Sophia’s POV:
I’m sitting in the questioning room after Detective Clark showed me his laptop and the camera footage that my parents kept from me. It’s weird seeing myself in this kind of situation. have no idea what I’m doing; I don’t remember any of this.
I keep looking at video as it continues to show me watching my parents sleep. The time on the footage shows it’s 3:45am I start walking out of the room into the kitchen. Then Detective Clark closes the laptop shut.
“Why did you close it? I was about to do something I need to know the truth about what happened.”
“I haven’t watched the rest yet, and honestly, we have no idea what comes after this. It may be too much for you to handle right now.”
“Don’t tell me what I can handle, you don’t even know me at all. What makes you think you can boss me around like this?”
“Sophia, listen to me, you just found your parents were brutally murdered in their own bed in your own home, and for all we know this footage shows what really happens I am not going to let you watch that after the emotional turmoil you just went through.”
“Fine, then what the heck am I still doing here? Why do you need me here if you won’t even let me try and figure out what happened? If I’m so fragile, let me leave.”
I watch as he studies me, wondering what flipped in me all of a sudden to be so cold to him. I mean if he really wants me to, I’ll be cold and mature for him. He thinks I’m a child; but I’m not. I just saw my lifeless parents less than four hours ago, and there’s no coming back from that. He can stop making it seem like I’ll fall apart at any moment.
Finally, he opens his mouth. “Fine go, keep your phone next to you, though. I’ll most likely need to call you back in for questioning after I watch these tapes.”
I didn’t think he was actually going to let me go. I was surprised to say the least, but I couldn’t let him know that. I kept my hard facial expression, got up, and left, slamming the door behind me. Walking out into the hall of the police station, I see Mads sitting on one of the chairs. The minute she sees me, she runs and gives me the biggest hug. Usually, I would hate this, but right now this is exactly what I needed. It’s not every day that you see your dead parents in your own house.
“Mads, I think I killed them…”
She pulls away slowly looking at me, studying me, probably trying to figure out if I’m playing some sick joke on her or something.
“What do you mean you think you killed them? You’re joking right? I mean, this must be some sick joke because you would never kill your parents. Sophia you would never kill, your parents right?”
I looked at her with a blank face; I didn’t know how to explain this to her. I don’t even really understand what I am supposed to say to myself. That on the 13th I just decided to sleep murder my parents. But, I also don’t even know if this was the truth. Maybe I didn’t kill them, maybe someone else did. Detective Clark won’t tell me anything.
I didn’t say anything, I walked straight past her, out of the police department, and ran to my car. Mads came out running after me, she got into the car with me. We sat in the car for about five minutes before she started asking more questions.
“So, are you going to tell me what the heck happened in that room? Or are we just going to slide past it and act like you didn’t just basically confess to killing your parents?”
“I- I don’t know if I killed them, but Detective Clark found cameras all around my house, and basically there’s footage of me walking around on the night that my parents were murdered.”
“Okay? But doesn’t mean that you murdered them, Sophia.”
“Well, I know, but who else would’ve done it. There was no evidence of a break-in.”
“Okay, well did you watch the rest of the video to see who actually did it then?”
“No, because Mr. Hot Shot wouldn’t let me do it until he watches the rest of the video. He basically said I was too fragile to watch it because of what I’ve been through.”
“Wait, what? He wouldn’t let you watch a video of yourself because you are too fragile that makes no sense! Who does he think he is?”
“Mads, I really don’t know. All I know is I am tired and just want to shower this night off of me.”
“Okay, okay, fine. We can go to my house, because your house is probably covered in cops and police tape.”
I nodded and pulled out of the police station parking lot; we didn’t say a word the whole drive to her house. When we got there, it was like her whole family knew exactly what happened. I mean it makes sense, Mads probably told them all about this. I just wanted someone to treat me like normal.
“Mads, I can’t keep doing this. I can’t let people look at me as the girl who just lost her parents. I can’t look at one more person that looks at me like I am a lost puppy who just got ran over by a car, okay.”
“I don’t understand what you’re saying, you don’t want people to have sympathy for you after you just lost your parents? I’m confused now”
“Maddie, you don’t understand, it’s like no matter who looks at me or who I come into contact with, they look at me with sadness. You don’t think I know what happened is sad? I do okay, I do. But I don’t need everyone I know looking at me like they know too, and everyone looking at me like I’m not strong enough to handle this situation. I am not a child.”
