A/N: I know I know…Here it is Finally the last chapter .
This Too Shall Pass 2: Return to Uncertainty
Chapter Six: The Real Murderer
"I know you'd be here." Mrs. Waite said as she approached her son. These past months had almost been as hard on her as it had been on Jamie. She felt dirty and wrong. Her doubt may have broken her family apart-if it hadn't already. How could a mother think her own son-her baby could be capable of such a heinous crime? She remembered when he was six and he got in his first fight at school,. When he was ten and he stole from the mall. 13, when she caught him smoking. But all the wrong things Jamie had done in his life had been minor, things that many boys did as they were growing up. But, Peter hadn't, and in her mind she had already placed her youngest son as a bad seed. It was wrong of her, she knew. Surely, she could notice the change in Jamie after he joined the EMS squad. His grades improved, his behavior as well.
But she didn't.
"What are you doing here?" Jamie stated the pain of his mother's doubt had ragged deep below the skin. He glanced at Amy's grave, not daring to look at his mother, as tears rolled down her face.
"I almost lost you. I could have been the one putting a child in the ground. You would have dead thinking I thought the worst of you . It shouldn't have come to that-I shouldn't have let it come to that. I shouldn't have needed proof to realize that you didn't kill those girls. I know now that you could never do that. I'm sorry Jamie, I was so worried that you had done it that I stop thinking that you hadn't."
Jamie stood speechless. He didn't want this to go on, he wanted his family, his mom .He stood, his sight leaving the stone and hugged his mother.
*~*
It was happening again. The medication had stopped working. His cover blown. For years he had hid his mental illness, hoping it would never return. But, it had and it was worst then ever, dangerous. He couldn't control his emotions or actions. Nothing was his own. Not his mind; not his life. He was trapped in the deadly game he was causing, the hurt and pain that he didn't want to commit. Those girls didn't deserve it, and he hadn't wanted to kill them. But, his mind was betraying him. Even this very moment he was slipping away, leaving all traces of himself behind. In his place stood a killer, and his friends stood at risk to a murderer they could not see..
*~*
Jamie gazed at the window, thinking about nothing in particular, a welcome change, he figured.
"Hey Jamie." Caitie replied as she walked in to the room. She looked at him, still so sad, so lonely, so serious,-so not Jamie. She felt anger towards the people who where suppose to protect the innocent, she felt anger to those who had taken his life. They had indeed, for he wasn't there any more, it was as if he had never left that prison. She hoped that this case would be solved as easily as she suspected it would be. Three girls had been killed, Amy, Bethany, AnnaBeth , three girls with wants and dreams. Families who may never find peace, people like Daniel-Adam, yes she knew more then Jamie thought she did. More then she ever let on. She knew it was he who had shot Jamie, and she knew Jamie would never tell.
"Let's get some Pizza."
*~*
He seized her, his closest victim, he would no longer wait for darkness, he'd attack now. He didn't know way he had killed those three particular girls, he didn't know why he picked this one now. He just new that they were all against him.
She had walked home steadily, walking fast, as every teenage girl did now. Looking behind her shoulder, reassuring herself, that no one was there, it was still day light after all.
It didn't matter, she would stop for him anyway, she knew him- the infamous "Waite Murderer", the murderer who wasn't even Jamie Waite at all.
"Hey Val. Wait up!"
*~*
They ate the food silently, once in awhile, filling the silence with mindless chatter. She signed. "I've missed you."
"I know. I'm sorry." Jamie replied, not sure of what to say. "This whole thing has changed me. I don't know if I can ever go back to before."
Caitie nodded, understanding him. "I want you to know that I never doubted you…..and I understand what you are going to say next."
Jamie smiled, something he hadn't done in a long time. "I'm leaving Kingsport. Maybe if I can graduate early and go to college, if not I'm going to live with Megan in Hollow Brook. I know it seemed like I'm running away but-"
"You have too. So you can get away from all these over achievers." she smiled back, trying to lighten the mood. To lighted the cloud that have been on them both since the day Amy died.
*~*
"Hey!" Val said as she kissed him. "You've been acting weird lately."
His fake smile faded. She was trying to control him -to hurt him. He couldn't let this happen, he had to stop her before she stopped him. He took his hands and banned them against his temples. "You have to stop. They have to stop!"
"Tyler! What's wrong with you?!" Val said alarmed and frightened. The truth was sinking in. Her best friend- her boyfriend was the real murderer all along.
She tried to run, thinking it was her only option. But the strong football player was too strong- too quick. He pulled her back and tried to grab her neck in order to strangle her.
"Tyler, no! Please don't do it!" She cried, hoping to find Tyler somewhere in his mind. She stared in his blue eyes, as a tear formed in his own as well. His arms released. "I'm sorry. I don't want to hurt you. Please make them stop."
*~*
Six Months Later
'Waite Murders' Solved
KINGSPORT- Today, Tyler Connell was officially sentenced for the infamous "Waite" murders of Amy-Liesel Doherty, Bethany Anderson and AnnaBeth Sanders, three teenagers from the small town. He will be sent to a nearby mental hospital to treat his schizophrenia. The seventeen year old senior at Kingsport High school will not be charged for the murders. James Waite, who was originally charged in these crimes could not be reached for comments. -C. DeWitt, Kingsport Daily Newspaper
Jamie tossed the paper away, as he made himself comfortable in the bus seat. The "Waite Murders" would not be renamed, people would still wonder about him. But, that was ok. He was free. Free to move on with his life. To be happy again.
Happy, what a concept.
