Underwater Killings

By: youkai no kira

Chapter One

Tyler Johnson walked through the front door of his two-story house, with the key still in the lock. He threw his backpack roughly on the kitchen table and did a backflip through the kitchen door, into the living room. The teen pulled out his cd player that was in his black trench coat that he left that morning on purpose. He put his head phones on and blasted the music, to the point where his ears would be ringing afterwards. Tyler’s favorite song came on and he soon felt depressed.

The teen ran upstairs, into ghis room; locking the door behind him. Inside his room was endless posters of different kinds of sharks. They were covered in large amounts of blood that the boy had shed from cutting himself. Evertplace on the boy's body was covered in scars and yet the bot still hadn't had enough. He turned off his music, pulled his headphones off his ears, placing it lightly on his desk. Tyler fumbled through his desk drawer and found what he was looking for after many long minutes of throwing out papers. The boy had hid a brand new knife that he bought two nights before. He pulled the sleeve from his black shirt back and began to cut.

Tyler was in the middle of cutting his sixth deep cut, when his cellphone of his back pocketbegan toring. The ringtone that his friend picked out for himself was so annoying, that in order to shut off the noise, he neede to answer it. Tyler sighed in defeat, slamming the blood covered knife on the desk near his cd player. Tyler noticed that during his cutting routine when he got home, something, anything will prevent him from going that extra mile to cut deep through his wrist.

The phone was getting on Tyler's last nerve. He growled as he answered the phone. "What do you want Greg?" Tyler said angrily through his teeth. There was a shocking silence on the other end, as Tyler knew he scared his best friend breathless.

"Uh...Tyler? Yeah. Hey. I know I'm intrrupting something very important to you and I know you're angry at me right now, but something's come up."

Tyler calmed himself. "What is it?"

Greg gulped on the other end of the line. Tyler sighed. "Tyler, your little sister, Mary...well, she..." There was a long pause.

Tyler's yees went wide. "What happened to Mary?!" Is she alright?" Greg knew how much Mary meant to Tyler. He wouldn't dare keep any secrets. Even if they lived in two different states. That's one of the reasons for Tyler's mass cuttings.

"Tyler...calm down befor I tell you this."

"I am calm. Just worried." Tyler replied. The poor boy was shaking now.

"Your little sister was killed by a shark. She was at the beach and swam to far out into the water. The shark pulled he in and...well...the doctors at the hospital couldn't save her. I'm sorry, Tyler. I know since with everything going on and stuff, that you didn't need any more stress, but this is something that I needed to tell you about. Tyler? Tyler? Hello. Tyler, where did you go? TYLER?!"