The St Louis Murder

Chapter 5

The warm feeling filled me with joy as I felt the warm embrace known as a hug by my brother, he's not a physical-affection guy, I only recently found out by going through him and his girlfriends, Anastasia Brown, messages that his love language is gift-giving and words of affirmation.

My brother then pushed me gently, he had ditched his hang out with his mates to be there in this time of distress. I was home, and no not in some lovey-dovey way were being with my brother is making me happy, I meant I was literally home, I was sat in my bedroom and Noah was on my desk going through my draws

"So erm.." he stuttered "how did it happen?"
"She was stabbed in the back"
"She was betrayed?"
"No you dumbass she was literally stabbed in there back"
"Ohhh, that, that makes more sense"
I stayed quiet in hopes I wouldn't have to answer anymore questions but knew he'd ask them anyway
"So.. remember when you slashed Becky's eye"

"Oh my god shut up Noah! We were hangry and wanted a sword fight"

"So you slashed her eye and sent her to the hospital for 2 weeks" his Scottish accent thickened throughout that sentence

"I didn't know I was a literal child"

"Yeah sure"

"You know I have gone through hell and back today and you can't even be sympathetic over the fact that I lost my best friend" I snapped

His face when still and silent, he knew he'd cross the line but he couldn't pull himself to admit it, Noah's bad with words and could never pull himself to apologise, I could see the struggle on his face when he realised he's fu-messed up.. family friendly story time.

"Can you just get out, I'll deal with this on my own" I exclaimed

"fine.. hey uh mum and dad don't know yet so I'll just let you deal with that" he said and shut the door behind him

I walked over to my desk and looked into my Hollywood mirror and turned it on, the mirror was surrounded by images on me, Jade, Chloe and Becky.. who killed her, Her and Diane were gone in one day, who else was to be killed, and why did the school not call the police and let our class be trapped inside the school!

[it's the author here, Whitebug2, yeah I needed drama to happen so they got locked in the school and all the nuns and classmates ditched them, okay don't think to hard into it I just needed drama, okay back to Natalie's self contemplating :} ]

I pulled of one pictures of just me and Becky at the grand age of 13, we were eating Mr whippy ice creams with 2 chocolate wafer-sticks on both, My hair was in a slicked back bun and Becky's was just down to her shoulder, Becky grew out her hair later in life to around her waist but she always wore it in a messy ponytail. My shirt was a white crop top were as Becky wore a Navy blue shirt with the words 'this is my husband' and showed a picture of David Tennant on it, I was wearing circular sunglasses with starts on the handles, the sun shone bright on Becky's unprotected eyes, we were sat on the sandy steps of the harbour beach as the golden sun shone bright in are face. I miss those days, the days were we didn't care about grades or bitches like Malachi.

I heard a knock at the front door, I realised the possibility of my brother NOT being on his headset while playing COD is slim so I rushed up and ran down stairs, I assumed it was a parcel I ordered - I ordered 1 week ago a I ordered a hoodie with a small bat on the side - but as I watched the white front door with blurry octagon window fling open I saw it was Chloe with a backpack flung over her shoulder, she was crying and her eyes were swollen red

"Can I come in" she sniffled, I agreed and brought her up to my room

She sat on my bed and crossed her legs as I passed her a tissue box