So, here it is, the chapter you've all been waiting for. The one were 'A' IS REVEALED. Bom bom bom. So imalemondeadictt, girl, tiny, gleek, mountainTop, QuillLinker, Elii51, you all guessed who 'A' is. So read to find out if you's were right. Enjoy, or not:
After all her hard work... She was being arrested. Quinn stared out of the rain covered window. Everything outside of the frost covered window was blurred due to the rain, everything looked like squiggly lines, moving along as the car drove away, it almost looked like they were dancing, but if she said that, she'd go back to the mad house. The rain still patting against the window. Her hands were cuffed behind her back, and they hurt like a freaking bitch, plus they were itchy. She was being sent off to juvie. The dark blue sky was slowly being covered in clouds. The cold air outside the car was creeping inside. The cop who arrested her, was in the front, and she started driving. It was a girl, just above Quinns height, probably the same height as Mrs Pillsbary. She had shoulder lenght brown hair, and it was kind of attractive. Quinn's head was against the cold window, the frost slowly covering it. Quinn closed her eyes, the last time she slept was when she collapsed, she was almost shead a tear. She wanted to cry, her mom, Mr Shue, Kurt, Finn... Puck. They where all going to die. And it was all Quinn's faulth. The blood on her leg was dry now, it was surprinsenly warm, and very uncomfortable. Her hands were white. She looked like a corpse. She was pale white, and a bit bloody, red finger marks around her neck. Her hair a wreck. Blood on her fingers, and her leg. "Officer Jones?" Quinn asked, and the officer made a noise, that said 'yeah?' "What exactly am I being brought into Juvie for?" She asked and the officer looked in the rear view mirror, looking shocked and Quinn's question. Quinn though, still didn't know. Like for God sake she was being serious.
"I think the shorter question would be what aren't you being brought in for" She said, she looked in the mirror at Quinn's heartbroken and serious expression. "Well, from what I seen it was, robbery of your neibhours bike, propery damage, blackmail, and threatening the life of your dad, also, in your handbag was a gun, it's illegal to to be in posession of one, in that order by the way" Before the Police could search her bag, she took all the pieces of paper out of it, and she hid them somewhere where the police couldn't find them, inside her bra (if they checked there, she could report them for sextual assault, but it wasn't easy to do it), but she kept Puck's trial in her pocket. The phone also in her pocket, but for whatever reason, the police didn't search her very good. Her stomach was just a knot by now, it hurt worse than a bitch. It was just a freaking black hole inside of some skin. She was afraid to ask or say anything, the silence was incredibly awkward and unbareable. The sound of the engine was the only thing that was breaking the silence, the sad thing was, everyone else was having fun, kids were done trick 'r' treating and eating their candy, but Quinn was being arrested, for doing damn trials by her physcopathecith stalker. The cold creeping in by the minute. She propped her head up from the window, making sure she had the right thing to say.
"How long would I got to jail for that?" She asked, not really wanting to hear the answer, fearing the answer, she had these mood things that were linked with her anorexia, which made her really negative. She shivered a bit. Thinking it would be like... Five years... And by now, knowing her luck, that would be if she got off lightly. Then the officer said:
"About ten months, depending" She said, and Quinn's heart almost broke. She couldn't go to jail. Not yet. She's already lost everything else in her life. Her baby. Her friends. Her first two loves. Her food. Her stomach was still a mess. But she would go to Juvie, but still she had to save her friends. She had one trial left, and then she could save her friends. Tears started to grow in her eyes. And the police officer noticed. She turned her head briefly, but then she turned around again. Quinn really needed to think of a way out. Jesus why couldn't she born into loving lawyer movies where they come up with those persuation technics. Goosebumps were growing all along her arms. Tears were growing in her eyes even more than they were before. She really wished she had super strenght like she could break the things that seperated the back from the front. God really was out to get her, and the minute this was over, Quinn was becoming an atheist. But she couldn't think of that now. Suddenly all of her memories of the past few years were coming back to her, her and Finn happy as ever, Puck and her having sex, her heart breaking when she saw that she was pregnant, then when everyone helped her through it. Her mom taking her back. Falling in love with Quinn. Having a kind of secret friendship with Kurt. And now that she knew she would lose all of that she could only do one thing: She just had to beg.
"Please listen to me... There's someone stalking me, making my life a living hell for the past two or three months. They kidnapped my friends, my glee club teacher, and my mother! I have to go through these trials to save them. Please just let me go... I swear on my daughers grave that I'll turn myself in after I save them. Because if I don't, they'll die. Please... I'm begging you" Quinn said, tears flowing from her eyes down her cheeks. Heartbroken. Her white skin went even whiter. She couldn't stop shaking.
