(Later That Evening)
I sat alone in my bedroom after I returned home that night. Dad practically made me watch the news with him once I returned.
The news report for tonight was once again another story on Destiny, and Claw’s disappearance murder case. How typical!
They keep saying Claw has something to do with it! They said he must have killed Destiny and ran off somewhere so no one would find out.
The one horrible thing that makes my heart rate increase every time I think about it, is what they called him. They called him a murderer.
They keep saying over, and over again on how he must have gone crazy! They're also saying that if it wasn’t for his parents not being home that night that he would have surely killed all three.
I remembered myself saying to Dad that if I could, I would march myself down to the news station and give them a piece of my mind! For all the stupid nonsense they said about Claw.
Claw is no murderer! I know he’s not; I knew it the moment I was introduced to him. I met Claw White, a few days after I was introduced to Destiny. He enjoyed picking on me because he was a lot taller than I was.
But I learned not to take it personally it was just something I knew him for doing. Mainly picking on those because he didn’t know the best approach on making friends.
I quickly noticed a change in Claw when we all got to high school. He got a strange temper and was no longer pretending to be rude. But now for real.
I shortly found myself stop talking to him after his change. Destiny told me that every time he picked on me that she would give him the older sister talking too.
But she would tell me the next morning at school that she had no luck on getting him to change. After a little while of not hanging out with Claw anymore.
I realized that Destiny was the nicer twin out of the both. Something about her, was just so likable.
Before I met Destiny, I was a shy, and lonely person. Too shy to talk to anyone, including the teachers there. It was Destiny who was the first one to speak during lunchtime where we started to begin being friends.
I even remember that sweet smile she gave the moment before she spoke her name. Every time I think of it, it makes it harder, and harder to admit that she’s really gone.
I caught word today from an old friend of mine today that the police had reported to our high school today. I didn’t end up going today because Dad was worried about me being the prime target, of everyone’s questions, and stupid theories.
They apparently searched through her locker earlier this morning. And Claw’s locker. Even captured statements from some of his closest friends.
Basically, all his friends had to say was the same thing. How he wasn’t capable of murdering someone, and basic stuff like this. None of them seemed to be original with their statements.
‘’I have known Claw for most of my life! He would never do something like this!’’
‘’Claw loved his sister! Why would he ever want to see something as cruel as this! Happen to her!’’
‘’My bud, Claw would never, ever do something like this! It’s bullshit that you even think he would!’’ I didn’t think much of his friends, but what I knew is that they all believed in him as much as I.
He isn’t capable of murdering Destiny.
I know he’s not.
I sat alone suckling in my bedroom, playing with a random piece of paper laying on my desk, and pushing it around with a small paper clip. I slowly looked down at my wrist as the time appeared in front of my eyes.
It had already been 10 minutes of this crap, and by the looks of it! It didn’t appear that I had anything better to do. I slowly stared down at the edge of my bed where my fairly small phone laid.
The light of my desk lamp reflecting off the light pink phone case as the light of the screen appeared to be flashing on and off.
I sighed a heavy breath as I reached down at the edge of the bed, grabbing my phone in my hand as I hoped for the flashing to cease.
What the hell is going on? I thought, holding my phone tighter in my hand as the screen turned from white, to black. I chortled my eyes as the flash continue to vanish, then return once more.
I slowly turned my phone back around as the screen once more faced me. I punched in my pass code as the flashing slowly stopped. It was as if nothing had ever happened.
I sighed once again as I threw my phone back down into the covers of the blankets as I went back into deep thinking.
What is happening? I thought brushing a hand through my light purple hair, as my eyes widened as a soft ringing could be heard, as it was buried deep down in the blankets.
I slowly looked where the ringing was coming as I pushed back the covers to reveal my phone. I turned it over to reveal to screen, as an unknown caller appeared on the screen I gulped as I held the phone in my hand, holding it closer towards my ear.
‘’Hello?’’ I whispered, as my voice slowly left my body.
‘’Breath’’ ‘’Breath’’ The sound of soft faint breathing filled my ears.
‘’Who’s there?’’ I said as I gripped my phone tightly in my hand. ‘’I can hear you!’’’ I shouted.
‘’Breath’’ ‘’Breath’’
‘’That’s it, I’m hanging up!’’ I said as I brought the phone away from my ear, just when I was about to hang up the call a weird scratching sound came from the phone and filled my ears.
‘’Hunter’’’ My eyes widened as I stared down at my phone, frozen in fear as sweat dripped down my forehead. I held the phone to my ear as the sound of scratching again filled my ears.
‘’Who are you!’’ I shouted.
‘’Breath’’
‘’Breath’’ The breathing once again continued.
‘’Who the hell are you? And why are you calling! Do you have any information about what happened to my friend!’’
‘’if so! Speak now, before I block your sorry ass!’’ I snapped. My eyes dropped as I gazed at pieces of papers scattered all over my brown desk in the room’s corner.
‘’Destiny?’’ asked the soft voice. The voice sounded like it belonged to a male. An older male.
‘’Destiny White! My best friend! Do you have any information about her!’’ I repeated.
‘’Hunter!’’ Shouted Dad from downstairs, I took the phone off my ear and took a deep breath. Dad offends yells at me if I am too loud with my phone calls.
He offends wants me to do homework, and studying than being on the phone. Which is understandable for he wants me to keep my grades up, to get into a good college if I decided to?
‘’Sorry Dad!’’ I shouted. I slowly held the phone back to my ear and breathed heavily as I waited for a response from the caller. unsure if I should just hang up or continue talking?
‘’Am I making you angry?’’ asked the voice through the screeching.
