The next day Zac woke up to the sounds of his parents screaming. He just couldn’t wait until his house was finally built, and he only has to see his parents when he needed something. Zac stumbled out of his bed and looked in the mirror.
“Man, Im a wreck” Zac said aloud to him self as he ran his hand over his stubby face. “And I need to shave”
Zac grabbed a shirt to throw on and walked out the door. We he went down into the kitchen he saw his younger sister,Jessica, was again crying.
“Zachary” yelled Mrs.Hanson as she stood at the stove and watched Zac take out the milk and drink right from the carton.
“Sorry” said Zac annoyed. He grabbed a box of ‘Corn Pops’ and went back up to his room to get ready for a shower.
“Ike” whispered a sweaty and out of breath Melissa as she kissed his neck.
“Just be quite” said Isaac putting a piece of Meisaa’s hair behind her ear, then began to playfully nibble on it.
“I never want you to stop” said Melissa trying to catch her breath.
Isaac rolled on top of Melissa and spread her arms out across the top of the bed. Then, he pulled down the sheet that was covering Melissa’s small frame down to her feet. He slowly arched his back causing Melissa to moan in pleasure. Both of their breathing became very heavy and sweet was pouring off them. Isaac rolled back over to his side of the bed, but Melissa pulled him back over.
“Where is he” said Jayna looking over at the empty spot next to her in bed. “Why didn’t he come home?”
Jayna got out of bed and grabbed her robe. She was really worried that Taylor never came home. There were many possibilities, and Jayna didn’t want to think of any of them right now. All of a sudden she hearded the front door slam shut.
“Taylor is that you?” she called running down the staris.
“Yeah” he said just walking past her. “Im sorry, but I just really need a shower right now”
“Okay” said Jayna with her face dropping. She sat down and turnned the morning news on.
”Yet another murder as occurred in a once peaceful town on Tulsa. Rose Roscoe was found late last night by her husband Anthony Roscoe. She had jist two shots to the chest. This has been the fourth shooting in the past two weeks. If you have any informations please call your local police.”
“Taylor, did you hear about the shooting?” asked Jayna
“Yeah” said Taylor throwing water on his face Im the one who shot her
“I hope that the catch the murder so that no onw else will die, you never know who will be next."
“Yeah” said Taylor again stepping into the shower letting the warm water splash his body.
“Why?” he thought to himself. “How did I become a killer?”