Who Did It?
Chapter 1
The Note
Bella's Pov
Edward and I were out hunting. This was the first time that we left Nessie home alone.
At first, I was very reluctant to allow her to, but she said she could handle it.
She was growing so fast. She was technically only five, but she looked and acted more like a sixteen year old.
Yes, I know; if she's more like a sixteen year old, why did I just let her stay home alone now?
It's just hard for me to think of her growing up so quickly. Soon, she'll be dating Jacob and it will seem like she's slipping away. I don't think I'm ready for that.
My thoughts were interrupted when I heard a large scream from the direction of the cabin.
Edward and I both stopped and turned to look at each other. Without a word, we both started running back.
I burst through the door to see one of my worst nightmares. My daughter was lying dead on the floor, blood all around her, and a knife beside her.
I noticed a note on the table and went to grab it. The first thing it said was:
i Incase you haven't noticed, your beautiful little girl is dead. Now I want you to follow these simple steps to tell the family:
If the idiots aren't all here, call them. They need to hear the rest of this note. /i
I took a deep breath and took out my phone to call Alice. "Hello?" She asked. Of
Course she didn't know about this yet, she couldn't see Nessie.
"Hey Alice," I said. My voice sounded really shaky. "Can you have everyone come down here, including Jake?"
"Yeah, is everything alright?" She asked.
"No, it's far from alright, just please get over here."
"Okay," She said, and then she hung up.
I walked over to Edward who was kneeling by Nessie's Limp body and was sobbing tearlessly.
I kneeled down and put my head on his shoulder and hugged him.
I heard everybody walk through the open door and stop abruptly.
I turned towards them. All of them asked. "Who did it?" In unison.
"I don't know," I said. "But they left a note and I'm going to read it."
They all nodded silently.
I read them the first sentence and the first step and then I continued.
"2) One of the people in this room is the murderer," Everybody stirred
uncomfortably.
"3) If anybody finds out who I am and confronts me, I'll kill you to," We all looked around hesitantly.
"4) It's the person that you wouldn't expect to do this," We all turned towards Esme.
"Hey," She said. "I would never murder anyone and you guys know that."
"5) Yes it is Esme, that's your favorite cooking knife," We turned towards her again.
"So why would I want to get blood all over it and ruin it?" She asked.
We shrugged. "6) Haha, gotcha," I read. "Well, this isn't exactly a time to joke around."
"Agreed," Alice said.
"7) Nothing in my mind will give me away, I'll act just as scared as everyone else."
"Yeah," Edward said. "I got that one already."
"8) Jasper won't get any clues either."
"Crap," Jasper muttered.
"9) Have fun solving the mystery, you'll all be getting little individual clues as to who it might be everyday. This is your first. Bye."
"Well this sucks," Emmett said.
"Just a little bit," I said. "They could've at least told us why they killed her."