Chapter FortyOne

Chapter FortyOne

Ella’s Point of View

I sat on the end of the bed all night. For the first few hours, Mike and Luke were gone, I believed him. I believed what he told me, and that everything was fine. I’d go to bed and wake up in the morning and he’d be home… and then the more I thought about it, the more it didn’t make sense.

…and then I realized what was going on.

I was so angry, i didn’t know what to do. I didn’t see the point of telling Peyton about my theory, she would just get defensive and we still weren’t on the best of terms right now, but the more I sat and thought about it, the more I convinced myself that I was right.

He lied to me, Luke lied to Peyton. They were out there, killing.

I stayed there, on the end of the bed, frozen almost, until I heard a car pull up outside and ran to the window. It was them. They were laughing and joking and as I watched them, Luke took off his jacket and tossed it in the boot. They cleaned their hands with something too before clo