I haven't updated this story in a long time, and I feel so bad! Here's a quick little chapter- I know it's really short, but it clears up absolutely every question that has not been answered. (I think.) Enjoy!
CHIEF:
O'Hara was dead. I couldn't believe it- I couldn't comprehend it. It couldn't have happened. But it did.
"I was just trying to make a friend." O'Hara said softly.
"I'm going to give you a piece of advice, and take it. As a woman in this department, you have to be very careful how you go about forming friendships. Women in the line of police work are more cautious by nature and necessity and slow to trust." I stated.
"Well if that's the case, then I guess no woman has a friend in the department."
"That's right." I said firmly.
"Oh. I kind of thought we were friends."
"Well you were wrong."
I wish I had told her how I did regard her as a friend, how I did care about her. But I never did. And I would have to live with that.
"Henry, are you alright?" I asked him, my voice cracking.
"I'm fine, Karen."
"Is she... are you sure..." I persisted, trying to find a glimmer of hope in the darkness that surrounded me.
"I was thrown out of the room, and I heard her screams. And then they stopped. Nothing would have made her stop." Henry said, his voice broken. I looked at him to see that he was crying.
"You did all you could."
"Not enough, Karen. Not enough."
JULIET:
Sharp.
Something was pushed into my arm.
Bugs.
Everywhere.
Screams.
Whose were they?
My own, I think.
Do I think?
Bugs.
White.
Soft white.
Bugs.
Make them go away.
Scared.
Scared.
Scared.
HENRY
He said he would kill her. So I had to lie. I had to poison the heart of the group, watch my own son weep, his tears making an ocean of pain and guilt.
But what did they do to her? From the beginning, Juliet had been off, timid, screaming when there were no bugs to be seen. Shaking when she was warm. They had changed her, making her go insane when she shouldn't.
I could only hope that Gus had escaped, that he had at least made it to the station. Wherever we were.
I could only hope that I would not die a lonely death here. That I would, once again, see the sun.
Need I say it again? Review, please! What do you want to happen next? Your wish is my command! :)
