Chapter 17

"I already know who the killer is."

Everyone stopped eating and looked at me suspiciously. Without having any thoughts, I threw all of the evidences that I got on the table. Their brows knitted and Michael took the hammer.

"What’s this?" He asked, waving the hammer.

I eyed Maureen but she looked away. I bravely faced her and forced her to look at me. You cannot get rid of us anymore, Maureen.

"You are the killer, right?!" I faced them all. "Maureen is the villain, guys. I saw those things under her bed! I saw her entering at hidden room wearing that hood and she took all of these things and put it under her bed!"

"What’s hidden room?" I stopped when Kyle asked.

"Do you know something that we didn’t know?" Maureen squinted her eyes and crossed her arms. Everyone agreed with her. Wait, why did it backfire? I was the one who should catch Maureen.

"Or, you are the real killer because you know everything in this house?" She continued, Damn! Wrong move! I should have told them about the room first!

"I told you, guys! I was right all along! Ashley was the killer! She is and she will always be one!" Cristina added and glared at me. “Did you put these things to Maureen’s room so that we will assume that she is the one? No way, fuck your set up! You cannot fool us!”

"Is that true, Ashley? Do you know something we don’t know? What’s with the hidden room and where is that located?" My heart pounded so fast. No!

"Ash!"

"Ashley Hale!" I woke from my senses when Matthew tapped my shoulder. Everyone is looking at me intently. I looked away when I started to feel uncomfortable with their stares.

"You’ve been quite and staring at your food for about minutes now. We already finished our meal, while you haven’t even started yet," he added. I sighed deeply.

How would I tell them about the things I know without them— suspecting me? I couldn’t even tell about the hidden room because I might share it with the killer unconsciously. The things I saw under Ashley's bed might consider that the killer set her up. That is my guess.

I shrugged. "I lost my appetite," I spoke and left the table. I went to the living room and laid down. I rest my head and massage it. Am I doing right? Can I trust everyone here?

I know that I cannot.

Times like this, I only have myself. I sighed deeply again.

‘Okay, you can do it, Ash. Wait tomorrow morning came, and catch the killer. Observe Maureen, okay? Good.’

"I told you that I don’t want it!" I instantly glanced at kitchen area. Is that Kyle’s voice? Are they arguing?

I rose and went to kitchen area to see what’s really happening. And I was right, they are arguing. Kyle is on the wall while Michael is grasping his clothe. Ram and Matthew was there behind them, trying to get the two of them away from each other.

"I gave up! I even lower my pride just to talk to you and get closer but what did you do?! Have you forgotten that I am still your older brother?! Respect me!!" Michael shouted. He was red like a red bomb.

My eyes widened when Kyle pushed him too hard. Michael fell from Ram’s arms, and Matthew immediately locked Kyle in his arm. Both Ram and Matthew are doing the best they can just to separate the two.

"Are you stupid?! I don't want to talk to you anymore! Forget me that I am your brother because I regretted to be your younger brother!" Ouch. That was harsh.

I don't know why am I hurting. Even I was not the one he told— it still hurts to hear those words. Damn, I can feel the pain in Michael's eyes.

"I don’t care if you find this rude, but I wish you died!" Kyle added even more and walked out.

We didn't stop Michael from chasing Kyle, so we just saw that Kyle fell to the floor. Yes, Michael punched him off. Maureen shribed at the incident. Ram and Matthew immediately seperated the two.

"Are you stupid?! Mommy didn't raise you to be vistic—"

"Stop!" Matthew yelled.

What the are you doing?! Everything was stopped.

“Kyle, Michael is still your brother. You both should talk about your problems alone!" Ram stopped him.

"That's it! I am your twin brother, Kyle! We can talk everything clearly! Okay? So please, please. Listen to me.”

“But I don’t wanna talk to you!! Are you stupid as well? Or just deaf?? Can’t you hear that I am not interested of talking to you?!”

I can’t hold this anymore so I stepped in. "Let's just talk about it tomorrow. Let's rest. And Michael, please calm down. There's no point in your conversation today if you're both angry."

