Hey ya'll! (Haven't said that in a long time…)

It's chappie 25! Thanks for all your comments, you made me shout for joy!

QOTC: Are you a Microsoft person or an Apple person? I have grown up with Microsoft, so….yeah. I don't own any Apple other than an iPod Shuffle! XD

So, is anyone here an animator? I really need some channel art for YouTube, really badly. Please!

I put a poll on my account, can you guys go check it out please? I'm not sure if it's working correctly... comment or PM if it's not!

Also, my friend says this sounds a lot like the TV show Pretty Little Liars. Never seen it. Is it? Tell meh pwease.

Brooke's POV

I hadn't talked to Jason or anyone since it happened, which was 5 days ago. I tossed my bag on the couch and flipped the TV on. I had just gotten back from teaching Andrew a lesson (He can now play a C and D chord XD), and I was just…bored. In three days I had another lesson to teach, to Allison, but other than that my schedule was completely empty, just like yesterday.

Oh, I know what to do!

Get groceries.

Turning off the news, I grabbed my bag and headed back out to the car. I headed over to Vons, and then I would get cat food at Petco after. Once I got there, I parked, grabbed a cart, and headed inside. I had made a checklist a couple days ago of what I needed, so I pulled that out and began going down the list.

First: Sandwich bread.

I pulled out some whole wheat, and then went to the cereal isle. I kept reading the list as I walked, not looking where I was gong, and ran into someone.

"Sorry! I wasn't looking where I was going." I squealed as I looked up.

I recognized his face immediately.

"Oh, no, it was-" He stopped as he looked up too.

"Brooke…" He whispered my name, and I remembered the breaking hurt that scarred my heart and wrists.

"Jason." Was all I could say. It also came as a whisper, but I quickly turned away, going down the isle.

"Brooke, wait!" He said, coming after me. I only lowered my head and kept going, trying to fight the tears that threatened to fall.

"Brooke, I-"

"Jason, I don't really want to talk about this. I'm sorry, but I can't." I walked forward, leaving him standing there, grief written across his face.

I turned right, and one of the tears slid off my face. I quickly wiped it away, and kept going to the cereal isle.

…

I put the bread in the cabinet, and then put all the plastic bags in a drawer and sat back down on the couch. I flipped on animal planet and just drifted off into my own thoughts about Jason, but the doorbell interrupted me. Getting up, I went to answer the door. When I opened it, there was a man in a green suit with a clip board in his hand. His nametag read Dillon.

"Are you Brooke Janners?" He said, looking at his clip board.

"Yes… why, what do you need?" I asked curiously, looking him in the eye.

"I'm Dillon from the Home Care Association, or HCA. Are you not 19?"

"Yes, but you never answered my question." I grumbled.

"Oh, please excuse me. But you see, if you are 20 or younger, you must live with a parent or a room mate. It's the law." He finished, scribbling something on his clipboard.

"So…that means…"

"We are giving you two months to find a place to stay. If you don't then we will have to place you t a foster home for two years until you are 21. I'm sure you have family you can stay with?" He said, looking up at me. I thought about it.

I have an Aunt… but she lives across the country.

Yeah no.

"Is there any way I can stay here?" I pleaded, slumping against the door.

"I'm sorry Mrs. Janners, but there isn't. You can live here, but two months from now, we expect you to have packed all your things and be moving that day or have already moved."

"Ok... I will do my best to find a place. Thank you, and have a nice evening." I mumbled weakly as I closed the door.

Two months.

Two. Freaking. Months.

What?!

Josh's POV

I fumbled with the gun in my hands, feeling the handle and eyeing the barrel.

We planned to attack Brooke in two days, at her home. Jay was nervous, but he denied it, and Cynthia had left us yesterday. She didn't want to be part of any murder. Weak. Once Brooke was gone, it would be easier to get Dawn and Kat, and we didn't plan on killing them. Cyn had said before that after our last attempt to kidnap them Brooke had not associated with Jason or his friends since. I guess after having Jason say that he did this was a huge plus for us.

"Josh." Jay's voice came from behind me.

"Yeah?" I heard his feet scuffle on the ground.

"Why do we have to kill her?"

"I told you, I'm done."

"Fine." He spat, and walked off to another room. I sighed. We had been best friends since high school, always doing this stuff, and I mean, what was getting at him? I may seem harsh and all, but we were still like brothers.

2 Days later…

Jason's POV

I had to talk to her. I had to.

It's been killing me, not seeing her, not being with her, not hearing her voice, not hugging her…she won't even answer my calls.

"Guys, I'm going to Brooke's house, ok?" I yelled, grabbing the keys and heading out to the garage. The guys were home, and the girls were out at lunch.

"Ok!" Ty and Ian said

"Don't mess it up!" Adam laughed.

"JASON SHADDAP I'M CORRRRRRRDDINGGGGG!" Jerome and Mitch shouted. I laughed aloud, and started on my way. I think maybe I'll get her some flowers, too.

…

I pulled into her driveway and clutched the flowers to my chest. I hope she likes them. There was another car parked on the other side of the street that I didn't recognize, but I ignored it. I knocked on the front door, waited for a reply, but didn't get one. Cautiously I turned the handle and tried to open it.

It was unlocked…which was… weird.

"Hello? Brooke?" I shouted through the house. No reply. Walking forward, I headed down the hall. Coal appeared around a corner, and meowed loudly at me. I bent down to pet him, but he scampered away down the hall and stopped at the door to her parent's room. I followed him, the flowers still in my hand, then reached for the door knob. When I pulled it open, it revealed a shocking and horrifying sight.

Brooke was backed into a corner, with Josh standing there, holding a gun. Jay stood behind him, holding a wooden box under his arm.

"What are you doing?! Stop!" I shouted. They all looked my way, and Josh glared at me, fury flaring in his eyes. I reached to grab the phone, but Jay grabbed my arm. I struggled, but his grip was firm.

"What are you doing?!" I snarled, thrashing.

"You and your friends have given me enough trouble, and I'm ready to end this, whatever it takes." Brooke's beautiful stormy blue eyes were wide with fear, and tears welled up. Her knees were pulled up into her chest, and she trembled.

"Goodbye, Brooke. I had fun messing with you and Nikki, but this is now real." She flinched at the mention of her best friend, and curled up as small as she could.

No.

The bullet clicked into place.

I won't let this happen.

The shot was fired, and I leaped. There was a burning, agonizing sting in my torso, and I fell to the ground with a thud. Black edged my vision, and I felt blood start to emerge from the wound.

"JASON!"