Chapter 10: It Ends Tonight
A/N: Hey everyone thank you so much for all the reviews. I hope you all had a great Christmas and have a great new year. Here's the next chapter I hope you like it.
Lindz xxx
I do not own McFLY blah blah blah and I don't own the song it belongs to The All – American Rejects.
Amy's P.O.V
"What the hell?" I exclaimed jumping out of my seat.
"He's dead," Lindsey whispered.
"How can he be dead?" I demanded, "We only knocked him out and hit him a few times, Danny didn't even hit him that hard, it was only a cheap vase."
I can't believe it. We are not going to prison for that arsehole.
"It wasn't us," Lindsey said quietly, "he committed suicide this morning."
"What? How? Why?"
I'm so confused.
"The police said he managed to get hold of some tablets in the hospital and he overdosed on them," Lindsey explained, "they've let his family know but they haven't told Rory."
"Who cares about Rory?" I replied sitting back down; my legs had suddenly turned to jelly because of the shock.
"They want me to go and speak to him," Lindsey said nervously.
"I think that's one of the stupidest things they've ever thought of," I said shaking my head.
"I said I'd go," Lindsey said.
"That's not even funny Lindz," I replied.
"I wasn't joking."
"What the hell! How can you agree to something like that?"
I was on my feet again and I was shouting.
"If I do this, I can sort everything out, I can finally end all this shit that's happening to us," Lindsey said trying to explain herself.
"Do you really think that by talking to Rory that he's just going to stop everything and stop sending people to try and kill us?" I asked, "come on Lindz, I know you're not stupid so stop acting like it."
"Amy, I said I'd go so I'm going, when Holly and Becca come back from the shop just tell them I've gone out for some fresh air if they ask and if the guys come home before I'm back just make something up, please don't tell them where I've gone, they'll freak," Lindsey replied pulling on her coat.
I just glared at her. Why is she being so stupid? Has she got some psychotic death wish?
"Please Amy, I'm your best friend, just do this for me," Lindsey pleaded.
"Lindsey the 'best friend card' doesn't count in situations like this," I exclaimed.
"Fine, do whatever but I'm still going, keep an eye on George for me, if he wakes up there's a bottle of milk in the fridge," Lindsey replied buttoning up her coat. She then leaned over the sofa and pulled Harry's car keys out of his coat pocket.
"Bye," she said and stormed out into the hallway. I heard the front door open and then slam shut. I can't believe she went.
Lindsey's P.O.V
I flung myself into Harry's car and buckled my seatbelt. I started the car and pulled out onto the road. I hit the gas pedal as I drove along the main road.
I turned on the radio to help myself relax and block out my thoughts about what I had to do. This is the last time I help the police. They owe me big time.
It took about half an hour to get to the prison. I waited by the massive iron gates where a speaker crackled to life. I gave my information as directed and the gates were opened for me. I drove through them and pulled into a space in the visitor's car park. I took a deep breath and got out of the car.
I walked over to the entrance and went into the building. A police officer was waiting for me in the reception area. He nodded in my direction and took me through a rough iron door. He then took me wordlessly down a long and winding corridor. When we reached the end we stopped in front of another iron door. The officer led me into the room and shut the door behind us.
It was full monitors, switches and flashing buzzers. There were four police officers sitting in uncomfortable looking wooden chairs facing a massive screen. They were watching a man sitting in room staring blankly into space. I soon realised that the screen must be a two way mirror and that the man sitting in the room was Rory.
One of the officers stood up and walked towards me. It was PC Matthew Parker.
"Thank you for coming down," he said, "your going to be a great help Miss Stride."
"Mrs. Poynter," I corrected.
"My apogees Mrs. Poynter," PC Parker replied, "now let's just go over the plan like I said on the phone before you go in."
I nodded.
"Ok, we've hooked up a tiny recording device so we can record everything he says when you talk to him. We need you to ask him about the girl on the phone you found on Luke and find out who she is. We need him to confess to being behind all this. We're going to give you a small device that you need to put in your pocket. If you want to get out of the room then you can press the button and we'll get you out."
I nodded again and took the small device he handed to me. I slipped it inside my pocket. I walked over to the door by the two way mirror and walked through it into the other room.
Amy's P.O.V
I heard the front door opened and I rushed out into the hallway. It was Becca and Holly. They had returned from the shop. I thought it might have been Lindsey. I thought she might have finally realised how stupid she was being and driven home.
"Hey Amy," Holly said cheerfully, "where's Lindsey? I got her more ice cream."
"Oh, she's just gone out for a bit of fresh air, she'll be back soon," I lied quickly.
That girl owes me big time.
Lindsey's P.O.V
I sat down in the chair opposite Rory. He looked at me in disbelief, like I wasn't really there.
"Hi," I said nervously.
He looked awful. His hair was long and greasy, hanging to his shoulders. His eyes were red and puffy and he looked thin and pale.
"Lindsey?" he whispered.
"Yeah it's me," I replied quietly, "you look awful."
