After rushing Rose into hospital, I realised that the only thing to do was to tell the police.
I waited for news of Rose, and found out that thankfully she wasn't dead, but she was injured. Badly.
I got out my mobile and rang Max. It took him a while to answer. "Maxwell Edison." I said.
Silence.
"Max! How DARE you do that to Rose?! I know it was you! Seriously!"
Still silence.
I shook my head and hung up. I sat down on a seat outside a room in the hospital. My head lowered down to my knees and my hands covered my face. I didn't know what to do anymore.
After a few minutes of careful thinking, I got out my mobile again.
I rang the police station.
"Hello, P.C 31 here."
"Hi, um.. I need to speak to you about my brother.."
"Yes...?"
"I.. I think he's murdered people."
"Oh." He was at a loss for words. "I would like to have a word with you miss, would tomorrow morning be alright?"
I nodded.
And then realised that he couldn't see me, so I said, "Yes. That would be OK."
I hung up, and walled into Roses room. She was awake. I ran over to her bed and hugged her.
"Rose! Oh my god! I am so sorry! Was it max?!"
She struggles to nod.
For the second time in one day, I started to cry.
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Valerie Edison - My brother, a serial killer?
Mystery / ThrillerI knew my twin was disturbed by what he had seen, but I never thought he would do this. I never thought he would turn into a serial killer.