Cecilia-
I opened my eyes to see Justin with a gun in his hand. I exhaled a huge breath and ran up to him. I saw his expression...there was none. He stared at the masked man, swimming in his own blood. I wanted to scream, but I didn't want to attract attention to the crowds behind us. I took Justin's hand and we both ran for our lives. We ran into an alley and both grasped for air.
I turned to him in shock, he still didn't say anything.
"What the fuck was that, Justin?" I asked, horrified. He looked at me with tears in his eyes "I...I don't-" and he knelt to the ground on his knees. He started to cry, the gun still in his hand. He dropped it and just bawled. I frowned and just stood there, feeling sympathetic. I bent down and touched his back with my fingers. He couldn't breathe from his sobbing, and I just held him.
I rocked him back and forth, he was so hurt.
He looked up at me and shook his head in agony "I am so sorry" he managed to say. I shushed him and just continued rocking him. We heard the cop cars swarming from a couple blocks down. I have never been more scared in my life. I picked Justin up and we both ran again, across the street. We left the gun in the alley, but we didn't care. I hope they don't find it.
We walked back to Justin's car, holding each other's hands tightly. His whole body was shaking, and I tried to calm him down by rubbing his back with my hand. I decided to drive, since he was unstable from shock. We didn't say anything the whole car ride. All I could repeat in my mind was that Justin just killed someone, a human being, and we were running away from it.
What were we going to do? He couldn't keep this from everyone forever. And if I died, he would NEVER tell anyone. I parked in Justin's driveway and helped him out of the car. I took his shoulders in my hands "Justin...you have to act like nothing's wrong...for now..." I bit my lip "We'll tell them about it later"
He shook his head in fear, but I put a finger on his lips "We don't say a word until I figure this all out okay? Please, just stay calm" and I went back to my house, quickly.
Justin-
I stood there in my front yard for a minute before I went inside. I didn't know what to do, so I did nothing. I went up to my room and sat on my bed in silence. My mom opened my door and saw me staring at the floor "Honey? You alright?"
I looked up quickly "Oh uhm...yeah..I uhh-i'm fine" and I got up to change for bed. My mom frowned and nodded "Well okay, there's some left over pizza if you didn't eat anything with Ceci" she said softly and walked out of the door.
Oh I was hungry alright, to die. I felt so guilty, but at the same time, revenge was brought. When I took out that gun, I didn't want Cecilia to see. She probably thinks i'm a pathetic person who kills people to solve problems. I never meant to do that, but it was my first instinct. I did NOT want Ceci to die in front of me like Ryan did. I just wasn't going to let it happen.
I got out of my clothes, which had a little blood stained in the corner, and put boxers on. I layed under the covers and stared up at the ceiling.
I'm a murderer. And I don't deserve to live anymore.
I rolled out of bed the next morning, feeling sick to my stomach. I dropped down the stairs with guilty burning into each step. I walked over to the dining room and sat down. I ran my hand through my hair and sighed.
"Do you want your heart on a plate?" I head my mom say. I looked up at my mom in shock.
She looked at me "Uhh, hello? Do you want a poptart on your plate honey?"
I sighed in relief and nodded "Yeah...sure"
She placed a poptart on my plate and turned to get the waffles "You know they're gonna find out and take you away" I heard her blurt out. I turned and my heart almost burst out and landed on my plate. She turned to me again "Did you hear me?"
"W-what?" I said, nervously.
"I said, you're brother is playing soccer at the park today. Do you wanna come along?" she gave me a look "Are you sure you're okay Justin?"
I gulped and stood up "I gotta go tell Ceci something. Excuse me mom" and I rushed next door. I knocked on the door, Abby opened it. I rushed in "Sorry, gotta talk to Ceci" and I looked around for her. She was probably in her room. I ran up the stairs and into her room. But she wasn't there. Abby stood behind me, in the door way "She's at the hospital" she said, casually.
I turned quickly "What?" I yelled "Why?"
"She's getting tested, don't worry Justin" and she walked to her room. I ran downstairs and out the door. I went to my mom's car and drove to the hospital. I ran up to the front desk "Cecilia Johnson" I breathed.
The secretary looked up at me "Room 205" she recited and looked down at her paper again. I ran to the elevator and went up to the 3rd floor. I ran to room 205 and saw her lying in bed. I walked up to her side and she smiled up at me "Hey bieber" she sat up.
I shook my head "I can't take it...I gotta tell someone" I bit my lip.
She sighed "I know Justin...just chill" and she turned on the t.v.
The reporter was talking about the murder of the masked man "30 year old George Gonzales was killed last night by a gunman at around 8:30PM on Hollywood Blvd. Suspects are not yet found on this case, but police are investigating thoroughly. He was said to be carrying a gun in his hand the night he died, and he was wearing a black mask with holes over his head. He was shot in the head. George was a known serial killer who killed many people for a few months now. He started in Atlanta Georgia, killing a young boy named Ryan Butler. He moved to the coastline a few weeks back and tried to strike last night. More information will soon be reported when we recieve it. Amylia Clerk reporting live from Hollywood"
I now had tears in my eyes and didn't feel so guilty anymore. They said my best friend's name on the t.v. and the man who killed him was dead. I was somewhat relieved of that. But the guilt just got to me. I turned to Ceci "We have to tell the police. I need to turn myself in"
Ceci took my hand quickly and pulled me. She bit her lip "No, I...I don't..." she frowned "I don't want to lose you"
I lifted her chin "You won't baby...I love you, and I won't ever leave you" I frowned "Only if you leave me first"
She shed a tear and hugged me tight. I stroked her hair and kissed her. I didn't want to lose her, not now...not ever.
Cecilia-
I stayed at the hospital for the next few days, my white blood cell count was growing a little higher, but I didn't worry. The doctor always took care of it. I just hope Justin doesn't worry too much.
I finally went home and visited Justin. He was sitting on his bed, thinking deeply.
"Knock knock" I smiled and sat in his lap. He kissed me and stroked my back "How are you?" he asked.
I sighed "Better" I run my hand through his hair "How are you?" I bit my lip. He looked scared "Really..."
He shook his head "I feel so guilty Cecilia. I mean, I know he's the guy who took my bestfriend and he killed so many people in the past. But I killed someone" he pointed at himself with his hand "Me, Justin, a murderer? Never!" he yelped and buried his face into my shirt. I stroked his hair "I'm sorry baby. I wish I could be in your position so you don't have to"
He looked up at me "No, you have enough on your plate"
I scoffed "Not enough" and I hopped off his lap "Wanna take a walk?"
He nodded and took my hand. We walked along the sidewalk, hand in hand, just inhaling the summer sun. We walked past the park this time and just continued to talk. There was a car parked a few feet away from us.
"Shut up" I giggled at Justin when he said something stupid about Brian "You're just jealous you can't be gay like him" I winked.
He laughed "Oh, so jealous" and he squeezed my waist. I turned and saw a couple making out in the vehicle. I tilted my head to the side, that guy looks a little like my dad. I looked closer and gasped. It WAS my dad...but that wasn't my mom with him.
