This Too Shall Pass 2: Return to Uncertainty
Chapter Five: Changing Colors
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"Hey Ty." Val said as she kissed her boyfriend. "Are you ready to go?" They had plans to go see a movie before their next shift at the station. She wanted to get away from the matter at hands with Jamie, she wanted to feel like a normal teenage with no real worries, except maybe that big math test coming up.
"In a minute." he spoke sharply, returning to his homework.
She looked at him strangely, he had been happy two second ago. " Alright." At this moment, she thought about Bethany. As apart of the cheerleading had, Val had known her, though they had never been really good friends. But, she had been sweet and kind, and Val wondered why someone who have wanted to hurt her. "Are you going to Beth's funeral?'
"I don't think so. I didn't know her." Tyler said with a bit of frustration. He sighed what was wrong with her? "What are you waiting for? Come on!"
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Daniel-Adam dropped the gun from his fingers. He had shot him. He had really done it. Dan thought to himself. Though no blood would ever touch his hands, he felt it, he saw the thick redness drenched on his fingertips. Daniel had stopped being the victim and had become the victimizer, the one thing he despised. He had become the person he hated.
The boy ran home, away from that horrible scene, that would play over and over again in his mind. It was funny- ironic even- he thought by hurting Amy-Liesel's killer he'd feel some sort of justice, some sort if reprieve from the pain of his grief. It didn't.
"Dan?" David-Douglas asked his brother as the elder ran up the stirs.
"Not now, David." Dan replied, disappointing his brother again. David had lost a sister, now he was threaten to lose a brother.
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"The small northern Californian town of Kingsport, never thought they'd be ravished with such heinous crimes. The now, notorious "Waite Murders" of Amy-Liesel Doherty in November, Bethany Anderson only a week and a half before, and now AnnaBeth Caddis early this morning -"
Jamie turned off the hospital TV screen in disgust. A *3rd murder*? At least they couldn't pin this one on him, he'd been in the hospital the whole day and night. Oh who was he kidding. It didn't matter that *he* knew he hadn't done any of the murders, when *everyone* else did. Whoever said you were innocent until proven guilty was seriously wrong.
"Don't turn it off , you'll miss the part where your 9th grade math teacher , says it's an injustice for you to be roaming Kingsport. Oh, and Danielle Walker, you know the Doherty's lawyer, saying she won't rest till your in prison." Megan said sarcastically., kissing her brother on the forehead.
"Maybe I should leave Kingsport." Jamie said in his hospital bed, resting his head back and looking towards the window.
"No, don't give them the satisfaction,. This is your life and your home. You haven't done anything wrong, they can't make you leave." Megan protested. "How's your arm, anyway?" Jamie gazed at his sling. He had been shot in the arm and another bullet had grazed his side.
"It's alright. The doctor's said it should be good as new in a few weeks. I get out of here tomorrow."
"That's good-"
"-Hey Jamie." Paul, of all people, said as he came into the room, unintentionally interrupting his wife, and caring Hannah.
"What are you doing here?" Jamie asked angrily. Megan had told him of their fight, and of what Paul had said to her about him.
"I wanted to say I'm sorry. When Meg told me you'd been shot, well I realized that you meant a lot to me. You're like a little brother. I don't know why I believed all those things. I guess if someone tells you something long enough, you start to believe it. I shouldn't have." Paul said, a little more emotional and corny then he intended, but he hoped he got his point across.
"Thanks." Jamie said hoping that his brother-in-law knew that he appreciated what he had just said. "Now, let me play with my niece."
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"So, what was important, that I had to get shot for?" Jamie as Barry Michaels stepped into his hospital room.
"Well, there's a lot." Barry said as he made himself at home and sat sown on a chair next to the bed. "First of all Amy was -as horrific as it sounds- strangled to death. So was, Bethany Anderson and the new one, AnnaBeth. They were all at night after 12 or so, and all went out and then never returned the next morning." Barry continued. "You have an alibi for AnnaBeth because you were here, and for Bethany because you were at home, and I can vouch for you because I was talking on the phone with you at that time. It's just Amy that we have a problem with. They are still going to want to pin you for that one. Can anyone vouch for you that you where home at the time of Amy's murder?"
"No, I went straight to bed. My parents didn't even know when I came in." Jamie said somberly. "No wait- my brother Peter called from New York , I talked to him for an hour. I must have forgotten because it had been so late."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, definitely."
"Good." Barry said written the information down. "Now there is another matter at hand. I know you told the police and everyone that you don't know who shot you, but I think you do."
Jamie signed not meeting Michaels eye. "I do know. But, trust me, the person who should me doesn't need prison. He has made a worst prison for himself."
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It had been a day since Jamie had gotten out of the hospital. He stood there not daring to move. He hadn't known her that long, but he had been the last person she'd ever seen in her life, besides her attacker. He felt sad at the lost of Amy life, the small number of 16 that stood on her grave stone.
Life was unfair. It had been unfair to him, and unfair to her. He promised he'd make it right…
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A/N: Only one more chapter left till the end! It will be along shortly. DO YOU THINK YOU KNOW WHO THE KILLER IS? PLEASE INCLUDE WHO YOU THINK IT IS IN YOUR REVIEW. LET'S HAVE A LITTLE POLL. ;-) THANKS.
