Chad Woods
I smirk, wiping the bloodstain off my hand as Amy lies on the ground.
How did my own dad fish her? A delicate beauty that's meant to be mine only.
"I do want to kill you," I scoff at her unconscious body, "but I'm not ready for jail yet. That's why I even disabled the CCTV cameras." I smile to myself.
Seeing Amy next to my dad made my blood boil. Every second he spends near her is like torture to me.
I hear Dad's voice at a distance and immediately panic. I lift Amy's light body and drag her to the old room I used to sleep in.
"f**k! I didn't think about this. The old man will murder me," I mutter, pacing around the room, locking the door behind me.
I quickly close the curtains and step out, pretending I just came to get something.
As I walk down the hallway, I hear Dad'
