Unexpected ~ Sequel to Murdered with Love ~ Chapter Thirteen
KatrinaandTiff:
well, I can sneak at the computer sometimes, can't I?Yeah, I'm at home, dad and mum won't let anyone spend the night at grans, but by stomach is twisted because mom or dad could look at the computer any sec and I'd be grounded off the compter, see you guys later!
Byes!
OwlM:
Cool stuff, and nice characters.
KateTheSuperKat:
Thanks. ^__^
I'll email you soon, Katrina.
Now, on to the next update...
Chapter Seven - Nightmares
“Can I borrow your pencil?” Tobias leaned on his table, waiting for him to respond.
“Sure.” Alex gave the pencil to his friend, who darted off to his own table. Alex concentrated on the book in front of him. The book in question was a mathbook, opened on page 43. Alex was really bad at mathematics, and like usually, he had the feeling he did his homework completely wrong.
“Good children, let’s go through the homework.” Everywhere around him was the sound of other pupils opening their books, grabbing their pens.
“Right then,” his teacher continued. “Kelly, do you know-” At that moment she was interrupted by the opening of the door. Immediately after three men entered the classroom. They wore masks and carried what Alex recognised as weapons.
“Everyone on the ground!” one of them barked. The children stared in shock at the men, who were getting impatient.
“Now!” One of them fired his gun, which was enough for the children to jump of their chairs and go to lie on the ground.
“What do you think you’re doing?” his teacher screamed, approaching the men.
“Go away ma’am, or we need to hurt you.”
“Get out of my classroom!” Alex saw the man who had spoken nod to his companions, and closed his hands around his gun.
“You asked for it lady.” Then he shoot.
Alex woke up with a loud scream. His heart beat fast in his chest and he was breathing quickly. He closed his eyes and tried to ignore the images his memory was providing him with. He slowly breathed in and out. His head hurt like hell. He carefully placed a foot on the cold floor, shortly followed by the next. He went into the kitchen and filled a glass with water.
He drank it and rubbed his forehead, trying to ease the pain. In his memories he could still see the shocked look on his teacher’s face, when the bullet hit her. He could see her fall back, screaming- Ignore it Alex. So the nightmares were finally back to haunt him. He glanced at the clock and let out a sigh when he saw it was only two am. He checked his cellphone. No new messages. So Val was probably still knock-out. Soon after she got to the hospital, she passed out. According to the doctors this was good, because her body would have time to heal, but Alex wasn’t that sure about it.
He sat down on his bed. Some moonlight fell through an opening in the curtains, and covered the room in a spooky light. His mind projected images of his teacher, dead on the ground. It had been years since he had last thought about this. He had never told anyone, but this scene was the reason he became a cop. Alex let himself fall back on his bed, desperately waiting for his cellphone to ring.
Medagic:
:o Good thing I got to this story fast enough! What will Val do now???
Btw, I love her pink gun. lol
KateTheSuperKat:
Yeah, she was supposed to have a black one, but I realized too late I accidentally clicked on the pink recolour. XD
Garfield! ^^
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