Jay jay's POV:
As I walked back home , my heart felt lighter . But my brain was filled with questions .
Why did he tell me the answer to the question? Why did he talk to me ? He didn't like talking to people , yet he did to me .
Oh my god!!!
I quickly walked back home , I elamost tripped and the others passing by me looked at me weirdly .
Does tripping make a person get wierd looks from others? Ugh! I hate it!
I reached my house and stood on the door step , I took a deep breath trying to calm my racing heart .
I have to look normal , normal , normal like I always do .
No smile , clean dress , clean shoes , books in the right hand , pen in the left and a face with no expressions and quiet . Simple , like I love .
I went in the house , openening the door slowly so dad doesn't hear that I came back home . I quietly made my way to my bedroom but that's when I smelled something sharp and metallic
Did my dad bring a new wine ? Or a rotten one? I hope he's dead after drinking it .
I sighed and opened the door , I gasped at the sight . Kiefer...
My dad was on the floor , a knife in his chest as blood pooled out of his shirt . YUCK!
Beside him stood Kiefer with no expression but when he saw me , his eyes softened but his expression didn't change even a bit .
" Well , well , well . Look what the cat dragged in . Came to see my handiwork, jay jay ? " He said smoothly .
I couldn't speak , my eyes switched between him and dad who was now lifeless .
" What cat got your tongue ? " He asked teasingly and I got annoyed . He took a step closer to me with a slow deliberateness that made my breath hitch .
" Hello ? " He said as he waved his hands Infront of my face and that's when I family blinked .
I ran towards the door but he was too smooth . He grabbed my arm when I was an inch away from opening it and pulled me back towards him .
" Not so fast little bird " he said softly . He looked into my eyes and I was lost in them without even realizing.
" I'm not done with you yet , say something . I'm not going to hurt you " he said , his tone hipnotizing .
" I...." I don't know what to say!
" It's ok , I know you are too stunned to speak and afraid " he is and pulledd back .
He started to wrap the body in a sheet before he took out his knife from my dad's chest with a swift motion . He crouched down and cleaned his knife from my dad's jacket . He stood back up and cleaned his fingers prints with a cloth .
" Aren't you gonna say something ? "
" No . See , I said 'no' " I said nervously .
" You know that doesn't count " he chuckled .
" Relieved that your dad is dead ? " He asked in a serious tone .
" Yeah . Thanks for doing it . I'm really glad you did it " I said , my voice trembling a little bit .
" You know I'm not gonna hurt you . " He said and threw his blade across the room . The only sound in the silence was of the knife hitting the knife .
" I know you won't . It's just...." I trailed off
" I know it's a lot to process in but you won't be abused now . " He said .
" How did you know that I was abused ? "
" I have my ways . Don't underestimate me " he teased and winked that caught me off guard.
" Will you help me ? " He gestured towards the body . We both dragged it out of the house . Outside , a black sleek car was there waiting to be driven .
We both put the body in the trunk with a grunt of effort
" god . This was hard work " I murmured .
" Make sure to clean the blood ok ? " He asked and sat in his car . He gave me one last lingering look before he drive away .
My gaze lingered on his car as he drive away . I sighed and went back into my house