Murder

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Submitted: October 12, 2017

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'Nevea Frayne-JAILED FOR LIFE!'

The judge's voice echoed around the already pin-drop silence of the room. Via, my sister, sitting between two huge cops, gasps.

'But I didn't kill Miss Tiana, Sir!' she cries helplessly. 'Even ask my sister! I was at home the night of the murder. Natalie!'

She shoots a terrified glance at me. I clear my throat and in the loudest voice I can muster, I say through tears, 'She was at home. I don't have photographic evidence, but she was at home.'

I repeat myself so Sean, Via's lawyer, can hear me.

'There is no evidence that my client, Nevea Frayne, was even part of this crime,' he demands at the judge angriy, 'No fingerprints! No hair samples, or DNA, or footprints or anything! We have witnesses for the side that says she was at home-'

'Witness.' the judge corrects. Sean nods and continues to yell, but I don't hear him. He is gone. Just like Via, and Miss Tiana, and the judge, and the barrister. The crowds that have come together to witness the court decision for the first murder that has ever taken place in our tiny country town. every viewer in the whole entire world.

I get up and rush out the door, not caring about Sean's voice calling me back. I run until I find a small alley. I fall to the ground and sob so hard that it racks my body. Please, I think, though I don’t know what to hope for. Please.

Minutes or hours later, I lose track of time, soft footsteps came up to me until they were close enough for me to see. I recognise the black runners immediately. Slowly, I look up.

'Via?' I say softly, in the midst of shock. Then I burst out laughing in a fit of hysteria.

'Via!'

I get up and hug her. She smiles.

'That wasn't me, you know.' she said slyly.

'I know you didn't murder Tiana.' I cry.

'I mean it wasn't me in the court room.'

I take a step back, confused.

'What do you mean?'

'I got a lot of money in that murder. So much that I had enough to buy a robot and some dress-ups.'

Then she struts away, leaving me in the alleyway, alone.

 

 

 


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