Chapter 82: Chapter 82

"She was sleeping with my dad!Breaking my family apart. I met her at school. I thought she liked me. I introduced her to my family. We were talking, we were about to start dating and all a sudden she breaks it off with me. She breaks it off with me to go screw my father?! And you know how I found out? I came home one night to them fucking in his office. He thought no one was home. My mom was working a late night shift and I was supposed to be at Michel's watching the game. I came home instead. I wanted to watch it with my father. But instead, I come home to find him screwing the girl I loved. I felt stupid. I felt used." His face turns red. "I was angry. I wanted revenge! I wanted her to feel how it felt to be screwed over. Feel the pain that I felt. But it went too far, and then she dies. Right in my arms, she stops breathing. There was no way of bringing her back." He wipes his forehead. "And then her stupid friend has to come looking for her. Max said she saw too much. He said that we had to get rid of her. That was Michels Job. But the idiot can't do anything right. Couldn't even strangle the girl to death. Instead, he's the one who's dead." He laughs. "Ironic, isn't it?."

Here I am watching him through the screen, this guy who killed my best friend. The guy who took my virginity. And he's admitting it. Now everybody knows. He can't escape. He will be punished for his actions. But for some reason, this doesn't make me feel as good as I thought it would. I'm glad he'll be going away for this, but it doesn't change the facts. Jade is still dead and I'm no longer a virgin. I will never be able to share that moment with the guy I love. I don't even know how long it will take me to actually consider having sex.

Chandler walks out with him in handcuffs. Chris looks at me, his face displaying emotions of anger and hate.

I don't if seeing me is what triggered him or it was just building up overtime, but he grabs Chandler's gun and aims it at me.

"Get down, get down!" Greg yells.

I'm hearing him, but I stand frozen in place, unable to move.

Everyone one in the room is down on the floor except for me, Chris and the Dean.

"Chris, put the gun down," The Dean pleads. "Chris this isn't you!"

He continues to point the gun at me, his hands wobbling in the process.

There's about thirty officers in the room alone and somehow he managed to pull a gun out at me. I really don't now what these cops do for a living, sit around and eat donuts?

"You stupid bitch, why couldn't you just die?"

I don't know how to answer that. When I woke up in the hospital after what he did to me, in that moment I wanted to die. Should I tell him that? How he took a part of me I can never get back. He stands there holding my fate in his hands. If I say something, will that help or make the situation worst. This was my chance, this is my chance to confront my rapist and Jade's killer. I can say something to him. Make him understand how I hurt-how I'm hurting. But instead, I just want to throw up. Here he is again. Threatening my life, threatening my existence.

"Well, are you mute?" He asks me.

I just stare at him. No words are able to form. No words are able to escape my lips.

"Talk you stupid bitch!"

"I don't know what you want me to say" I admit.

"So you're not mute!"

"Chris please.."

"Shut up dad!"

He looks at his dad but the guns still pointed at me.

"Tell me! You were Jade's best friend. Did she ever love me?" I don't answer.

"DID SHE?" The truth is, she never talked about him. "I don't know."

"She never talked about me? She never told you we kissed? That we had something special. I LOVED her. Why did she betray me? ANSWER ME!"

This guy is crazy and I know exactly who he got it from, his mother. No wonder Jade dumped him.

If he knew the things I were saying in my head, would he shoot me right now?

"I don't know," I say .

"What the hell do you know? Did you even know we were dating?"

I shake my head.

"Wrong answer." He pulls the trigger and I close my eyes. A loud noise fills the room and all I can think of is:'I'm going to die'

The moment has finally come and I die right here, right now in a room full of policemen. How ironic, I think to myself. These are my last moments. I just hope it goes straight to my head. Hopefully I won't feel anything. I think of Grey's anatomy. Maybe Derek Shepard could save me.

Times goes by and I'm still not hit. What happened? I open my eyes and Chandler's on top of Chris on the floor.

Greg is right on my feet, bleeding. He caught the bullet for me. The officers in the room finally take out their weapons. Useless.

"Greg!" I fall to the floor holding him. I tear off my cardigan and press hard against his wound. "Don't worry Greg, an ambulance is on their way!"

A police officer yells out.

I cradle him. Praying and hoping he won't die.

"You saved my life" I say to him. I kiss him on the forehead. "Thank you."

The ambulance finally comes and picks up Greg. "He's going to be okay," One of them says.

Detective Chandler picks up Chris and walks him out the police station.

"You've just added more years to your sentencing punk," he says as they walk.

I'm watching this guy walk away. His actions, driven by jealousy and revenge. He will soon realize that revenge is a small price to pay for your soul. When all this anger and hatred fades away, he will be left with regret and remorse. When they go away and he's in prison left alone with his thoughts, these memories will haunt him, just like they haunt me, for the rest of his life.

Two days after the confession, Maxwell Donahue was arrested. He took a deal serving 60 years in prison. I still think they both should've gotten life in prison.

Marissa was fired and charged with tampering with evidence and attempted kidnapping. She's facing four years in prison.

A week later was Jade's funeral. After finding jade's father, she thought it was the right time, especially knowing that her killers were locked up.

It was a beautiful ceremony. Over five thousand people showed up. The church wasn't big enough to hold everybody. Half of the people were outside watching it stream live on a big TV. The amount of support Jade got was amazing. She had people who followed her blog as well as survivors of rape and assault attend her funeral. A community for rape victims were inspired in mine and Jade's names. I expected that much support for Jade, but not for me.

I still get dreams every night and sometimes I get panic attacks. I can never forget what happened to me that night. I can never forget Jade. She will always be remembered. She will never fade away and neither will those memories...

Jade is calling my name, begging me to help her. "They're hurting me" she yells out. Blood is dripping down her leg! I'm trying to help her. I'm trying to reach her. I'm running towards her but with every step I make, she seems further and further away. It's too late. Michel grins at me and strangles her. He strangles her until she can't breathe anymore. He strangles her untill she falls to the floor. He looks at me. "Now it's your turn," he says just before he bolts after me. He grabs me right before I reach the stairs. He turns me around. He pulls a gun from his pocket and his face morphs into Chris. I gasp. "wrong answer," he says before he shoots me.

"Ahhhhhhh," I wake up screaming.

"It's okay, Mia. You're safe. Nobody's going to hurt you." He kisses my forehead. "I won't let anybody hurt you," Connor says to me. He rubs my arms. "Go back to sleep, I'm watching you. I'll never let anyone hurt you ever again.."