WHAT SHE STARTED.... PART NINE - by Khadijah Mohammed

I looked at her, the gun in my hand, my eyes locked on hers. I don't know if she knew I was coming. She was wearing a nightdress, a bat in her hands. I had always known that someone had seen me that day, but to be asked like that, to be confronted like that — it made me stutter."I... I didn't kill her.""I saw you," she said."What?""I said, I saw you." She moved back, resting her back against the wall, and looked at me. "I saw you that day. I saw when you followed her to the farm. She was going to drink, to smoke. I saw you confront her. I saw you say something to her, and when she tried to fight you, you slapped her. I saw you chase her. I saw her run. I saw you push her. I saw her fall, and she died. You killed my sister, Chris.""It was an accident," I said.She chuckled, almost laughing. "No, it wasn't. You knew exactly what you were doing."I knew my face couldn't hide my horror. To be found out. To be played."So that's why you killed my mum?""I didn't kill your bloody mother!" she said, angry, aggressive — but she said it. "I didn't kill your mother.""Why are you lying?" I asked her. "Tessa is your sister? That monster is your sister? Well — the apple doesn't fall far from the tree.""Why were you blackmailing me?""You came into my house and you killed my mother.""I told you, I didn't."She said it quietly this time. Her eyes fell to the ground, like she was looking for something.A part of me wanted to believe her.The gun was heavy, but my hands still didn't waver. It was still pointed at her."So why did you come into my house?" I asked.She was silent."I don't know how to use this thing, but I know that if I press this part, a bullet will come out. And I can assure you, I will shoot something. So start talking.""I went into your house. I wanted to find more proof that you did what you did. And then I saw her. She was just sitting there, and I got so angry. Why do you get to keep your family and I lose the only one I have left..." Her voice caught. "So I gave her the rest of the pills."I was shocked. Quiet, even."How dare you?" I asked. "How dare you? You lost your entire family? Your sister destroyed mine. My mother had a stroke and never recovered. My dad — my dad left my mum and me to fend for ourselves. Your sister destroyed my life.""Your sister killed my sister. She was thirteen.""My sister didn't kill her. Eni killed herself.""Because Tessa drove her to it.""Tessa didn't ask her to be a little slut."For a moment, the whole place went silent. I could see Nurse Lucy talking, but I couldn't hear anything."What did you say?" I asked."Eni was a slu—"Before she could finish the sentence, I shot. I meant to hit her, but I missed — it struck a picture frame hanging on the wall instead.She dodged, screamed, and ran upstairs. I dropped the gun and followed her — I didn't need it to make her shut up. I caught her leg on one of the stairs and tried to drag her, but she kicked my hands off. She ran into one of the rooms, and I followed. As she tried to lock the door, I got there and pushed. I heard a thud, but I didn't care. It swung open, throwing her back.I got into the room and saw her on the ground. She was bleeding, but not dead. Her eyes were moving. She sounded like she was choking.I just stood there, motionless, confused. Will she die? I asked myself. What had I done?I looked around and saw blood on the dresser. She must have hit her head on it when I pushed the door.I looked at her again, and all I could see was the woman who killed my mother.I went back and closed the door. Quietly, I went downstairs and picked up the gun. I wanted to leave, but I heard someone banging at the door, calling out for her — the front door wasn't a way out for me anymore. I went back to the window and climbed out as fast as I could, closed it behind me, and hid behind the dustbin until I heard the front door open.I heard whoever it was climb the stairs. Then silence. Then a man's voice, cracking apart in real time."Oh my God — Lucy!" A pause, footsteps scrambling. "Help! I need help! Wake up, Lucy! Wake up!"I used that moment to get out of there.I went back to my house and went to my room. I didn't open the door until it was morning. I couldn't sleep. All I could see was Nurse Lucy, trying not to die.My dad came in to wake me up, but I was already awake. He helped me carry the rest of my things to the car. The moving truck was already there. I put everything in, and we drove away."I didn't know when you came back last night," my dad said."Umm, yeah. You were already asleep."I said nothing else as the car drove past Nurse Lucy's house and out of town.Nurse Lucy was a terrible person, I told myself. She watched her sister die and did nothing to help her. She deserved it.Nurse Lucy was not going to wake up ...the end...

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