“Sophia, you just found your parents dead and you don’t want people to know that… Why?”
“I knew you wouldn’t understand. I mean you still have your whole family sitting in your living room. Meanwhile, the only family I have ever had my entire life are dead and I am getting questioned left and right by the police, and everyone keeps looking at me and waiting for me to fall apart, news flash I’m not going to.”
I couldn’t take it anymore, I grabbed my bag and left. I drove all the way back to the police station and set up to sleep in my car, thinking there’s nowhere else to go and assuming that I’d most likely be called back here soon enough.
Detective Clark’s POV:
This video footage is hours long, spanning all the way through Sophia’s entire day until she found her parents. She didn’t kill them; although, she did let the person who did it into the house. But who is it? They covered up their entire body and then covered up the cameras during the murders.
“DANIEL!”
“Yes, boss.”
I watched as he ran into my office. “Get Sophia on the phone.”
He nodded “Right away sir, and what do I tell her, exactly?”
A couple minutes later, I saw Sophia walk into my office, she looked like she had just woken up and how did she get here so fast.
“Hello, how did you get here in 5 minutes?”
“I was sleeping in my car in the parking lot. Do you have a problem with that?”
“Yes, I do. Why are you sleeping here instead of your friend’s house? And why does it have to be in front of my police station?”
“I don’t think that is any of your business. Also, I am pretty sure this isn’t your station, so could you just talk to me about what you need; then, I can at least try to go get some more sleep before you call me back here again. Or should I just make camp right here in your office and wait for you to need me again?”
Okay, so someone woke up on the wrong side of the car. Her attitude was starting to get on my nerves.
“Alright, then, let me not waste any more of your time, then Miss Johnson. I finished watching the video and you didn’t kill your parents; although in your sleepwalking state, you did indeed let the person who did into your house. This person knew exactly where all the cameras were and covered up the one in your parents’ bedroom while they were murdered. Meaning there’s no evidence yet on how exactly they were murdered we won’t know until I get the autopsy reports back and finish tearing down the crime scene looking for the murder weapon.”
“Okay, that’s what you had to call me in for? To tell me I didn’t murder them and that I know who it is? Do you not remember that I had no idea what I was doing in that video; I don’t remember letting anyone into my house that night at all.”
I turn my laptop towards her so she can see where I stopped the video.
“I know that you don’t remember, but maybe you can see something in the body shape of the killer, and we can possibly figure out who murdered your parents. Then we can close this case and both move on with our lives.”
“That’s what you take my parents case as, just an obstacle to get over? You do realize I just lost the only family I have and am all alone now? I found my parents murdered in my own home and the first thing you did was try to say I murdered my own parents. For someone who graduated early and at the top of your class, you’re really arrogant and oblivious. Where’s your sympathy? Oh, sorry you’re a big hot shot detective I forgot your type doesn’t have sympathy.”
“Okay, can you just look at the laptop, and tell me if you recognize the body of this person, so I can get you and your attitude out of my office?”
She rolls her eyes at me and bends down to study the figure. This is the first time that I’m seeing the brown highlights in her blonde hair and that her eyes are blue with a dark green rim around them.
“Honestly, the person looks like a woman maybe around my age eighteen to nineteen; she looks like any other girl I know.”
“Do you think it could’ve been one of your classmates?”
“You really think a teenage girl who I go to high school with killed my parents?”
“You said it yourself: she looks to be around your age. Why would it be so surprising if a girl you went to school with killed your parents? I mean, three hours ago you thought you did it.”
The way she stares at me drives me insane. She tries so hard to hate me, and it’s all because I said she wasn’t strong enough, what’s her problem?
“Okay, fine. What if it is someone I go to school with? How do you plan on figuring out who killed my parents. That could be any girl in the whole district.”
“Well, I need to fingerprint our house because the one thing this girl did wrong was taking her gloves off to cover the camera. So any girl with these nails and the same fingerprint is our murderer.”
I fast forward, to the time frame where the suspect took her glove off to show Sophia the nails I return the camera back around to show her.
I see the blood leave her face. She looks like she just saw her dead parents again and this is when I know. Sophia knows who killed her parents now, and it’s someone she knows.
“So, you do know who she is, don’t you?”
She doesn’t say anything; she just looks at me and then back at the computer, next thing I know she is falling to the ground. I ran to catch her right as she fell into my arms. She’s out and doesn’t look good.
“DANIEL CALL AN ABULANCE!!!”
