Blood stains chap 1

Blood Stains chap 2-Hurt

I never attended school, for some time. I tried to motivate Amy's mum, keep her positive; that the police would find the murderer. Slowly I was losing all hope, and it was hypocritical of me, to tell someone that it's going to be OK, when really I didn't believe that myself. Every time I had the chance, I'd go to the police station to check if they'd found anything, but the response was always the same. News of her death had travelled; some news stations even covered it. Even after weeks had past there were no leads or information. Since the police weren’t telling us anything; I began to get agitated; more and more each day-as a result I got a friend of mine, to hack the police firewall, and get into the information on the case. But there was nothing!

The police are USELESS. There is only one thing to do; I have to catch the murderer myself. I can do it, in fact I’m certain I can, all I need is: the Internet, some detective books and movies.  I’m not too bright but for Amy, I’d put my life on the line.

“Hey, Ben I’m going to need your help, I need you to use your hacking skills, to help me find Amy’s killer!”

Chad sat down on his bed, with the phone glued to his ear, he was desperate. “Chad you know I can get my ass into jail because of this! Look hacking into the police data system, was risky, and it’s a metrical i never got caught!

Ben, you stay at home, isolated all firkin day! I give you something only you can do, instead of watching porn...You’ve already hacked into places where it was risky, so don’t give me that CRAP. If you’re not gonna help me then, don’t bother talking or contacting me. I’m the only friend you’ve got and this is the shit you give me!” Chad hung up the phone, grasping for air. His face covered with tears, he had shouted so loud.. Chad slowly curled in to a tight ball, gripping on to the house phone with all his strength. Chad began to mumble “Amy I swear..."

After Chad had calmed down, he began to walk towards his draw. He opened the bottom one, in the draw there was: a dusty black box; hidden under some clothes. You needed a key to open it. Chad opened the box, inside lay a Metal Frame Semi-automatic Pistol. It was covered with a white cloth and only had one bullet in it. One bullet is all it takes! Chad put the gun back into the box, and placed it where it was before. Chad hid the key under the edge of the carpet; of his bed... Chad walked back to his bed and fell asleep. His blanket hiding his pain. At the last moment he was conscious, an evil smirk filled his face.