The Truth

Ethan's POV

I followed Justin's car deep into the woods. It was a one hour ride. I tried to stay my distance from Justin's car. Finally, a cabin came into view. I decided to park onto the side of the road and walk rest of the way.

I hid behind a bush and watched Justin as he got out of the car and opened the back door of his car. What the hell was he keeping back there. He seemed pretty tensed when I mentioned it.

My heart started beating when I saw him pull out a what looked like a body. It was covered with a white blanket and I could see the blood staining it.

My mind was telling me to run and go tell the police but my heart told me to stay and keep Justin's secret safe.

He threw the body over his shoulder and started to open his door. Then he disappeared into the house.

Should I follow? But what if he kills me? No he won't he said it himself that he has feelings towards me. So he wouldn't hurt me right?

I shook off my unsure feeling and decided to enter the old cabin. The door creaked as I opened it. I froze to hear if he heard me but their were screams coming from the basement so I doubt he heard.

Weird. Why would he leave his front door open. I decided to ignore it as I started to head closer and closer towards the screams.

I could feel my whole body shake in fear. I knew that the right thing to do is get help but I just couldn't I had to admit I was in love with that killer.

On that night at the bar I finally felt happy. He listened when I talked to him. He wasn't like other guys that just wanted to get in my pants. Well, he did but this time it was different.

The screams grew louder and I had to cover my ears. I looked at the wooden door that I stood in front of. I was afraid to witness the horrific sight that will most likely scar me for life.

I reached my hand toward the door knob about to pull open the door. But instead the door opened wide and I knew at that moment that I will die. Justin will most likely get pissed and kill me.

But it wasn't Justin instead it was a bloody girl with no arm standing in front of me. I felt like screaming at the top of my lungs. I felt like running straight out the door.

But I couldn't move I felt paralyzed from head to toe. I just stood there shocked. Then the girl grabbed my arm and tried to keep her balance.

She looked at me straight in the eyes and finally spoke.

"Help me." Her voice sounded dry maybe it was from all the screaming.

I finally felt my body move.

"Don't worry I'll help you get out of here." I grabbed her right arm and wrapped it on my shoulder to help pull her up. I helped her towards the door.

I was almost out when I heard a dark emotionless voice behind me.

"What do you think your doing?"