Sophia’s POV:
It’s like I’m in a daze. I’m in and out of consciousness: my eyes keep shutting without my control. I see lights skipping fast. Like I’m running but I’m laying down.
“Wh- What’s happening?”
I try to sit up but it’s like there’s a boulder weighing me down.
“Hey, hey shhhh. It’s okay. You fainted, we are in the hospital, and you are very dehydrated and haven’t eaten in two days. No wonder you passed out in my office.”
“Ethan, wait what is happening? Where are my parents?”
“How do you know my first name? I never told you that. Sophia how do you know my name?”
I heard him ask me questions, but I couldn’t respond, I was tired of explaining myself to people. The next thing I know I’m out again. it’s a comfortable sleep, nothing hurts anymore, and my parents are still alive, everything is still okay.
I wake up in a hospital room; it’s cloudy and dark. I have no idea what day or time it is. Although it’s all hitting me again, I really am alone. Not only are my parents dead but… Maddie killed them.
“Whe- Where am I?”
“You’re awake?”
I turn my head towards the chair to my right where Ethan Clark, the head detective on my parents’ case, is sitting next to my bed. Why is he here? Why am I here?
“What am I doing here? Weren’t we just in your office?”
“Yes, we were in my office two days ago. But you forgot to say that you hadn’t eaten for two days before finding your parents, which I’m guessing is something you’re used to. But with the case and the mystery of your parents’ murder, you forgot to eat?”
I couldn’t think of a comeback because he’s right. I completely forgot to eat at the three-day mark. I’ve never forgotten, but finding my parents’ dead in my own house made me forget about anything and everything.
“Tell me Sophia, why do you starve yourself?”
“I don’t think that’s any of your business. Last time I checked, you’re just a detective who’s way too young to even be one.”
“Now, Sophia how do you know that information? How do you know my first name, as well? I heard you say it while you were in and out of consciousness.”
“I looked into you when I found out that you were the one looking into my parents’ case.”
“Okay, and what did you find?”
“Ethan Clark, only child, 20 years old, graduated two years early from high school, and a year early from college. Should I mention the connections you made while in school, which is how you’re lead detective a year into a career, or can we just skip that bit?”
“Mmmmm okay you did do your research, although you missed a piece of key information. I went to your high school.”
“Wait, that means you knew who I was before this, didn’t you?”
“No, I didn’t Sophia, but I know that high school from the inside out, which means that I can ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,figure out who exactly did murder your parents. If only you told me who it was in the video that made pass out, which we will talk about after you tell me who it is who has those nails in the video.”
“It’s Maddie, it’s her.”
“Your friend? Are you sure?”
“Yeah, I’m sure those are her nails; she got them done with me, and they are for her senior picture. So yeah, I’m sure it’s her in that video.”
“Okay so why would she kill your parents? Any motive?”
“No, I don’t know why she murdered them and I’d very much like to understand why just as much as you do.”
“Alright then, you rest up and eat something because next time I need answers you. And for you not to on me.”
He stands up and starts walking to the door. As dark and mysterious as he is, he stayed at my bedside until I woke up.
“Wait. Why did you stay here, especially when you have an entire murder investigation on your hands?”
“Because I realized you lost everyone you have ever known in the last seventy-two hours. You would’ve awakened alone. Even a hot shot like me who only cares about himself can’t let someone wake up alone in a hospital.”
“Hmm, so you do have a heart after all, that’s weird.”
He scoffed and walked out the door. Now I was really alone with my thoughts, with reality, and with the realization that life will never be the same. My parents are dead, and my best friend was the one to do it. Why? What does she have against me?
Three days later
I’m finally released from the hospital after five days for dehydration and malnourishment. I’m walking out getting an uber on the phone; I look up and there he is, Ethan Clark, leaning against his car looking like some dashing prince in a fairy tale: I don’t know if it pisses me off or makes my heart flutter.
“What are you doing here?”
“Thought you’d need a ride. Since your car is still sitting in the parking lot of the police station.”
“Oh, well, that is nice; thank you.”
I start walking towards the car and he opens the door for me. As I crawl into his car, it smells really nice and it’s oddly very clean, like a new car clean. He gets in and starts driving out of the parking lot; I’m thinking we are going straight to the police station, but he takes an exit off the freeway early.
“Wait, where are you going? I thought there was still one more exit before we got off.”
“I thought that maybe you would be hungry. You probably haven’t eaten a decent meal in the last five days while being in that place, and I know you didn’t eat the three days prior, to that so you need a meal.”
