The Therapygiver: The Deadly Deadline

This is the third series that's part of my series, the Therapygiver. The first one's here, and the second one's here. This is also going to be the last story of my series. There isn't going to be a prologue to this story, or anything else. Alright, enjoy!
==Chapter 1 | The Outlandish Onset==
The police officer escorted us into the back of a truck.
Police Officer: This is what you get for disrespecting the law.
Me: Wait, why are you pushing us into the back of a-
Police Officer: *slaps the back of my head* Shut your trap!
Then he shoved us into the truck. He also untied Zach (aka the guy who tried to murder us for no reason) and X (works for the other douche I told you about just now) and shoved them in as well. They shut the door, leaving us with no light, so we couldn't see each other.
I liked it much better this way, to be honest. The only bad part is that I couldn't see my brother (Ryan).
That police officer started the van and drove. Fortunately, he was stupid enough to forget to take our phones away. And you all know what that means...
Okay, maybe you don't know what that means. But it's fine. It just means that I have Minecraft Earth on my phone. And you all know that in this messed-up world that I live in, I can kill people with Minecraft (that's probably not true, because now I know that X was the one killing the people. But hey, it's still worth a shot).
So I turned on my phone, and it immediately blinded me with its maxed-out brightness. The downside? You literally just read it. The upside? I could see my brother again (including everyone else, but they're not important).
Zach: Ugh! God, could you turn it down a notch?
Me: I'll do it if you stop being a baby! 
When I opened Minecraft Earth, the Blindness icon appeared in the top right corner of the screen. Hmm. I guess this does apply to real life. I equipped a diamond pickaxe and broke the wall separating me and the possibly-fake police officer.
Police Officer: What the... hey, aren't you supposed to-
I pulled out a diamond sword and murdered him. The end. I was pretty glad I was seeing all of this through my phone screen, otherwise, I would've had nightmares for months. I spawned in an Enderman to take the dead body away.
I went back to the others.
Me: Alright, who knows how to drive?
 A couple of minutes later...
We arrived into the woods, and we parked pretty deep in there.
Me: *pulls out phone* Wait a sec. I wanna try something.This time, it was daytime, so my phone's brightness didn't bother me that much. I opened Minecraft Earth again and placed a block down.X: What the fu- where'd this random block come from?I looked up from my screen. I saw an oak plank block there. Huh, I thought to myself, I guess my idea did work.Welp, time to start building!I proceeded onto building our house. Really, it shouldn't have taken that long, but hey, if we were going to live in a house, it might as well be a good house. Complete with beds, furnaces, and chests full of stuff. I put my phone away and marvelled at the beauty I'd just made.Me: Ladies and gentlemen... my house! Well, more like our house...X: *grits his teeth* Well, what about our phones and stuff? Don't we need electricity?Me: Hmm... I might have a solution to that...I took an empty space and put a Redstone block down. I put a hopper on top of that and put my phone in the hopper. Sure enough, it started charging.Me: There we go! Jealous much, X?X: *growls* Grrr... who're you calling jealous?!Me: I just said it... you.X: You little - you little - argh! I can do so many more things you can do! You have no clue about what I've accomplished!Me: Actually, I do. You killed a couple'o people.X: Argh! You worthless piece of garbage! I don't know what you're thinking, but you're crazy to talk like that towards me! You know very well that I can kill you in seconds!Me: Shut up, X! If you can do all those things like they're nothing, then can't you just calm down?X: Me? I can't! Can't you see? I-Me: I just told you! Shut up!Zach: Oh, for Pete's sake! Shut up, both of you! Before I do it myself!Me: I'll shut up when he stops talking! My brother's only ten years old, you know!X: So? It's not like he doesn't watch Markiplier!Me: Zip it, X!X: If you keep talking to me like that, I'll shove a sword up your fucking pìgu! (If you keep talking to me like that, I'll shove a sword up your fucking ass!)Me: That's bull! I could just trap you in Bedrock right now, you know! Because, frankly, I'm being super fed up with you!X: That's a load of bull! You don't have the guts to do it!Me: Yes I do! I had the guts to kill someone! I can definitely trap someone!X: Go ahead, then! Unless you're too scared to! Is that what it is? Me: Too scared? Too scared?! I'm not insane, that's what it is! I have enough of a conscience to know that trapping you in Bedrock could very well kill you!X: I thought you already killed someone! Can't you just do it again?Ryan: Oh. My. God. Could you two just shut u-Then our door broke down.