I didn't get a reply.
"Why are you trying to hurt me?" I asked, "Why do you keep sending people out to try and kill me?"
"I don't know what you're talking about," Rory replied.
"Ok then, so Luke just decided to try and kill me of his own accord did he?"
"What about Luke, I didn't tell him anything, I haven't spoken to him in years."
"So I guess you don't know who was on the phone either."
"What phone?"
This is going nowhere.
"Look Lindsey, I don't know what the hell happened but I can see that your hurting inside," Rory said softly. He reached across the table and took my hand.
"I'm hurting because of you," I replied pulling my hand out of his grasp, "you keep fucking up my life and hurting the people I love.
"I don't want to hurt you, I love you," Rory said.
"You don't love me," I replied shaking my head.
"Yes I do," Rory insisted, "I want to spend the rest of my life with you and have a family with you. I would give up everything I have in a heartbeat to spend one second of the day with you, I would die for you. That's what love is, you told me that."
"Well your too late, I've already found love," I whispered.
Rory glanced down at my wedding ring.
"You got married to that idiot didn't you?" he demanded.
"I love Dougie and I married him to prove it," I replied, "so don't talk to me about love because I already know what it really feels like."
"I thought we were going to be together forever, I love you Lindsey, I always have. Why can't you see that? I know you so well, I know all your fears and secrets, I know you." Rory said.
"Ok that's enough," I exclaimed standing up, "I don't love you Rory and if you ever come anywhere near my family or my friends ever again I will make you wish you were never born. Do you understand?"
I pressed the button in my pocket.
"It doesn't have to be like this," Rory insisted.
"Yes it does, it ends tonight" I replied as the exit door opened, "goodbye Rory."
I ran to the door and flung myself through it. The officer slammed the door shut behind me.
I could feel tears forming in my eyes. PC Parker stepped towards me.
"Ok that is it," I exclaimed at him, "I'm not doing anything else for you, I don't ever want to see you again or have anything to do with you."
"I understand," PC Parker replied, "I will only contact you when there are developments in the case. You may leave if you wish, you are no longer a help to us."
I nodded my head and fled from the room. I ran down the corridor. I ran through the reception area and out into the car park. I continued to run until I got to the car. I got into the passenger seat and locked the doors.
Then I couldn't hold it in anymore. Tears flooded out of me. I sobbed and sobbed and sobbed. I cried for everyone who had been hurt because of me. I cried for my parents because I had grown to resent them so much, I cried for my friends because I loved them so much. I cried for Dougie because I felt guilty for everything I'd put him through, I cried for my son because all I wanted was for him to have a better life. I cried for everyone I'd lost over the years and I cried for all the things I'd bottled up for such a long time.
I don't know how long I sat there and cried. Once I sorted myself out I managed to drive myself home. I parked Harry's car on the road outside the house and walked up the driveway to the front door. I opened the door and quietly stepped into the hallway. Seconds later Amy appeared.
She just looked at me.
"Quick go upstairs" she said, "before they see you."
I did as I was told and raced upstairs to my room. I heard the sound of Amy's footsteps behind me.
I collapsed onto my bed and buried my head in my pillow.
I heard the bedroom door shut and then Amy's hand on my back.
"Why aren't you having a go at me?" I asked looking up at her.
"…because you look like you've been through hell," she replied, "what happened?"
"Its over," I replied, "nobody will be coming after us again. I'm sorry Amy I should have listened to you."
"Oh don't worry about that, just try and sleep or whatever," Amy said, "I haven't told then where you went I just said you went out to get some stuff and some fresh air."
"Thank you," I replied hugging her.
"It's ok, just go to sleep, no offense but you look like you need it," she said as I pulled away.
I smiled and got into bed. Amy waved and left shutting the door behind her.
Amy's P.O.V
I shut the bedroom door behind me and turned around. I came face to face with Dougie.
"Is Lindsey back?" he asked.
"Yeah but she's just gone to sleep, she got a headache," I replied steering him away from the room.
"Oh ok," he said as I led him down the stairs.
"She'll be fine, come on lets go watch the film with the others," I said and we both went back into the living room.
Your subtleties
They strangle me
I can't explain myself at all.
And all that wants
And all that needs
All I don't want to need at all.
The walls start breathing
My minds unweaving
Maybe it's best you leave me alone.
A weight is lifted
On this evening
I give the final blow.
When darkness turns to light,
It ends tonight
It ends tonight.
A falling star
Least I fall alone.
I can't explain what you can't explain.
Your finding things that you didn't know
I look at you with such disdain
The walls start breathing
My minds unweaving
Maybe it's best you leave me alone.
A weight is lifted
On this evening
I give the final blow.
When darkness turns to light
It ends tonight,
It ends tonight.
Just a little insight will make this right
It's too late to fight
It ends tonight,
It ends tonight.
Now I'm on my own side
It's better than being on your side
It's my fault when your blind
It's better that I see it through your eyes
All these thoughts locked inside
Now you're the first to know