Chapter Five: Changing Colors
*~*
"Hey Ty." Val said as she kissed her boyfriend. "Are you ready to go?" They had plans to go see a movie before their next shift at the station. She wanted to get away from the matter at hands with Jamie, she wanted to feel like a normal teenage with no real worries, except maybe that big math test coming up.
"In a minute." he spoke sharply, returning to his homework.
She looked at him strangely, he had been happy two second ago. " Alright." At this moment, she thought about Bethany. As apart of the cheerleading had, Val had known her, though they had never been really good friends. But, she had been sweet and kind, and Val wondered why someone who have wanted to hurt her. "Are you going to Beth's funeral?'
"I don't think so. I didn't know her." Tyler said with a bit of frustration. He sighed what was wrong with her? "What are you waiting for? Come on!"
*~*
Daniel-Adam dropped the gun from his fingers. He had shot him. He had really done it. Dan thought to himself. Though no blood would ever touch his hands, he felt it, he saw the thick redness drenched on his fingertips. Daniel had stopped being the victim and had become the victimizer, the one thing he despised. He had become the person he hated.
The boy ran home, away from that horrible scene, that would play over and over again in his mind. It was funny- ironic even- he thought by hurting Amy-Liesel's killer he'd feel some sort of justice, some sort if reprieve from the pain of his grief. It didn't.
"Dan?" David-Douglas asked his brother as the elder ran up the stirs.
"Not now, David." Dan replied, disappointing his brother again. David had lost a sister, now he was threaten to lose a brother.
*~*
"The small northern Californian town of Kingsport, never thought they'd be ravished with such heinous crimes. The now, notorious "Waite Murders" of Amy-Liesel Doherty in November, Bethany Anderson only a week and a half before, and now AnnaBeth Caddis early this morning -"
Jamie turned off the hospital TV screen in disgust. A *3rd murder*? At least they couldn't pin this one on him, he'd been in the hospital the whole day and night. Oh who was he kidding. It didn't matter that *he* knew he hadn't done any of the murders, when *everyone* else did. Whoever said you were innocent until proven guilty was seriously wrong.
"Don't turn it off , you'll miss the part where your 9th grade math teacher , says it's an injustice for you to be roaming Kingsport. Oh, and Danielle Walker, you know the Doherty's lawyer, saying she won't rest till your in prison." Megan said sarcastically., kissing her brother on the forehead.
"Maybe I should leave Kingsport." Jamie said in his hospital bed, resting his head back and looking towards the window.
"No, don't give them the satisfaction,. This is your life and your home. You haven't done anything wrong, they can't make you leave." Megan protested. "How's your arm, anyway?" Jamie gazed at his sling. He had been shot in the arm and another bullet had grazed his side.
"It's alright. The doctor's said it should be good as new in a few weeks. I get out of here tomorrow."
"That's good-"
"-Hey Jamie." Paul, of all people, said as he came into the room, unintentionally interrupting his wife, and caring Hannah.
"What are you doing here?" Jamie asked angrily. Megan had told him of their fight, and of what Paul had said to her about him.
"I wanted to say I'm sorry. When Meg told me you'd been shot, well I realized that you meant a lot to me. You're like a little brother. I don't know why I believed all those things. I guess if someone tells you something long enough, you start to believe it. I shouldn't have." Paul said, a little more emotional and corny then he intended, but he hoped he got his point across.
"Thanks." Jamie said hoping that his brother-in-law knew that he appreciated what he had just said. "Now, let me play with my niece."
*~*
"So, what was important, that I had to get shot for?" Jamie as Barry Michaels stepped into his hospital room.
"Well, there's a lot." Barry said as he made himself at home and sat sown on a chair next to the bed. "First of all Amy was -as horrific as it sounds- strangled to death. So was, Bethany Anderson and the new one, AnnaBeth. They were all at night after 12 or so, and all went out and then never returned the next morning." Barry continued. "You have an alibi for AnnaBeth because you were here, and for Bethany because you were at home, and I can vouch for you because I was talking on the phone with you at that time. It's just Amy that we have a problem with. They are still going to want to pin you for that one. Can anyone vouch for you that you where home at the time of Amy's murder?"
"No, I went straight to bed. My parents didn't even know when I came in." Jamie said somberly. "No wait- my brother Peter called from New York , I talked to him for an hour. I must have forgotten because it had been so late."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, definitely."
"Good." Barry said written the information down. "Now there is another matter at hand. I know you told the police and everyone that you don't know who shot you, but I think you do."
Jamie signed not meeting Michaels eye. "I do know. But, trust me, the person who should me doesn't need prison. He has made a worst prison for himself."
*~*
It had been a day since Jamie had gotten out of the hospital. He stood there not daring to move. He hadn't known her that long, but he had been the last person she'd ever seen in her life, besides her attacker. He felt sad at the lost of Amy life, the small number of 16 that stood on her grave stone.
Life was unfair. It had been unfair to him, and unfair to her. He promised he'd make it right…
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A/N: Only one more chapter left till the end! It will be along shortly. DO YOU THINK YOU KNOW WHO THE KILLER IS? PLEASE INCLUDE WHO YOU THINK IT IS IN YOUR REVIEW. LET'S HAVE A LITTLE POLL. ;-) THANKS.