1:26 P.M.
They stared at Luan's pic and information that popped up in Lisa's monitor. "Impossible. Luan is-" Lisa stopped Lincoln from finishing. "How do we know for sure? The gloves contained her physical essence. Lucy, where did you find these?" The quiet goth spoke. "They were actually underneath Lynn's bed." Lincoln broke a gaze the two girls built up. "Let's not go around pointing fingers. Be reasonable. Could Luan or Lynn really do something so..." He looked down and remembered Lori. "They both left awhile back, with Luna. I heard the door close twice not long ago. That's not the case." His mind was looping with Lana's corpse. The crying Lola had now fallen silent in front of her room, closed. She didn't bother wiping the tears. She stared at the door for what felt like forever. The eye liner had spread into a nice black smudge under both eyes.
The three kept the door opened. Leni was already downstairs, awaiting the police. She was scared to wake mom and dad. To let them know another child was dead. Unfortunately, it slipped from her mind that they were actually at the station, so they were gonna be notified anyway. "Remember, nothing leaves this room. Lucy, it was really lucky you found the gloves. The police are sure to actually search the premises. I'll have to dispose of these. We have what we need anyways." She placed the gloves inside a small metal bucket, and then grabbed a small vial filled with a green liquid and poured it into the bucket. The gloves disintegrated in seconds. "Let's also keep this to ourselves." The weird, creepy smile formed on her face.
Lisa exited the browser from her computer. "I'm gonna keep a close eye on those two. And, again, I'll also be needing Lana's autopsy report. I am actually curious on her cause of death." Lincoln turned to see the downed Lola on the hall. "To say, if it was one of them, I wouldn't believe it. I wouldn't bear to accept it."
Lucy was surrounded by the irony. Everyone was getting a piece of her world. This... This isn't what I'd have loved for them to see. This is a whole new darkness. A forced darkness. I've enjoyed it and not enjoyed the rest of everything. Is this exactly the same? But do they see it differently? I... I don't feel- Feel sad. Lori is gone. Lana is gone. What is wrong with me? I feel guilty... because I don't feel touched or depressed by these two deaths. What does that make me? I...
"I wouldn't either." Lucy caught them off guard. "We're all loud, but we're peaceful and kind. Its..." She looked down. She brushed her hair away to reveal a small tear in the glimmer of her eyes. Lincoln saw that the goth needed comfort. He hugged her. "Lucy...?" Lisa looked away, pulling at her green sweater.
They heard the door open downstairs. "Okay, you two out." Lisa closed the door behind them. "Lincoln..." He turned to her. "What is it?" "I didn't... I didn't mourn Lori. I.." He hushed her. "I think I know what you're trying to say."
Did he really? Was it a part of Lucy's goth persona to not show emotion towards the death of a sibling? Or was it that she was deep within the denial stage of the process? She was trying to express something, and he saw it. "Don't lock yourself away from us. You're guilty, and that comes from the fact that you, Lori and Lana never truly got to know each other."
And that was the correct reason. Lori and Lucy never truly had any form of bond. The same was woth Lana and her. In fact, Lucy had never developed any bond with anyone. Anyone but Lynn. The roommate thing kept them close enough. But even with that, Lucy kept herself surrounded in all things dark, until recently. The world broke her this way. The white haired boy understood enough.
As he hugged her again, three officers, led by Leni, stopped right outside Lola's room. "She's in there." Leni pointed to the door. Two of the officers entered. The third waited outside. A minute passed before the door opened again. "Get forensics here. And take the kids downstairs. Her too." The cop in front of the door escorted the siblings downstairs. Lisa peeked outside. She quickly and stealthily bolted in front of the now crime scene. In her hand was a small button shaped device. If this works, I won't need an autopsy report. She stuck it underneath the door and returned to her room, silently.
