Breaking Glass:

Revelation, part 1

***First let me say that I am so sorry it took me so long to finally get these last few chapters up, the computer I usually worked on was taken back by the school that owned it. Have no fear though, I'm getting back on track, and I'm working really hard so I hope you enjoy ***

Beep, beep, beep. That's all Holly J could hear while she was laying down on the hospital bed. Her head was pounding, as well as her stomach, and the doctors couldn't give her morphine because of the baby's health.

It was her friend, Fiona that got her to the hospital. At first she just stood and watched her bleed, but she than ran out of the apartment to get help but not one was available. That was a horrible ride, and it was even worst when the reach the hospital, everyone just stared at her. A nurse finally came over to lend a hand, and took Holly J to the ER.

Now she's lying there, waiting for Dr. Williams to come back with some good news. Her mom came back in from using the lady's room, and sat by her ill-looking daughter. "It's going to be ok, everything will be fine for you and the baby." That's what Holly J was afraid of, she didn't want the baby of her rapist. It scared her.

The two of them talked, but only about small things like the weather, and who should play Peeta in the new Hunger Games movie. Dr. Williams knocked on the door as he walked in, being the gentlemen he is, holding a tan folder with a somewhat disappointed look on his face. "Mrs. Sinclair, do you think I could have a moment alone Holly J? It's important." When Mrs. Sinclair got up, Holly J grabbed her hand, and told her not to leave. She looked at the doctor with a stern face, "anything you say, can be said in front of my mother. Besides, I need her here for support." The mother and daughter smiled at each.

He sighed, but the doctor agreed. "There is no easy way to say this, so please let me first say how sorry I am for you. You've lost the baby."


The night seemed darker than ever when Eli went searching for his ex-girlfriend, Clare Edwards. He feared the worst for her, since his father was looking for the one who killed his other son.

She wasn't answering her phone, she wasn't at home, and Clare didn't text. For Eli, it was as if she had vanished from earth. He sat in his hearse, and thought for a moment.

"Adam…" He had been so caught up in his own life, he had forgotten about his best friend's funeral. He felt like a tool, but now he knows where to look for Clare. His car couldn't get to the church fast enough, but he finally got there.

No one was there inside the church, they must have gone into the rectory Eli thought to himself. The rectory was across the church parking lot, in the dark he walked over hoping to find Clare and warn her about his father.

Not even half way there, noticed a car with an open door. Only to be nice he went over to shut the car door for the strangers, only when he got there he wished he hadn't. Eli didn't move a bit, he just stared at the bloody body in the backseat of the car.


Ali and Clare were waiting for the police to show up at the scene were they found Kevin's car in the river. It had sunk into the water a little more, but you could still see the back license plate.

The two of them could see the lights and hear the sirens coming towards them. The police car pulled over, and a young looking man, around mid twenties, with shaggy blonde hair came out of the driver's seat.

"You two called for some assistance?" They nodded. "We were driving on our way to a funeral when we saw the bridge, it looked like someone had driven off it." Ali pointed to the scene.

"We went over to see if someone was hurt or not, don't worry we kept our distance so we wouldn't fall. That's when we, she, noticed the car." The cop wrote everything down, and turned to Clare.

"And did you see anything else?" He asked Clare. "Sort of, I saw the car and recognized it. It belongs to my cousin Kevin." She had a look of worry in her eye. "Miss, do you know if he was depressed at all, or would have any reason for wanting to kill himself? "

A sudden anger rushed over Clare, but she kept it inside. "Suicide? This isn't a suicide, someone did this to him!" The cop told her to calm down. "Ok, new question: why would someone want to run him off the road like you say?" There was a perfectly good reason but she couldn't say.