“Oh, it’s fine really, I can get food after we get to the station. I’ll probably uber something plus I want to know what you found during the three days that I spent in the hospital. You have to know something.”
“Don’t worry Sophia, I have all the files in my briefcase, and we can talk about everything while you eat.”
I didn’t know what to say because, honestly, I wasn’t planning on eating like I said I was. I was just hoping to get him off my back. Now, I’m going to be eating with this man while he talks about my best friend brutally murdering my parents. Yay.
We drive into the parking lot of a steakhouse and sit down when the server comes around asking for drinks and appetizers. We both ask for water and give our orders to the server. Once he’s gone, I’m ready to get down to business and figure out what happened while I have been out of commission.
“So, what did you find about Maddie? Any motive?”
“She’s in police custody now, we arrested her yesterday. After finding the murder weapon, her father’s hunting knife, in the locker. The motive was spit she wanted what you had and was mad because she couldn’t get it. She’s not sorry for what she did, either.”
He stops talking when the waiter comes with our food. He if we need anything else before going back to his work.
“Okay, so that’s it? She confessed to murdering them and gave you all the details?”
“Well, not everything, she won’t tell us exactly how she did it without waking you up. She wants to see you first.”
“No, absolutely not: I am not seeing her. She is psychotic and murdered my family; why would I want to see her?”
“I mean I’m not going to drag you into that room to talk to her. All I can say is I will be there in the room with you. You’d be completely safe, and she wouldn’t be able to get to you at all. Like I said, I won’t force you in there, but unless you want to know what happened to your parents. Seeing her is the only way to do it.”
“You’d be there? I wouldn’t be alone at all?”
“No, you wouldn’t. I’m not letting you be alone in a room with someone who killed your parents and also wants your life. I would lose my job over that.”
So, it’s just about him getting fired, not really my safety. I mean if he didn’t want to get fired, he could just send any one of the deputies in there with me; it doesn’t have to be him.
“Fine I’ll talk to her. But once I’ve heard enough, I’m done. I’m leaving the room and once I leave, I will not ever look at her face again unless it’s for the trial.”
“Okay, I respect that. I’ll call the station to get everything situated. Finish eating and then we will head out.”
He walks off to make calls as I finish my plate. He was right, I needed some good food. The room finally comes, into perfect focus and my head stops pounding. I drank my water, and by the time he comes back, he paid the bill and we left. The rest of the ride back is silent, I couldn’t talk at all. I was shaking and nervous; I was about the face the person I thought to be my best friend but who murdered my parents in cold blood out of jealousy.
Detective Clark’s POV:
I pull into the parking lot of the station; I look to my right to see she’s sitting there looking like she’s about to break down. The need to give her a hug is next level, but I’m in my work persona and I can’t do that. It’s not right; she just lost her parents and found out the killer was the person closest to her. If I tried to make any type of move it would look bad all around. She is shaking like she’s about to explode and I have no idea what to say.
“You ready?”
She turns to me with tears in her eyes, and all I can think about is scooping her up and comforting her, but business is business, and I can’t be labeled soft going into this room with her.
“Yeah, I guess I am.”
We get out of the car and walk into the station. I’m leading her to the room where Maddie sits awaiting our arrival. The door opens and it feels cold like something dark is here. That’s when Maddie starts smiling, looking like she’s proud of herself and makes me sick.
“Oh, did you come with your boyfriend, Sophia? You couldn’t stand up to me alone! You just had to have back-up; you probably wish you had that sooner, don’t you?”
I am about to say something but before I do, Sophia walks past me and sits down at the table. It’s like she figured out what she wanted to do with this, and she realized she’s going to break it down with confidence instead of fear.
“Oh, don’t act like that, Mads. Don’t you know I’m the one you want to be. In reality you’re the one that needs back-up.”
“No, I don’t want to be you, Sophia I want to destroy you. But mister youngie over there stopped me before I could get to you. All because he called you soft, you left my house the night you found your parents. It ruined my whole plan. You were supposed to die that night with them, but you just had to leave because of your feelings him and what he said. And then you ran back to him and fainted.”
“How did you know I fainted? You were in custody by the time I got out of the hospital.”
“Yeah, I was but you spent two days passed out in the hospital. Hot shot here camped out at your bedside so I couldn’t get in the day he left. When you woke up I tried to get in and finish what I had planned but he caught me and took me into custody all because you ratted me out.”
