Hey guys! Happy February! And what better way to celebrate the month of love and black history by with another chapter of LOM! This will follow the next day after Elaine's murder, and we see how Donald chooses to deal with the situation when he thinks he knows who killed her. Not to mention we, unfortunately, learn of another murder. Let's see how it all unfolds.

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Chapter 3: Accusing the Quarterback

The next day, school went on as normal as possible. The heaviness felt from both Bobby and Elaine's murders still weighed over the students of Maywood, but they were pushing through as far as they possibly could.

As for the Junkyard Gang, when school ended, Donald had gathered them together to tell them how he felt, and what he was going to do. For he believed he knew the culprit...

Albert, however, was skeptical, "I dunno, Donald. Are you sure it was him?"

Donald frowned deeply, "I-I-I know it was him! Who else was Elaine dating other than me? He was mad that we got together, and probably thought that if he couldn't have her, no one could! I know it! That bastard had to have done it."

"I dunno, man." Bill spoke, "I mean, sure, he's a jerk, but I don't think he'd go as far as to murder. He's not that cruel."

"I'm telling ya. He did it! And when I see him again, he's gonna be dead himself! In fact, I bet he's on the football field right now! Probably proud of himself!"

"Donald, wait a minute!" Rudy called.

But the dimwitted boy had started running. Rage had overtaken him at this point, and it wasn't going to settle until he gave the one he was seeking a cold hard lesson. The others followed behind, mostly to stop Donald from doing whatever he was going to do. If not, then there would certainly be some trouble.

Soon, they all made it to the football stadium of school, where they saw the team practicing for the upcoming season in the fall. That's when the group saw just who Donald was talking about.

Hammerhead Rex.

Rex was Elaine's former boyfriend, until she eventually dumped him for Donald after he cheated in a game, and mostly because despite being together, he wasn't exactly the nicest to her. But that didn't matter to Donald right now, as he stormed up to the quarterback.

"H-HEY! HAMMERHEAD!"

"Huh? What?" Rex turned to the boy, and frowned, "What do you want, twerp? Can't you see we're practicing here?"

Donald growled at him, "I could care less about your dumb practice! What I wanna know is why the fuck did you kill Elaine?!"

That question stunned the whole team, as the players all stared at Rex in shock, "Wait? Is that true?" One of then asked.

"Did you kill Elaine?" Asked another.

Rex glared, "No I didn't! I dunno what this punk is talking about. I've never killed anybody in my life. And I would especially never kill Elaine. I loved her."

"Oh yeah! If you loved her so much, why did you always push her around when you were together?!" Donald asked, "You were jealous when she was with me! So you decided to kill her out of anger! I knew you were always trouble, but I never thought you'd be such a heartless bastard!"

Immediately, the others tried to intervene, "Cool it, Donald." Albert said.

"NO!" Donald shot back, "He needs to hear this! This jerkass is gonna pay for what he did!"

"I'm telling ya, I didn't do it!" Rex defended, "Look, I know I'm not the nicest dude all the time, but I'm not a killer! Honest!"

"LIES! ALL LIES!"

Rudy stepped forward to put a hand on his best friend's shoulder, "Take it easy, man. Maybe he didn't do it." He tried to calm him down.

"HE DID! I KNOW HE DID!"

"Out of all the people that could've killed Elaine, why would it be me?" Rex asked, "You and I aren't the only guys to date her, y'know. She's been with plenty of other dudes here at school. Any of them could be the killer."

He gave Donald a sympathetic look, "I know how you feel, dude. I'm just as upset about this whole thing myself. Elaine was... an extraordinary girl. I just wish I treated her better..."

Now he's trying to make me think he actually feels bad. Donald thought angrily, Now he's gonna get it!

The team was getting restless with this back and forth, "Can we just practice, please?" Asked one of them.

Rex sighed, "Right... why don't you punks beat it already? I didn't kill anybody, end of story."

The quarterback was about to turn away when Donald had lunged at him, punching him in the face. The gang and the team stared in shock as Rex was knocked to the ground with great force. Donald pounced on him and began to repeatedly punch the bigger boy over in over. Rex tried to fight back, but he found himself surprisingly overpowered by this boy who was much smaller than he was.

"AAAH! Get him off me!" He cried out.

"I won't stop 'til you admit you killed Elaine!" Donald sneered at him.

Everyone around them attempted to pull Donald away and save Rex from any more damage. Eventually, the coach had come out after a bathroom break and saw the commotion. He quickly rushed over to help, and soon, they were able to separate the two boys.

"You two are coming with me to the principal's office." The coach announced, dragging both Donald and a bloody faced Rex back into the school.

"Uh oh... Donald's in trouble now..." Harold whispered.

"He's really gonna get it," Bill added.

"Guys... do you think 'ol Hammerhead did it..?" Rudy couldn't help but ask.

Albert shook his head, "I don't think so... I doubt even Hammerhead could pull off a murder. Let's not forget that whoever killed Elaine has to be the same person who killed Bobby, because notes were left at the scene of the crime. If Hammerhead killed Elaine for jealous reasons... what reason would he have to kill Bobby."

Once again, the fat boy made a good point as Bucky spoke up, "Yeah. Did they even know each other? It has to be someone else."

"But who?" Russell asked.

"I'm not sure..." Albert shrugged, "But let's hope they find the person soon before anybody else gets hurt... and let's hope Donald's realized that you can't jump to conclusions too quickly."

Later on, everyone met up again at the junkyard. After everything was cleared up with the principal, Donald was let off with a warning. Although his parents were called, they thankfully weren't too upset, and let him off easy as well. Only, he had to help out Rex as a form of an apology.