"I'm sorry, Quinn, I can't. And besides how am I supposed to believe you?" She asked. And Quinn as almost broken down.
"Please! I've lost my little girl, before she could even breathe in the fresh air! She died in my stomach! I've lost enough in my life and I don't want my friends and my mom's heads on my shoulders as well! And when you find out about the bodies, you'll have them on your shoulders as well. You don't want that, and neither do I" She said, and this time, she did break down. Officer Jones did feel bad for her. Quinn could tell. But Quinn did have to consider that if Quinn was in officer Jones' posistion then she wouldn't be quick to let her out, but still she needed to get the trial done and the address and like extremely fast! The time was up in about a half hour. Quinn looked at the rear view mirror and saw officer Jones' face. She was feeling for Quinn, making this less dificult. Quinn was still crying, just barely. "Please" Was her last plea.
"The minute you find them... You get your ass back to the police station. I'll just wait here, and you come back here instead... I'll just say that because of the rain, I got delayed or something... But listen kid... Just hurry" And Quinn did. Officer Jones got out of the car and unlocked Quinn's door, then she unlocked the handcuff's. Quinn sat inisde the car for a second, just reading Pucks which said:
'Puck went to Juvie, and after all of these trials... You will too. Hurry up and go to the address, or else it will be too late - A' Quinn sighed in relief. She got the phone out. I read: 215 Lakeview Avenue. She looked at the street she was currently on. The rain making all this worse. Lakeview Avenue wasn't that far way, but it was still far away. She ran, she ran for her dear life, she had a bite to eat, just a small one, it was muffin, inbetween trial 2 and 3, somewhere anyway, and it did boost her strenght a bit.
Amy Jones looked at that sweet young girl run down the street, the girl had spirit. She did look like a sweet kid, just like bad place, wrong time, and besides a crazy stalker? You really couldn't make that up (well...) She leaned against the car. She couldn't have been acting, it was true, but the one thing that kind of pissed her off is that she wasn't so sure if she actually would come back to her. She was honestly praying the kid was telling the truth. Because she was just standing there in the rain. Watching a teenager run to see if she could save her friends and family from a stalker who kidnapped them. As far fetched as it sounded. It was true. And honestly. She just wished that she wouldn't regret what she just did.
Quinn had been to LakeView Avenue before, it was a dingy little neibhourhood, with a lot of drug dealers, and homeless people houses, one's that were boarded up, and rat infested, dark, and just too dirty to be true... Stuff like that... Quinn's mom and dad had warned never to go there, but she had snook out once, and went their, and she had regreted it. She was almost mugged if her mom and dad hadn't called the police and they found her. And obviously, there it was where they had to go. The worst place in Lima, Ohio. She didn't know why the hell she think of that before. It was the most obvious place in the world. She ruined a few people's lives, including her own and she could have guest it after the second trial, if she had cared to look.
She was still running, the rain making her shoes squelch against the pavement. The cold air rushing to her cheeks, making them red, just around the white. She was getting colder by the second, and after it all... The rain, the cold, the fear, the mud... In the end it would be all worth it to know that her friends and family... They'd be safe, she'd be in jail, but hey! At least they'd be safe. She was running for her life, when she eventually reached the start of the neibhourhood. It was deserted... And not at all better when she was last there... When she was thirteen. She looked around frantically looking for the number of the certain house. She looked at her watch, she had less than ten minutes left. And for all she knew... 'A' was standing right next to them... Waiting until Quinn was too late to pull out a gun. Quinn looked at the numbers. 209... 211... 213... 215. Yes! She was finally there. She ran towards the dingy little gate. She kicked it, and it fell on the ground, and she ran to the door. She went to open it, but the wind just seemed to creek it open. Like actually CREEK open. The kind clichè horror movies were made of. Inside she couldn't really see a thing. She left the door open just in case.
She walked in and she looked around. "Hello? Is anybody here?" She screamed and a lot of mumbled shouts and cries. She could only guess who they came from. She couldn't tell from where though. There was two doors. One straight ahead, and one to the left, with a staircase to the right. The place was dirty, and very dark. She heared another scream, and this time it sounded like it came from the left. She ran in, not waisting anytime. And there they all where. Tied to five wooden chairs, and gagged. "Jesus!" Is all she could get out. She ran over and took down all their gags. "Are you all alirhgt?" She asked. But guessing from the blood on all of them and the tear stains on their cheeks, along with the red, glassy eyes. And then there was the sweat, which considering the place was freezing said a lot of things. Thank God, Quinn made it there with just a few minutes to spair. She really should have guessed she would go to Juvie after all the stuff she did, but it was instinctive.