“I RATTED YOU OUT!!?? ARE YOU KIDDING ME MADDIE? YOU KILLED MY PARENTS YOU PSYCHO!!”
There’s something seriously wrong with this girl; she’s not even fazed by Sophia yelling. She just starts laughing like she enjoys seeing Sophia in pain, like she’s getting a kick out of it.
“Oh, honey, of course I killed them. There was no way for me to get to you if they were still alive. I should’ve been you, but no, you decided to take my spot instead with the perfect life and the perfect parents.”
“What are you talking about Maddie? What do you mean you should’ve been me?”
“You’re adopted and your parents were supposed to pick me until you showed up at the same foster house as me. You were younger and cuter, and they picked you instead of me.”
“No, I am not adopted, and we are the same age. I have no idea what is happening.”
“Yes, you are adopted and I’m two years older than you. When you were adopted, I was four and you were two; I remember Mr. and Mrs. Johnson saying the younger ones are easier to adopt because they don’t remember life before-hand and chose you instead, all because you were blonde with blue eyes. The perfect baby girl for the perfect couple.”
“So, you kept a grudge against me for 16 years because my parents decided to adopt me instead of you?”
“Wow, look at you using that 4.0 GPA of yours. The only thing I ever wanted was for you to understand that you aren’t perfect, and you simply don’t deserve the life you have. No matter how hard my life got, yours got better, and it should’ve been my life.”
“You truly are psycho, and I am done with this conversation and with you too. I’ll see you in trial. When you get a life sentence. You’ll never have my life. Yours will be stripped away like you deserve.”
The next thing I know, Maddie leaps across the table landing on top of Sophia within seconds. I run to grab her, but the has her handcuffs around Sophia’s throat and pulls harder every time I try to get her off of Sophia. Fear creeps into me, and I have no other option but to call for backup and pull my gun on her.
“Let go of her or I shoot you; those are your options. I’m not compromising with you. Let go of her NOW.”
“Is someone scared of me killing a girl they like? Awwww am I hurting your crush?”
She tightens her grip around Sophia’s neck and I see the fear creep into her eyes as she looks at me. I’m no longer protecting her because of my job; I’m protecting her because she means something to me, and I can’t stand to lose her before I figure out what it is. I click my gun and point at Maddie.
“Unfortunately for you, that just made me a lot madder than I was. Now you don’t get to choose an option: you will let go of her in the next five seconds, or I’m darting you and you’ll be taking a very long nap.”
She just stares at me and starts smiling like she doesn’t care what happens to her anymore. That’s when her grip starts getting harder and when I signal the guys to dart her. She’s out within seconds and the grip on Sophia is released. She is coughing and crawling away from her, I put my gun away and fall to the floor to help her. She curls into my arms and starts sobbing against my chest. I was scared that I was going to lose her. Maddie wasn’t letting up on her grip and it scared me, that’s never going to happen again as long as I’m here.
“Shhhh. it’s okay, you’re okay, I am so sorry that happened. It won’t happen again, I promise. Never again.”
Day of the trial:
Sophia’s POV:
It’s the day of the trial for the murder of my parents. It’s also the day after my graduation. Thankfully, the judge pushed the trial so that I could graduate and not miss class. I’m getting ready in my bedroom, about to face Maddie again, the girl who tried to ruin my life because she, believes I stole hers. I take a deep breath and grab my bag as I head out of my house. Ethan waits for me to take me to the courthouse. As I walk out, I catch his eyes; ever since that day he promised that I would never get hurt again, he hasn’t let me out of his sight. I had police officers outside of my house, in front of my school, everywhere I went there was someone ready to protect me on his behalf. He would always use the excuse of it’s safety for the job because I’m still in danger in case Maddie had someone else in on the plan. But I didn’t believe him. That day in that room something snapped in him and he never let me be alone. I didn’t hate it either, I didn’t want to be alone I wanted to be with him.
We start the drive to the courthouse in silence, but its comfortable silence. It’s a stressful day for me though. I bet he’s done this a million times by now. I just don’t want to see Maddie again or look into her eyes and know that she murdered my parents and then planned the same fate for me.
“You doing, okay? It’s a big day; is it the nerves of the trial or seeing her?”
“Mmm, I think both honestly. You said there’s no jury, just the judge and us and her?”
“Yeah, she already confessed to the entire thing. This is so she can get sentencing and be put away for good.”