The dimwitted boy sat ashamed in front of his friends, "I-I-I'm sorry you had to see that, dudes..." He said sadly, "I don't know what came over me... I was just so... so upset about what happened to Elaine... I thought for sure Hammerhead Rex was behind it all..."

"It's okay, Donald." Albert smiled, "It just goes to show that accusing people and jumping to conclusions isn't always the answer. Especially when you don't have the proof for it."

"Y-Yeah, I know that now... I guess it was that note that was left by the killer... it mentioned a quarterback... I just thought..."

"I get you, man..." Rudy sat down beside his friend, "You thought since it said that, that Rex might have had something to do with all of this. I can see why anybody might come to that conclusion. But I don't think he did it. Guy's an ass, sure, but he's not a monster. And I think he really did care for Elaine, even if he didn't show it."

Donald sighed, "I guess you're right. And I'll be doing all his homework for the rest of the week to make up for hitting him. His nose is broken."

"I'm shocked you can even fight like that, Donald." Bill pointed out, "I've never seen you pack a punch before."

"I know. I was surprised myself."

"Perhaps it was that inner rage coming out," Russell suggested.

Albert shook his head, "Either way, at least everything worked out between you two."

"Yeah, I'm lucky he's not suing." Donald pointed out.

"Now, we all better get home. It's starting to get dark."

Everyone agreed to that notion. Besides, with a killer still on the loose, they would much rather be safe in their homes as opposed to being on the streets at night. Albert had reached his house and was greeted by a nice warm dinner of spaghetti and meatballs, mashed potatoes, and salad.

"How was school today, son?" His father asked.

"Still a little sad. Especially after what happened to Elaine." Was his response.

Mrs. Jackson sighed, "Such a shocking event. I can't imagine how the Withrow's are feeling right now. Perhaps there's something we can do to pay our respects. Maybe, find a way to help pay for funeral expenses."

"We could host an event to raise money. I know some people who work in that business." Mr. Jackson added.

"Maybe. I just hope we can all get over this soon. Two people were killed in one week. Something is definitely going on, and I hope it's figured out soon before anybody else gets..." Albert sighed.

His mother put a hand on his shoulder, "It'll get better, dear. The families affected will heal. It'll take time, but they'll heal. All we can do is pray for them that God gives them the strength they need to pull through. And we also can't let these tragedies affect us. We can't let them bother us or keep them on our minds all the time. We have to keep moving on."

"I know."

Soon after dinner was over, Albert helped washed the dishes, as he looked outside the kitchen window and noticed someone running up to the front door. Who could that be? The doorbell rang as expected, as the fat boy put the last of the dishes, "I'll get it."

He walked to the front door and opened it, revealing something surprising. It was young Tommy Camden, a friend of the guys who moved to North Philly a year ago. Since moving in, he learned the values of being trusted, responsibility, following the rules, and choosing his friends wisely.

But now, it seemed like Tommy was here for a different reason. The boy had tears streaming down his cheeks, his shirt seemed to be stained with... blood, and he was holding a piece of paper in his hands, trembling.

"Tommy. What happened?" Albert asked.

Immediately, the boy buried his face in his friend's stomach, sobbing, "Fat Albert... it's my Mom and Dad... they're gone! They're gone!" he cried.

Albert's parents had come by to see what the problem was, "Albert, is everything okay?" His father asked.

"It's Tommy. He said his parents are.. gone."

Tommy pulled back, shaking uncontrollably, "My Mom and Dad are gone! Someone killed them!" He whimpered, "I-I-I was waiting for them to c-c-come back like I always do... and I saw them pull up... I waited for them to come inside, but they didn't. So I went outside to see them... but they were just... sitting in the car... their throats were cut open and blood was everywhere!"

Immediately, the family's hearts went out to the poor child, as Mrs. Jackson pulled him into a hug, "Oh, you poor baby..." She soothed.

"I-I-I tripped and got blood on me, and I was so scared that I ran away to find you..."

"Alright, son. Let us just call the police to send them to your house." Mr. Jackson said as he picked up the nearby phone.

"And you can stay here as long as you'd like." Mrs. Jackson offered, "Let's get you cleaned up and I'll whip up some soup."

That's when Albert pointed out the note in Tommy's hand, "What's that you got, Tommy?"

The younger boy sniffled and gave the paper to his friend, "I-I found this on my Mom..."

With that, Albert took a look at the note and frowned at what was written...

You wanted your son to follow the rules for his own safety... but you didn't take into account your OWN safety... Tommy listened... for a GREAT price...

Aw man. A lot when on there. Donald was sure that Hammerhead Rex (Also from the episode 'The Birds, the Bees, and Dumb Donald) was the one who killed Elaine. But that turned out not to be the case. And now, Tommy (from the episode 'Rules is Cool) has lost his parents to the violence going on in the city. We'll see how the murdered pulled it off next chapter, and what'll happen with Tommy. Poor kid.

Also, Albert's mom brings up a good point about praying for the loved ones of the lost. I put that in given recent events, and I think it's a great message. If you know anybody who's dealing with a loss or really anything at all, keep them in your prayers. But don't dwell on the tragedy. It isn't good for mental health. Because life is fragile, so you gotta keep living your best life. Because only God knows when it's our time...

With that said, I hope you all take care and enjoyed this chapter, at least the stuff that was meant to be enjoyed anyways if anything at all. I'll see you guys later, and as always... you know what. For once, you don't have to review if you don't want. And that's okay. Thank you :)