Chapter 6

He smirked.

That's all he did.

I simply took a deep breath and looked over at the person beside me. Konor looked back at me, grey spirals in his eyes seeming like cotton candy.

The person to my other side was my brother. Damien. I smiled. He had his baseball bat in hand. "Just leave. I'm very skilled with a baseball bat, if you decide not to leave."

"Yeah, you made me fend off with a pole in the last world." Damien retorted. "I said I was sorry!"

They didn't leave, as I noticed after our argument. "Alright old friend, let's bash some heads and possibly become a murderer of men."

That's when I got called to the principals office.

Fuck.

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There was a long argument because I was (correctly) accused of Savannah's murder. I walked back home in cuffs with the police, to inform my mother and brother of my arrest. I walked through the front door, where my mum and brother sat at the table. Mum wasn't too surprised, but Damien on the other hand... He was devastated. He kept on trying to deny it, that I murdered Savannah, but the police had made up their mind.

"Celestia Shadowed, you're being taken to Direwood Prison."