“What do you think the sentencing will be? I mean, she murdered two people and then tried to kill me three times. That’s got be a lot right?”
“Yeah, she’ll most likely get two charges for murder for your parents and then three charges for attempted murder for you.”
“Okay, so it should be quick, right?”
“Yes, most likely the judge already has the verdicts ready and will just annouce it.”
“Okay, that’s good. That means I don’t have to be in a room with her for a long time.”
“No, and don’t worry, she won’t get to you if I’m there. If anyone is getting to you, they will go through me first.”
I turn to smile at him, but he’s already looking at me with the kindest eyes I’ve ever seen. It hits me I want him, but I’m sure it’s one sided. We arrive at the courthouse and walk in together. He moves to sit in the audience while I go sit next to my lawyer. Then the doors in the back of the courtroom open and Maddie walks in with handcuffs on and chains that go down to her ankles, I try not to look behind me and look at her, but I just can’t. I chose to act confident and not show her any fear. I look behind me and see her. She’s barely recognizable she looks scary and dark, like there’s no life to her anymore. She makes eye contact with me and smiles; I know she’s just trying to break me, but it’s not going to work this time. I stare her dead in her eyes until she sits down and the judge walks in.
“Okay let’s get this started this trial between Sophia Johnson and Maddie West. The charges brought against Maddie West are as follows: two degrees of murder for Mr. and Mrs. Johnson; and three counts of attempted murder on Sophia Johnson. Defendant, how do you plead?”
Maddie stands up and looks at me with no ounce of emotion: she seems cold and heartless and no longer the person I remember her to be.
“Guilty, your honor. I plead guilty, and I would do it all over again but not get caught doing it.”
“Alright then, for these crimes I give your life in prison with no chance of parole. Court adjourned.”
The judge bangs her gavel and stands up to leave. That’s it. It’s done. Just like that Maddie will be in prison for the rest of her life. My parents are gone, and she’s gone. Again, I’m alone forever. I stand up as they escort Maddie out of the courtroom, and that’s the last time I see her. It feels like everything moves in slow motion. Ethan walks up to me, leading me out of the courtroom. Outside a bunch of people are lined on the sidewalk with cameras. Ethan guides me through the crowd, and his car. Once we are inside, we drive away. Fast I don’t remember how long we drove before we stopped in front of an apartment building.
“Where are we?”
“My apartment. I didn’t know where else to go.”
“My house???”
“Yeah, sure. Let’s just drive you back the eyes of the media. They know where you live. Did you forget that your parents were famous lawyers?”
“Oh yeah, I guess you’re right. Well, what do we do then?”
“We go inside and wait for the media to decide to leave you alone and leave your house.”
“Okay.”
We got out of the car and walked into his apartment. It’s clean like his car but also very black too. I walk into his living room and see that the wall with his computer is a dark blue. It’s beautiful but also the only colored thing in this dang apartment.
“Hey, why do you only have one colored wall within your whole apartment. And why dark blue out of all the things you could’ve chosen?”
“Well because that is the color of your eyes, which are beautiful. If I couldn’t be with you, I thought I’d think of you when I have to close this case.”
I turned around to face him. I’m shocked and I’m sure my face shows it too. He has been interested in me this entire time? He came into my life six months ago, and I thought he was just doing his job, but he was really falling for me.
“Wait what? You painted your wall the color of my eyes? When did you?”
“The night that Maddie almost killed you something in me flipped when I realized that I couldn’t lose you, but then I also realized that you weren’t someone I was allowed to lose because I was doing my job. Protecting you became more of a need than a responsibility.”
“Wait, but all the time you’d say mean things and be all cold. I thought you hated me.”
“No, I could never hate you, I pushed and acted cold to make you hate me because if you hated me, it could be easier to let you go after the trail was done and the case was closed.”
“Wait! So you were just going to let me go and not fight for me?”
“I didn’t think you’d want a fight; I didn’t think you’d want me the. Plan wasn’t for you to ever see this wall. But I knew the media would be too much for you after the trial, so I accepted my fate and brought you here instead, and I was prepared for the consequences.”
“Of course, I want you to fight for me. Because I’d fight for you to.”
I closed the gap between us and kissed him for the first time. Somehow it felt like the most comfortable thing to do, like something I wanted do for the rest of my life. That’s exactly what happened he became my person and I found him the hardest part of my life. I hate that my parents died and that my best friend killed them, but at least I’m not alone anymore and I never will be again.
Written by: Alexis Farino
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