== The Baffling Burglary ==
We all stayed silent as a mime, and then ran and hid under our beds. We heard voices.
Person 1: Where are they?
Person 2: I dunno, why don't you start looking?
Person 1: Someone commented on my Facebook profile! I gotta follow them.
Person 2: *slaps the phone out of person 1's hand* Oh, will you stop fussing about your stupid Facebook page! We were hired to look for those kids! They probably killed one of our colleagues, you know!
Person 1: So? Let them kill him/her. Good for them, or whatever. You know those kids could do far worse, like sue us.
Person 2: Pfff. Sue us? What makes you think they'll sue us?
Person 1: They made this entire house for themselves! They must be really rich.
Person 2: Oh, for Pete's sake! Just start looking! I'll go upstairs. I need a smoke break.
Person 1: *under his breath* Smoking is bad for you, you know.
Person 2: What?
Person 1: Nothing.
We all stayed upstairs, listening to the conversation. I pulled out my phone and told the others:
Me: Don't. Move. A. Muscle. I'll deal with them.
I crawled out from under the bed. I opened Minecraft Earth again and equipped the best gear I could find. I drank a potion of invisibility and snuck up on the guy. Unfortunately, he heard me drinking the potion. His head whirled toward me.
Person 2: What was that? *lifts gun* Who's there?
I moved out of the way and threw my bottle down the stairs. Or, at least I tried to. I accidentally threw it at the wall.
Person 2: What? Who's there? I'll shoot, I swear!
I silently moved down the stairs. Person 1 was clomping up the stairs. Good, good, everything was going according to the plan. I moved out of the other guy's way.
Person 2: What? Don't come here! I'll really shoot you! I'll kill you!
Fortunately for me, Person 1 made it up the stairs. Unfortunately for Person 1, he should've jumped out of the way before Person 2 pulled the trigger. Also, unfortunately for Person 2, he should've gotten a good look at Person 1 before pulling the trigger.
Basically, Person 2 thought Person 1 was one of us and blasted him into a million smithereens.
== The Alarming Aftermath ==
The body parts of Person 1 spattered everywhere. They even reached the windows. But, since I was practically standing right next to him, they also splattered me. I quickly dropped to the floor, so it would look like the body parts also fell to the floor. Frankly, it was disgusting. It was like that scene in season 3 of the Walking Dead by Telltale, when David had to smear himself in Walker guts to hide from them. Except I had no rhyme or reason to have myself covered in people pieces. Person 2 was in shock.
Person 2: What... I - crap, what do I do now? Crap crap crap...
Person 2: I just killed him I just killed him I just killed him I just killed him. What the heck what the heck what the heck. Oh. My. God I just killed him. I'm going to get fired now...
Yup. You get the gist of it. He basically just cursed and muttered random stuff over and over again. I found this to be the perfect opportunity to escape. I slowly crawled over close to him. He noticed.
Person 2: What?! Who the hell is there?! I'll frickin' kill you!
He proceeded to spam click (if this were a video game) his gun at me. If I didn't have a shield, I would be 100% no doubt dead, even worse than the state of how Person 1 is right now.
Man, I thought, that guy's mind must have gone off the rails or something. I laid there stiller than a statue, waiting for him to turn his back. Except he never did. Instead, he laid down in the fetal position, held his head, and cried. I still didn't move, because I was still waiting for this guy to turn around. He never did. So instead, I decided to put my shield on the floor, prop it up against my shoulder, take out my bow and arrow, and fire at the guy. Long story short, that guy finally broke his smoking habit. I stood up and walked over to where the guys were hiding. 
Me: Alright guys, the coast is clear now. You can stop hiding. 
X: *crawls out from under bed* Geez, what did you do to those poor people? 
Me: Technically, I didn't do this. 
X: Yeah, whatever, kid. Maybe you're not so bad. 
Category:Creepypasta