Monster

Chapter 10

Chapter 10

After school, I ran to my mom's car, not waiting for Jason. 

"Mom, can we get some paper towels from the store?" I asked. 

"For?..." 

"A...school project for extra credit. When I turn the paper towels in." My mom frowned and looked at me as if she didn't believe me. We drove to the Acme. When we got out the car, I tried pulling my mom's arm, but she snatched her hand away. 

"Slow down, Ella!" But I was already in the store. As I headed for the paper towels section, I bumped into Jason! He was obviously annoyed. 

"Hello, Ella," he greeted dully. I frowned at him. 

"This isn't over yet, Jason," I hissed. She smiled. 

"What are you talking about?"  

"Don't act like you didn't kill Mrs. Barkely!" I snapped. I saw my mom come walking up to me out of the corner of my eye."oh, hi there honey. You must be Ella's friend." He nodded solemley as he glanced at me.  

"Well Jason. We have to go shopping for toilet paper. Bye!" I stuck my tongue out at him and he flipped me off. 

"Loser, I muttered.

When I got home, I headed straight for the basement and started to clean up. I got rid of my instruments. & destroyed any other evidence in the lab so the police wouldn't find anything. Heading upstairs, I sat down & reflected on Jason. Jason is such a freak, I thought. Why did I even try to trust him? Lying down on the couch, I decided to go to Jason's house & call the police. But what if the officers didn't believe me? There's only one way to find out, to actually get their attention. I started to Jason's house, confident. They'll have to believe me. Anyone can be a murderer, right? I knocked on Jason's door. I heard his name being called and footsteps. He answered the door. 

"Hello Ella?" 

"Can I come in?" 

"I don't know, can you?" I angrily pushed passed him. He sat down at the kitchen counter and smiled. 

"Why are you here?" 

"Because, I just wanted to say I'm sorry for being rude at the supermarket.' 

"Its ok." I watched as he walked into the living room. 

"Hey Ella, could you make me some hot chocolate?" He aked. I nodded. I immediately headed for the phone and dialed '911'. After a few rings, someone picked up. 

"Hello? Baxterville police station, how may I help you?" I swallowed, then said,- 

"Hello there's a murderer at my house!" I whispered, but loud enough so he could hear me. 

"How old is this murderer?" 

"He's 10". I heard laughter over the phone. 

"Is this some kind of prank call?" 

"No, I-" I felt a hand snatch the phone away from me. 

"What do you think you're doing, Ella?" He growled. I glared at him

"I'm calling the cops on you, Jason." He just laughed.

"Like they'll believe you!" I sighed.

"You're right. They won't believe me. Not unless I have proof!"

"That's right. What're you gonna give them? A bloody knife?"

"I don't know...... but I got rid of MY evidence!"

"Either way you get caught! They can check your fingerprints!" As he started to inch towards me, I grabbed a knife for protection.

"Ella, put the knife down , ok? You don't really wanna kill me!" He warned. When he started to reach for me, then I stabbed him in the arm & ran out the house through the back door. I didn't stop until I was a block from my house. Great, now Jason was going to tell on me! What do I do? Sighing, I opened the door & passed out on my living room floor.

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Later that evening, while I was eating dinner, I heard the phone ring. Oh, no.... please not be Jason. Please don't be Jason. I looked at the caller I.D. Mr. Brown. Phew! Mom answered it, must be a friend of hers. Tired, I trudged up the stairs in time to hear a window slam. I rushed to my room. Nothing was stolen like before, but there was another note on my window. It read:

'Ella, I'm not done with you yet! I'm going to kill the most inportant people of your life! Be on guard & don't try to stop me or I'll kill you too.'~Jason

My mouth turned dry and I swallowed. Who could those most important people be? My parents? Is he seriously going to kill me? I needed to inform the police before It's too late, someboby! Anxious & upset, I laid down on my bed and cried.