He killed Brother! My brother. How dare he? He took my brother away from me. But he's happy. Happy that I will never see Brother again and neither will Mommy.
As if he could feel my gaze, he met my stare, and I narrowed my eyes at him.If he thinks this is funny, maybe he should give it a try himself.
I didn't know where Alice came from, but she flew straight into him. He tried to hit her, but she continued to slam into him over and over again.
I saw the other boys try and help him, but it was as if they couldn't get to him.
Or maybe it was because I didn't want them to.
Alice flew up and shot back into Orange Hair, but this time the force pushed him completely off the edge.
"Jewel!"
A boy appeared in front of me with gold eyes that reminded me of Brother. He blocked my gaze, preventing me from seeing the tragic end of the person who killed my brother.
My hearing returned, and with it came multiple screams, then a loud thump as the boy hit the ground.
"Logan," I whispered, breaking through my haze to finally see who was in front of me.
He removed his hands, and we both stared at the orange-haired boy who was on the ground screaming in agonizing pain. I frowned, realizing someone had saved him.
He didn’t deserve it, though.
He took Brother from me.
Logan cupped my head in his hands. "Jewel, stop."
"He took Brother. He killed him," I announced in a monotone voice, feeling devoid of any emotions other than the anger and hatred I felt for the boy who killed my brother.
A woman knelt next to us, and I slowly met her pink eyes.
"Jewel, sweetheart. It's okay. Come here." Logan's mother pulled me into her arms and lifted me up.
"No. It's not okay! Brother! He killed Brother!" I screamed, trying to pull away.
I would make him pay. I had to, for Brother.
I began to cry, thrashing in Logan’s mother’s arms. They tightened around me, making it impossible for me to escape.
"Logan!" she screamed.
I opened my eyes to stare as Logan walked toward the crowd that was beginning to form around Orange Hair. Logan’s mom carried me over there, trying to stop Logan, but he got there first.
"Logan Cross, what are—" someone began, but Logan pointed at the orange-haired boy at his feet.
"MURDERER! HE KILLED JEWEL'S BROTHER! HE PUSHED HIM! I SAW IT!" he announced loudly for everyone to hear.
"What?!" Similar exclamations were heard across the crowd of students and teachers.
"Jewel, he pushed your brother?" Logan's mom asked me.
I nodded.
"HE KILLED BROTHER," I called out.
A man came through the crowd with a stern expression on his face. He stared at Logan and me, looking between us for a full minute before nodding his head.
"They speak TRUTH! Lark Huntly, you are under arrest."