.

                “Okay,” he called. I went back into the house and everyone stared at me.

                “Sup,” I said awkwardly. The music came back on and I slipped back into the kitchen. Will and Martin were in there throwing ice at each other. “This stuff next ends well,” I sighed. “The good part is, if you get hit we can just say put some ice on it and laugh.” I said and they stopped.

                “What do you mean it doesn’t end well?” Martin asked.

                “First it like, ‘we’re just throwing ice at each other’ then after a little you’re making out against the fridge,” I explained. They both just stared at me. “It happens!”

Secrets 5

                “So, who’s going to be there?” I asked as Will drove.

                “I’m not really sure, probably like thirty people or something, I think most people don’t want to be around the crime scene,” Will replied.

                “Cool,” I nodded looking out the window.

                When we pulled up to the cabin the music was still blaring at top volume. There were still police cars in the front and reporters.

                “Earlier tonight, the body of Simon Heralds was found by classmate Chloe Gates,” We heard the reporter say. The Coroners were carrying Simon’s body into the ambulance we were passing causing me to freeze.

                “Come on Chloe,” Will whispered into my ear putting a hand on my elbow to nudge me. We made it into the house where we saw about twenty people sitting around or looking out the window. When the door closed behind us everyone jumped and looked over at us. “Hey everyone,” Will said quietly.

                “Hey Will,” Some said.

                “Hey Chloe,” others said.

                Will walked past me to the guy who threw the party, Martin. “I’m sorry this happened Martin,” he said.

                “It’s just kinda creepy, thinking that there was a killer at this party,” Martin said. “There are drinks and snacks in the kitchen if anyone wants anything.”

                “Thanks,” I nodded walking past the two of them. While I was in the kitchen I heard the door slam shut and the music was cut.

                “I’m looking for Chloe, Chloe Gates,” a voice said from the front room. I grabbed a Dr. Pepper, and walked to the doorway. The guy was wearing all black, black shoes, black jeans, black, shirt, and a black hoodie. From under the hoodie all you could see were his full lips and small nose. Even though I had never seen him in such bright light, I knew who he was, and what he wanted.

                “Dude, who are you?” Martin asked.

                “I’m looking for Chloe Gates,” he repeated.

                “I heard you the first time, now who are you?” Martin asked again.

                “Come out Chloe, come out of hiding,” he said in a taunting voice. I let my silky, long, copper hair fall over my shoulders and a little over my eyes.

                “Dude, you need to get out of here,” Martin said when he started moving forward. Martin grabbed his arm and He punched him right in the jaw.

                “I’m here,” I said, my voice strong and clear. He looked up and smiled at me with his pearly whites. I walked over to him and helped Martin up. “Get him some ice,” I said to Will.

                “No, I’m not leaving you alone with this creep,” Will objected.

                “I’m flattered Will, really, but I really don’t need a knight in shining armor,” I replied.