"Quinn what the hell is happening?" Finn said. Licking, and wetting his lips which were really dry. Trying to get rid of the feel of the gag around his mouth, and now that Quinn thought about it, they proabably had a worse night than her, besides being arrested, and all the death treaths, they were kidnapped and judging by the blood, they had a bad night, and she had the pleasure of knowing what was going on, well mostly, they didn't have a clue. He rolled his neck. And tried to move still struggling.
"And who grabbed us?" Came from her mother. Quinn couldn't answer, she was too busy trying to undo Kurt's rope. But it was too deep to cut. She hoped that it was just his ropes, that with the rest she would have better luck. And then they could help her with Kurt's. So she tried Pucks.
"Quinn, are you alright? You look like shit!" Said Kurt who was trying to help Quinn with his ropes. Shaking trying to wriggle a little to loosen them. But with Puck she wasn't having much luck either, and with all of the questions and comments, it wasn't making it very easy.
"Yeah, how did you know we were hear?" Mr Shue said. She rolled her eyes, looking for something to cut the rope with. But sadly the only thing in the room was a window, with curtains flapping in the breeze. Quinn tried to break it with her elbow, but the window was boarded up on the other side, and it was like the plastic kind of windows.
"Quinn you'll hurt yourself" Came from her mom, who Quinn also rolled her eyes at.
"Will you all shut up! She found us! That's all that matters for now!" Quinn let a small smile escape on her lips, her man was always thinking of her... Hehe her man... Shit, back to focus!
"Where's the kitchen?" Quinn asked. Getting a little idea in her head.
"I think it's in the door behind us" Quinn looked to the door, and she ran in. She looked around, there were two doors. One she was guessing was from the hallway, and the other was from the room she was just in. There was a window in the kitchen, the only thing illuminating the actual rooml. There were a series of drawers in there as well. She ran to it. She opened the first one, a weak looking scissors, a small camera, and a pen. In the next drawer... Nothing... The next drawer, a huge knife. Quinn could use that. She took it and she ran back into the room.
"Where's the person who kidnapped you?" She asked. And as if on cue, 'A' walked into the room. "Get away from me!" She screamed in 'A's direction and they all turned theor heads to look. And then back at Quinn. Quinn backed away form the chairs, she wasn't ready for this. She couldn't look at 'A' in the eye, because the only time she ever wanted to do that was to be when she wa shooting 'A' righ inbetween the eyes, she swore that. Puck said:
"Quinn" Puck said, nervous. Looking towards her, with a mixture of emotion on his face. His eyes were burning a hole in Quinn's head. His hands twitching, and she didn't even notice. Quinn was too busy looking at 'A' directly in the eyes. And she didn't plan on taking her eyes away from him.
But Quinn wasn't listening. "Who the hell are you! For God sake I finished your God damn trials, and I ate something! I did everything you asked! Even after you tormented me! I did it. Now for God sake leave me alone! The cops know about you and they will find you if you don't dissapear! Now! But I swear to God, I will find you and kill you" 'A' just tilted their heads. Then began to tut.
"Silly Quinn" 'A' said, they were definatly a girl, and they sounded familiar, but Quinn was tired, and stressed, and behind the baliclava... it was muffled. Quinn was still shivering, not being able to stand still, her tears forming in her eyes.
"Quinn!" Puck said again, a little more urgent. Quinn didn't hear him though... She shivered. She looked at 'A'. 'A' took out a gun, and she directed Quinn to the end of the of the room. Quinn walked and she saw a mirror. And beside the mirror, there was a chair filled with newspapers, but Quinn couldn't make out the words. Quinn was getting hints though. She looked in the mirror, and 'A' stepped behind her. They started to take of their mask, and when Quinn saw the blonde hear... She knew exactly who it was. And the newspaper was coming together. Quinn should have somehow seen it coming, after thinking about it for about a milisecond it did somehow make sense, she should have seen this coming for Jesus sake. Everyone in the chairs were still looking as shocked at Quinn as the horror show went on before them, not having really the slighest clue as to why this was actually happening. Or how.
"My God... This can't be happening!" A shiver went down her spine. Her goosebumps on the goosebumps had goosebumps. Her face flushed of all colour. All her hair stood up. She put a hand to the mirror with her reflection staring back at her. Everything coming into focus. Her eyes watered. Her stomach just wasn't corrusponding with the rest of her body. She could hear her heart beating in her ears, she felt her blood rush to her head. She noticed the scared look on the people behind her. And she knew why. The had to be worried about 'A' considering that they saw the person everyday. Even though she didn't seem type, even though it didn't even seem possible. The fact that 'A' was so shocking. But honestly what Puck said in a weak voise next shocked her.
"Quinn, who are you talking to? There's no one there"
TO BE CONTINUED!
So did anyone guess it? If you did your very sherlock holmes-ish.
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