The parents had left their room after hearing the unmistakable sound of running upstairs. "What is the meaning of this? Stop the racket." They remained silent. Lola then ran into her mother's arms, and burst yet again into tears. "Lola? What-?" They noticed the officer behind them. "May I speak with you two in the kitchen?" The three adults, and a carried Lola, left into the kitchen. Lincoln turned to Leni. "Did you also tell the others? Lynn, Luna and Luan are somewhere out there." "Well, sorry, this phone is locked!" She held up her phone. He took it and slid the touch lock left. "Oh! You freed my phone!" Lincoln texted the three sisters with the same message:
Come home soon. Not good :'(
"Like, use your phone!" "Left it upstairs. Didn't seem more important than this." A huge crash came from the kitchen. "NOT MY LANA!" Rita was screaming uncontrollably now. Lola had crawled into a corner to bawl her eyes out. The officer had removed his hat. Lynn Sr. held Rita, who nearly fell onto the floor.
Luan was awake, looking into the sky as Luna and Lynn were napping. Her phone vibrated. Followed by Luna's and Lynn's. Alphabetically texted, sent by Leni. She opened the message. The sad face meant seriousness. She shook Lynn and shut Luna's nostrils. "What givesh?" Luna slapped the comedienne's hand away. "Read your texts!" The two pulled out their phones as Luan began to walk back home. "Holy shit! Let's go!"
They had raced back to the house with all their stamina. Lynn beat them, and Luan came last. The three noticed two patrol cars and an ambulance outside. "What the hell, dude?" Upon entering, they spotted the other siblings sitting in the couch, with deadened faces. Lola, Lisa and Lily were the only ones not there. "What's going on? We got Leni's text and-" Lincoln approached them. "Its Lana, she's... dead." Luan shifted her face towards the stairs. "What? How?! When did this happen?!" "Lola found her. We thought she was just sleeping. She wouldn't wake up. Poor Lola, she's shattered." Lincoln exited the house. "Its gone dark here. I can't." Lucy and Leni followed. Luna, too, exited the house. Luan stared towards the upstairs floor. Lynn walked out behind Luna.
2:03 P.M.
Leni watched the two divided groups. Lincoln and Lucy were speaking on the right side of the front yard. The others were closer to the garage. Leni was sitting in the porch. The mantle of responsibility had been shifted to her unfairly. Leni was everything Lori wasn't. There was no harsh bone inside of her. Could she really fill the shoes left behind by Lori?
The cops had already set up to leave. Lana's body was carried away into the back of the ambulance. Five minutes have passed, and Lynn Sr. came out. "Everyone come inside." They slowly made their way back inside the house. "Please, sit down." He began to speak again. "I've been told by the coroner that Lana died due to a form of heart failure. Me and your mother are going later tonight to the station to see the reports on both Lori and Lana. Leni will be in charge when we leave. No one is to leave this house. Everyone to your rooms."
Most of them did what they were told. Lincoln was halted by Lisa who motioned him and Lucy to her room. "You're not gonna believe this!" "We know. Heart failure. Dad told us." Lisa shushed him. "No, no. That's a lie. Listen." She hit play on an audio file from the computer.
"Can you verify this is also a murder?" "No, not fully, but I have some suspicions. Even so, everyone in the house at the time of both murders are under 18. We cannot legally investigate a minor. The parents are ruled off. If one of these children are responsible, we have to catch them in the act." "There is an [static] on the left side of the deceased's chest. Like maybe a shot was given to her." "We'll know more soon."
"Lisa, have the chances of a killer in the family really risen up to here?" She did not turn away from the screen. "Yes. There is longer denying such a thing. Lecture you, I have." "Uh, you mean you schooled me?" She broke from the gaze. "Lucy, I want you to eye Lynn's movements. Lincoln, you and I are watching Luan." "Hold on. Why do we suspect Lynn? Because, she had the gloves under her bed?" "No, it's because it would be insurance to her if we found them. She would have placed Luan's DNA on it intentionally." "But anyone can do that. Wouldn't that make Lucy a suspect too? She found them." "Lincoln, please. We know now. There is a killer. Its one of us. And we have to-"
Leni entered the room. "I heard everything! Start talking."
AN: In no rush to re-do this, so it'll take a long while for it to end. I'm taking this to a different path, but it'll lead to the same destination. What will be different is it will actually be longer.