‘’Just tell me what you did with Destiny!’’ I shouted angrily..
‘’I don’t care how angry I am getting what did you do with my best friend!’’ The scratching noise stopped then nothing. I watched from the corner of my eye as the phone went dark, meaning that the call had ended.
I took the phone slowly from my ear and stared at it in the palm of my hand.
‘’No!’’ I shouted as I threw my phone against the wall, watching as the back part popped off, landing roughly onto the floor, behind the desk of my computer.
‘’Hunter! What’s with all the noise!’’ Yelled Dad as I heard his heavy footsteps coming up the stairs. I quickly dived on my bed and reached for my phone.
I watched as the door shot open and behind it stood Dad, angry and sweaty. He stared at me for a minute, then studied my bedroom, his eyes scanning the papers all over my desk and even scattered across the floor.
‘’What is all this?’’ He asked, reaching for one paper. I shoot up off the bed and grabbed the paper from him before he could read anything.
‘’It’s just homework,’’ I said as I folded the paper behind my back. ‘’This is homework!’’ He shouted.
‘’This is not homework! It can’t be! There’s too much here for it all to be homework!’’
‘’It looks like someone’s desk at work! A messy one at that.’’ He said as he watched me nervously.
‘’I promise Dad nothings wrong!’’
‘’I was just on the phone with someone and I got angry! That’s all.’’ Dad stared at me for a second then frowned.
‘’Does it have to do with Destiny?’’ He asked softly. I frowned as my gaze dropped.
‘’Look, Hunt, I know you miss her, But they will find her!’’
‘’You can’t lose hope!’ He shouted.
My face fell as memories of my two brothers filled my mind. Memories of how they both lost their lives, during a summer vacation at summer camp last year. No one knows what happened to them, but even to this very day! I wont ever set foot at any summer camp ever again.
‘’What like a lost hope for Conner, and Kendall?’’ I said sadly. Dad let out a sigh as he touched my shoulder. ‘’I am sorry you have to go through this again.’’
‘’I promise you! That this will never happen again!’’ He said as he kissed my forehead. I flashed Dad a smile as I sat nervously on the edge of my bed.
Dad studied my emotion for a second, then sighed. I could tell he knew something was wrong. ‘’Mom said she wanted my help at the coffee shop later today? ‘’Would it be okay if I go?’’
Dad stared at me for a second, then brought his attention back to the paper behind my back. He frowned, then brought his smile back to his face.
‘’You can go as long as you come back straight after!’’ He said angrily. Mom and Dad have been divorced for mostly a month now and it’s still hard for all of us to adjust.
Mom work’s at a local coffee shop not too far down the street. She offends allows me to work with her sometimes to get some extra money, for my school fees, and applications.
Dad doesn’t like me going anywhere near Mom though. He hasn’t been the same towards me, or my mother since the deaths of my older brothers Conner, and Kendall.
I waved goodbye to Dad as he left the room. I waited until Dad left the room until I slowly placed the folded paper back onto the desk and took a breath.
I slowly reached underneath the desk that held my laptop sitting on top, and I reached for my phone. I stared at it for a second as I popped the piece back into the back. It appeared to be undamaged as I punched in Mom’s number.
I held the phone up to my ear as I waited for her to answer. ‘’Hello?’’
‘’Mom! It’s so good to hear your voice.’’ I said as I paced back and forth in the middle of the room. ‘’Hunter! How are you, sweetie?’’ She asked me happily.
I flashed a smile as an image of mom flashed into my mind. ‘’I am good I guess,’’ I said as I roughly brushed my hand through my hair.
‘’Are you going to come into work tonight?’’ She asked, noticing my lack of speech and emotion. ‘’Yeah, yeah! I’ll be there shortly!’’ I said as I reached for the folded paper on the desk.
‘’I’m making my way right now!’’ I said as I reached for the doorknob of my bedroom door. I stopped as I heard Mom take a huge breath then freeze as if the call faded out.
‘’Mom?’’ I asked worriedly. ‘’Are you still there?’’ I asked again,
They had gone silent. I took the phone away from my ear and stared down at the screen. The screen was still on the call. I held the phone back to my ear slowly.
‘’Mom?’’ I asked one more time.
‘’Breath’’
‘‘Breath’’ The sound of the faint breathing from before returned. I shook my head roughly as the same scratching and breathing sound echoed throughout my ears.
‘’What do you want!’’ I shouted.
The sounds of the faint breathing and crackling from before slowly seemed to have come to a stop as I felt my heart beat slowly beat rapidly. Fear, Anger, and worry all folding through my at once, causing me panic as I feared my dinner would come back up from the sick feeling that formed down in my stomach.
I waited silently for what seemed like a few minutes till the voice sounded up again. The voice was much more visible and clear than it had been throughout the entire conversation.
There was no way I would miss what the person had said this time, for the words kept echoing in my mind as I hoped I had just misheard like what happened with the police officer, as Destiny’s house.
‘’You had better hurry Hunter!’’ Shouted the mysterious voice.
My eyes slowly widened as sweat formed around my brow, the temperature of my skin slowly heating as every second pasted by.
I removed the phone from my ear, dropping it from my fingertips, watching as it fell to the carpet underneath my feet.
I quickly reached for my old black sweater, hanging on a coat hanger and slammed my door shut as I ran down the stairs. My heart was beating so fast there wasn’t enough time to think, just enough time to act.
I quickly raced down the hallway and past the living room, my light purple eyes flashing a glimpse of my father, as his worried face contacted my stressed, and tired, one.
Mom!’’ Hold on please!........................ I’m coming for you!’’
To Be Continued
Comments (0)
See all