Lock Down

"Miss Maysh, may we have a word," the police officer who grabbed me, gestured me to sit on the seat across from him.

Why would anyone want to murder a helpless person, I mean where is their sanity?

I take my seat and he began to ask me a series of questions, while the others sat there in silence.

"Where were you when you found your teacher?"

"I was walking towards the east side across the school parking lot and that's when I saw my teacher covered in blood inside his car." I replied.

Literally, the blood; just the sight of it, I could just feel the warmth of it and even taste it. My fear of blood overcame me, yet, I'm glad I didn't fall unconscious though.

"Were you good friends with your teacher, did you both get along or were their tension between the two of you?"

They really think I did this, why in the hell would I want to do this?

I cleared my throat and answered,

"I wouldn't say our bond was the greatest, but it sure wasn't deadly. No pun intended officer, but in my defense, I was one of his best students in his class so, I would never lay a finger on him." I reassured them and continued,

"He would always come in with a cheerful look on his face and talked so highly of his wife and two kids, therefore why him? Why Mr. Rosa?"

I was trying my best to stay strong through all of this, but all I can remind myself was the death of my parents. To see them in body bags, the blood smeared everywhere, I didn't want to believe it and now with Mr. Rosa? It is triggering my PTSD so hard right now.

"Last question, how old are you Miss Maysh?"

What?

This question took me aback and I raised my eyebrow,

"Excuse me officer, but I don't see how that question is relevant to finding evidence on what happened here. My age should be least of your problems."

I looked at everyone else, but they were lost for words. Like what the hell is everyone's problem. They can't possibly think I had any part of the death of Mr. Roza?

Like what the hell are they playing at?

"Sorry, I was reading your file and it states you are seventeen, is that correct? Your birthday is just before you graduate in May, am I right?" 

He licks his lips and glances at me in an inappropriate way.

Uhm, ew!

"For your information-" I glance towards his name tag and read his name with some sass, "Mr. Jackson.. I am turning legal age before graduation, yes. Although, If you think I had anything to do with this murder, I'll be taking your ass to court and fighting for my God-given right, as I have nothing to be accused for."

Serves him right!

"I'm sorry miss, you may go now."

Good, he's backing off. I do not need this right now.

Everyone stared at me while I got up to leave, with concern in their eyes. I saw my principal about to say something, but then he closed his mouth and looked towards the file in front of him.

I left the room, man was that officer a damn creep! I could report him to his boss, but I have more important things to worry about right now, but to think the others could watch him violate his code and ask me that. Gosh, people these days, and I thought it was innocent until proven guilty?

The school was still in lock down and I quickly made my way to my sister's Homeroom.

Was I suppose to be roaming through the halls, no? yet, I need to make sure she is safe. I didn't really care going back to my class.

I peered through the classroom window and the teacher spotted me. Technically this was so against protocol and no one should open the door for anyone in case of a lockdown, but I was the exception. 

Her teacher was incredibly nice, I did not have her, but they was my sister talked about her, made me wish I did. She came over and opened the door.

"Miss Maysh, shouldn't you be in your own homeroom? I will allow it this time, but make sure to get to your homeroom as soon as possible, if something like this arises again."

I nod.

"Crystal? What are you doing here?" My sister was flushed red in her elegant face and her friends glared at me.

"I'm sorry, I didn't want to go to my class, nor stay with the principal and office staff, instead, I came to make sure you were alright. There was a death and I was the one who reported it."

Their eyes shot wide open and my sister whisphered in a panicked voice,

"Wait what did you just say? You witnessed a death? Who killed who?"

"I did not witness the murder, I found Mr. Rosa not breathing and reported it."

I really didn't want her to panic, so I kept most of it from her. I know she's fifteen and she could take care of herself, but what happened to our parents, I cannot afford her to shut everyone out.

Her teacher 'shh'd' us and we settled down, now it was the waiting game; I just hope they catch this killer and fast.

3 hours later.

It feels like forever, but last year I heard there was a lock down at another high school that lasted five hours. Now, that would be a total pain for sure, but I am not complaining, I am just here to protect my sister. Then above on the ceiling where the intercom was, you could hear static coming from it, then the secretary voiced out,

"End of lock down, end of lock down. We request everyone to take the rest of the day and tomorrow off, as a precaution. Please head home, do not stay on school property. Thank you."

Thank fucking god, we can finally leave. I can't stand being here. I am still nauseous and I have to drive us home.

As we were rushing through the halls to the outdoors, Serenity gleamed at me with her pearly whites, and called out,

"Wahoo! Free at last and it's just start of the morning, what do you want to do sis?" 

I was in shock that she wasn't taking this more seriously, but she's still so young and naïve and ever since mom and dad died, she tries to avoid the subject of death completely. Who could blame her? She just turned 13 when they died.

I replied,

"We'll stop by an ice cream shop on our way home, I guess. Does that sound like a plan? I don't really want to stay out all day, so afterwards, best to lounge at home and watch movies or something." 

"Sure." She answered, as she began to realize by how I was acting towards her, that I was affected by what happened and I smiled at her to reassure her I'd be okay.

Honestly, I don't know what happened today and hopefully that it was just a coincidence, a freak accident, and won't happen again. 

"Crystal, I understand if you do not want me to hear what is going through your mind. Just know, I am not a little girl anymore and I can handle myself out there. More than anything, we are sisters and I want to help you because our bond is nothing like anyone else. Mom and dad would want us to stick together, please don't push me away and feel like you need to protect me."

Oh I wish I could tell you everything.

I am afraid I'll lose her just how we lost our parents and I won't let that occur. I'm just glad nothing happened to her today, god forbid if my nightmare ever were to come true.

"I'll never push you away. Ever." I assured her.

'Good, you know I wouldn't let you anyways. We are stuck with each other sis. Although, I really wish that you didn't have to treat me like a baby, or a glass doll on the shelve. I want you to know that I can protect myself, I am not going to break as easily as you think and I want you to know that." Serenity answered.

I glanced over to her while we were at a red light and put my hand on her leg and replied, "Serenity, I am your older sister, so therefore it's my responsibility to keep you safe. Besides, Mom and dad would have wanted that, so i am doing this for them as well. You are special, you know why?"

The light turned green and I sped down the road.

"Why?" She said teary eyed.

"You are special because, you are my sister! You are a Maysh, and we are the only Maysh's left in our family bloodline. Mom and dad always told me were are apart of something more, not really sure what they were going on about, but I want to believe they knew what they were talking about."

"Oh." She answered.

I will always protect her, no matter what.