*~*
A/n: I hope u guys liked it ;-)
This Too Shall Pass 2: Return to Uncertainty
Chapter Six: The Real Murderer
"I know you'd be here." Mrs. Waite said as she approached her son. These past months had almost been as hard on her as it had been on Jamie. She felt dirty and wrong. Her doubt may have broken her family apart-if it hadn't already. How could a mother think her own son-her baby could be capable of such a heinous crime? She remembered when he was six and he got in his first fight at school,. When he was ten and he stole from the mall. 13, when she caught him smoking. But all the wrong things Jamie had done in his life had been minor, things that many boys did as they were growing up. But, Peter hadn't, and in her mind she had already placed her youngest son as a bad seed. It was wrong of her, she knew. Surely, she could notice the change in Jamie after he joined the EMS squad. His grades improved, his behavior as well.
But she didn't.
"What are you doing here?" Jamie stated the pain of his mother's doubt had ragged deep below the skin. He glanced at Amy's grave, not daring to look at his mother, as tears rolled down her face.
"I almost lost you. I could have been the one putting a child in the ground. You would have dead thinking I thought the worst of you . It shouldn't have come to that-I shouldn't have let it come to that. I shouldn't have needed proof to realize that you didn't kill those girls. I know now that you could never do that. I'm sorry Jamie, I was so worried that you had done it that I stop thinking that you hadn't."
Jamie stood speechless. He didn't want this to go on, he wanted his family, his mom .He stood, his sight leaving the stone and hugged his mother.
*~*
It was happening again. The medication had stopped working. His cover blown. For years he had hid his mental illness, hoping it would never return. But, it had and it was worst then ever, dangerous. He couldn't control his emotions or actions. Nothing was his own. Not his mind; not his life. He was trapped in the deadly game he was causing, the hurt and pain that he didn't want to commit. Those girls didn't deserve it, and he hadn't wanted to kill them. But, his mind was betraying him. Even this very moment he was slipping away, leaving all traces of himself behind. In his place stood a killer, and his friends stood at risk to a murderer they could not see..
*~*
Jamie gazed at the window, thinking about nothing in particular, a welcome change, he figured.
"Hey Jamie." Caitie replied as she walked in to the room. She looked at him, still so sad, so lonely, so serious,-so not Jamie. She felt anger towards the people who where suppose to protect the innocent, she felt anger to those who had taken his life. They had indeed, for he wasn't there any more, it was as if he had never left that prison. She hoped that this case would be solved as easily as she suspected it would be. Three girls had been killed, Amy, Bethany, AnnaBeth , three girls with wants and dreams. Families who may never find peace, people like Daniel-Adam, yes she knew more then Jamie thought she did. More then she ever let on. She knew it was he who had shot Jamie, and she knew Jamie would never tell.
"Let's get some Pizza."
*~*
He seized her, his closest victim, he would no longer wait for darkness, he'd attack now. He didn't know way he had killed those three particular girls, he didn't know why he picked this one now. He just new that they were all against him.
She had walked home steadily, walking fast, as every teenage girl did now. Looking behind her shoulder, reassuring herself, that no one was there, it was still day light after all.
It didn't matter, she would stop for him anyway, she knew him- the infamous "Waite Murderer", the murderer who wasn't even Jamie Waite at all.
"Hey Val. Wait up!"
*~*
They ate the food silently, once in awhile, filling the silence with mindless chatter. She signed. "I've missed you."
"I know. I'm sorry." Jamie replied, not sure of what to say. "This whole thing has changed me. I don't know if I can ever go back to before."
Caitie nodded, understanding him. "I want you to know that I never doubted you…..and I understand what you are going to say next."
Jamie smiled, something he hadn't done in a long time. "I'm leaving Kingsport. Maybe if I can graduate early and go to college, if not I'm going to live with Megan in Hollow Brook. I know it seemed like I'm running away but-"
"You have too. So you can get away from all these over achievers." she smiled back, trying to lighten the mood. To lighted the cloud that have been on them both since the day Amy died.
*~*
"Hey!" Val said as she kissed him. "You've been acting weird lately."
His fake smile faded. She was trying to control him -to hurt him. He couldn't let this happen, he had to stop her before she stopped him. He took his hands and banned them against his temples. "You have to stop. They have to stop!"
"Tyler! What's wrong with you?!" Val said alarmed and frightened. The truth was sinking in. Her best friend- her boyfriend was the real murderer all along.
She tried to run, thinking it was her only option. But the strong football player was too strong- too quick. He pulled her back and tried to grab her neck in order to strangle her.
"Tyler, no! Please don't do it!" She cried, hoping to find Tyler somewhere in his mind. She stared in his blue eyes, as a tear formed in his own as well. His arms released. "I'm sorry. I don't want to hurt you. Please make them stop."
*~*
Six Months Later
'Waite Murders' Solved
KINGSPORT- Today, Tyler Connell was officially sentenced for the infamous "Waite" murders of Amy-Liesel Doherty, Bethany Anderson and AnnaBeth Sanders, three teenagers from the small town. He will be sent to a nearby mental hospital to treat his schizophrenia. The seventeen year old senior at Kingsport High school will not be charged for the murders. James Waite, who was originally charged in these crimes could not be reached for comments. -C. DeWitt, Kingsport Daily Newspaper
Jamie tossed the paper away, as he made himself comfortable in the bus seat. The "Waite Murders" would not be renamed, people would still wonder about him. But, that was ok. He was free. Free to move on with his life. To be happy again.
Happy, what a concept.
*~*
A/n: I hope u guys liked it ;-)