"Yeah, I hate her but she has a point, guys. We should cooperate in the times like this," Maureen cried.

I see how Cristina rolled her eyes beside her. When she saw me, she smiled fakely.

Then there, I changed my mind. Maybe it was not Maureen. Maybe she just set-up by the witch.

And I think it’s her. It’s Cristina. From now on, I’ll be stalking you, Irah. Wait for my evidences.

Everyone went upstairs and only Matthew and Ram and I left in the living room.

It wasn't late at night but I was still not sleeping.

"A lot of things happened everyday, and I don’t like it,” Ram shrugged his head.

"I feel like this house is haunted by evil," I shifted my gaze to Matthew. What does he mean?

"Fuck, no, don’t say that. I urinate early in the morning every fucking day!" Ram confessed and he got paranoid. Matthew slightly laughed and punched his arm.

"Gago, gay." He mumbled.

"What I meant was we were all okay not until the moment we stepped in in this house, it seems like this house is enchanting us to change?" What?

Then, I remembered Cristina. Cristina is a jolly type of person, not creepy and not awkward. But as day passes by, she became weirder and weirder. Seemed like she knows something that we don’t know. And the fact that she has secret, that doubted me even more.

"Just like Maureen, she's not just spoiled brat back then, and now had a big grudge towards Ashley and seemed like she really wanted Ashley to lose," Matthew said. Ram nodded as well.

"Yeah, but I have noticed one of our friends, Cristina. She was always act like she was hiding something" Ram commented. So, i'm was not the one who noticed it too?

"Especially Kyle," he added.

"Yep, but I can't blame him why he acted like that. We don’t know their story. You Ashley, do you notice something in the group?" I looked at Matthew. I shook my head.

"No, just the behavior of our friends. Than that, there was no more," I denied. As long as I don't have evidence, I'll keep it to myself.

We decided to go upstairs to rest. The house is already quite and peaceful. The sleep drove me so I closed my eyes.

I woke up because of the sowing of chains. I slowly opened my eyes and observed. It seemed like someone is coming out. I got up and saw that it was only 3 in the morning. I slowly squeezed my doorknob and peeked outside. The hallway was so dark and only small light came from Michael’s bedroom. I closed my door and quietly went to his. It was partial opened so I took a peek inside. I looked like a stalker because of what I am doing. Lmao.

But when I checked his room, he wasn't on his bed. Where would that be?

I went down to see if he got some water. Still, doing my very best to not make a noise while walking downstairs.

We won’t know if there's a killer here, so I must be careful of my actions. When I reached the kitchen, I stood behind on the wall. There was a wall standing before entering the kitchen completely, so I had place to hid. I looked over and saw him put the glass on the table and entered the CR.

I heard some footsteps from the stairs so I sat down and hid again in the large vase on the side of the door. There was no light so I am sure that he won’t see me. I lifted my head and saw that it was Kyle wearing his bare face.

He took the water from the fridge and filled Michael’s glass and sat down. He then drank it, and it seemed like he in a deep thinking. He stood up again and opened the refrigerator, then took the milk. But to my great surprise, someone walked out of the bathroom and the shoot his head with a great hammer. I let out a little scream because of what I saw.

I immediately covered my mouth and slowly went out to my hiding area and ran away. I didn't look back anymore. I just chose to flee and went straight to my room and locked the door.

Then here, I bursted into tears. Aaaah! I saw it! Fuck! Damn, why did I suddenly back out when I can help Kyle?! But, is that Michael? Why did he do that to his twin?

I cried and just cried the whole morning until I fell asleep.

—-

"Kyle was gone, we saw him on CR, tied. There was a chain in his head, and his head was smashed."

I cried again as I heard Ram’s explanation.

I looked at Michael's eyes, but when our eyes met, he looked away. As if he's avoiding the eye contact.

Now, I feel crazy. I didn't get to know who was it because I didn’t see the face. But, I know myself that— Michael was the one who entered the CR and the one who killed Kyle was the person who exited from there.