Payback From The Past

Chp.4 - Little Do I know

Serenas POV:

"Serena! Serena? Sere-" Before she repeated my name again for the third time, I answered as if nothing had happened. " I'll be down in a second"

I started shaking; I was oblivious as to what I was supposed to do. I could lie and act as if nothing happened and wait until someone realises. Or tell my mum it was an accident, and that she already had the knife in her chest when I came in.

I had no time to waste, my mum was calling me.

I sat down at the table with my mum, not saying a word. I was petrified, that if I had said anything wrong then my life would be over.

"Sweetheart, where's Peggy?" I stuttered " P-Peggy, i-i dont know where she is um... I didn't see her in her room or downstairs or-" I realised I was blabbering on when my mum interrupted, and held my hand on the dinner table. " Okay, she's probably in the loo or something."

I had to do something that showed she wasn't here; forge a letter or get rid of her clothes to show she at least tried to escape.

Still at the dinner table eating, my mum started questioning herself as to where Peggy might be. "Peggy, Peggy, Peg-" "Mum!" I shouted. " I don't think she's here." My mum was confused as ever. " I didn't see her anywhere upstairs and she's not answering you.

"Come on Serena, help me look around the house for her, and if she doesn't return tomorrow were contacting the police."

My heartbeat dropped. I was terrified of what might happen, she had to be dead if I wanted to be alive.

I told mum that I'll check in her room but she had already made it there before me.

There was a whole scene in her room. We slowly ventured around for any pieces of evidence which shows where she could be.

My mum turnt her head to the right clearly seeing that she must have got out by the window but when it came to the point where she looked out the window there was no major reaction.

My mum walked out the room, banging the door shut. I raced to the window only to realise that Peggy was gone!

After hours of trying to sleep, i was finally able to shut my eyes and forget all about reality, and think only of Peppa Pig.

The next day had arrived, and it came into my mind that I was only a seven year, I didn't deserve the life I was given, so I could do what any ordinary seven year old would do - lie and let our imagination go wild.

The Police officers arrived and they began questioning my mum. Questions like "Did you and your daughter have a strong relationship with Peggy?" "Do you have any sort of clues to show where she might have gone?" And " Do you think she would have done anything that could take her life?" The answers were all clearly no.

They didn't ask me any questions because at that time I wasn't a suspect.

They continued searching for another six months but they never found her.

I still believed that she's dead and was thrown in a ditch or pond.

No evidence lied upon me, so to me everything was fine...