Free Simon Death High by Blair Burden Page A

he knew she was
there. Her heart felt as if it were about to explode out of her
chest as they stayed silent. Within a blink of an eye, Hannah
hurried and ran back to the motel as silently as she could. Linda
hurried behind her and soon caught up with her.
    “Oh my god!” Hannah screamed as she ran back
into the motel for Michael. “M, put some shoes on we have to
go!”
    “What? What is going on?” Michael said as
his heart began to race, knowing something was wrong.
    Hannah searched the room for her cell phone,
just to realize she had no service. “Let's just go!”
    Linda ran into the motel room where Tyler
was sleeping and jumped on the bed trying to wake him up. “TYLER!
Tyler!” she screamed as she shook him. “Oh no!” She turned Tyler on
his side and white foamed came out his mouth. “They drugged
him!”
    She screamed as she heard footsteps enter
the room, thinking it was Adam, but it was Hannah. Hannah shook her
head to leave him and she pulled Linda to leave. “We need to go
now,” Hannah cried. “Before they come back!”
    “I don't have the car keys,” Linda said as
she quickly searched Adam's jacket.
    “Let's just run,” Hannah said.
    “Okay, but whatever you do Hannah, just keep
running because I’m not stopping,” Linda whispered to only her and
it made her wonder why.
    “I think we should drive—”
    “Just fuck it!” Michael said and they all
ran out the motel room and out the opposite way they came into the
dark shadows of the night.
    They continued to run for ten minutes until
they were only surrounded by trees. As they stopped, Linda
continued to run, leaving Hannah and Michael behind.
    Linda began to breathe normally again as she
spotted streets and ran to the busy train station where people were
trying to leave town. She stood at the end of the line that wrapped
around the corner and waited, looking over her shoulders every
second. She waited for twenty minutes until she finally was up
next.
    As Linda left the ticket window, her eye's
grew large as she witnessed five police officers walking toward her
as she put her train ticket in her pocket. Her eyes were busy, as
she looked to see who they were coming for. She pointed at herself
and dropped her wallet.
    “You're under arrest,” said a police.
    Linda didn't say anything but she knew a
reason why she would be arrested. She never thought she would be
arrested for something like this. She would much rather be on
television arrested for public drinking or something silly—not a
murder investigation.
    She would have villain on her forehead for
the rest of her life. No man would ever want to marry her, unless
he was a creepy guy who married prison women—but she wouldn't be
interested. And she would not be able to find a job, but why would
she care—she would be in prison until she was ninety.
    Random people stared at Linda, as she was
put into the police car as if she were the most horrible person in
the world. As if she were nothing but trash—but she knew she wasn't
trash—she knew she wasn't dirt. They probably thought she was a
runaway kid—she hoped that—anything but a murderer.
    It seemed to take no time at all to get back
to Simon. As they turned the corner, Linda stuck her head down as
it seemed like the whole town and media was outside the Simon
police station. She tried to catch her breath as she saw her life
flash before her eyes—it was a short life.
    The police roughed her up as he pulled her
out the police car. For a tiny girl, she was stronger than many
would think as she held her body back. He tugged on her again this
time with all his force and she fell to her knees. She would regret
that later when a huge scar would be there.
    As Linda walked into the police station, she
looked right into Adam and Lucy's lifeless eyes. The cop took off
the handcuffs from her wrist and sat her next to them. She twitched
as she didn't want to look at them. They were really the last
people she wanted to see at that moment.