Story Idea 2

I watched in horror as his crimson red blood splattered the freshly painted walls of the New Year Inn. I had to. If I didn't they said they would murder my family. Terror clenched my stomach and forced me to empty its contents. I had to run, to get away from this awful disaster. But what could I do? Would I turn myself in to the police only to serve a life sentence? Maybe if I just hid his body and gave myself a new identity. Nobody would know. Things would be back to normal as they always were. I snapped back into the horrific reality I had created for myself when Andy's Nokia started vibrating. I keep my eyes on the phone and as I near it I see it says TAYLOR BALTMAN. I pick it up quickly and hear a panicked female voice saying, "Andy, Andy! Where are you? Somebody keeps staring into my windows and...and..." A continuous beep signals that the phone has been hung up after three gun shots. What have I gotten into? I hurriedly ran to the door, but retreat. Why? This is my time to escape. I have to go, I'm wasting time. Soon they're coming to pick me up and I'm still just standing here. My time is now. I hear muffled voices, two pairs of feet shuffling across the paved path to the main doors, and a scream- somebody must have gotten in their way.
I silently walk backwards, praying I'm not clumsy enough to knock something over and give away my location. I look back at Andy's awkwardly positioned body and see the matted and blood caked hair, the gruesome chest wound, and the injury above his ear that gushes blood. I give a silent sorry, but know it's too late. My heart races and my knees go weak when the brass door knob of the Inn room rotates and the door is flung open.
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