Psycho •Brance•

I could never kill anyone

Vances pov:

"Holly shit this mother fucker bleeds a lot" I thought as I cleaned up the mess I made. It took hours to clean after that one, at Lea no one expects me to have killed anyone. I'm honestly surprised.
I walked into school the next day and sat down, people were whispering about the kid who went missing last night, Alex Walker, the guy I killed of course. " Hey Vance, did you hear?" One of my best friends, Robin said leaning back in his chair. "No?" Yes. "What happened?" I know what happened. "Alex was killed last night. And there was like, no trace of the killer but it couldn't have been suicide." Robin said with wide eyes. " isn't it weird how no one notices these people until they die?" I said before the teacher began teaching.
" sorry I'm late ms." A beautiful voice rang through the classroom Bruce Yamada. Bruce was never late. He came and sat next to me as always, a smile plastered on his face. How is he so happy all the time? Is he on drugs or something? I stared at him, how could I not notice how gorgeous he was? He had soft black hair and dark eyes. How could anyone not love him? I mean not that I love him, he's just pretty.
"Why is Bruce so happy after what happened?" "Maybe he's the killer" omg that makes sense " "no way in hell it's him" "I mean he seems so happy"
Everyone was talking about him like he did it, he could never. What if someone tells the cops and they investigate him?
"I think if anyone in this school did it, it's Vance."
I snapped out of my trance. Of course I have a record but " I could never kill anyone" Fuck I said that out loud. I got up and left the classroom, not caring that footsteps followed me.