Okay, I'm back and I'll hopefully have daily updates now. This is another filler chapter. Sorry. But I'm going to pack a lot of action into the next chapter. I'll try and have it up tonight.
Thank you all so much for the suppoert (snifs). I don't deserve all of you! You all are unbelieveably awesome for that!
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"When did you first hear someone in your house?" Officer Collins asked me the next day. Although they still weren't sure that Dean had been the one who broke in, he had taken the case over on his own instinct.
"Um, I was talking to my best friend around nine thirty. I thought my mom was home, so I hung up."
"Did you see anyone?"
"No. I saw the door was open and I ran upstairs."
"Was the door unlocked before?"
"No. I made sure that it was locked."
"Did you hear anything?"
"I heard something glass breaking. I told that to the person I was talking to."
He nodded. "I heard the tape. You did the right thing by doing what you did."
"Do you know who did this?"
"I have an idea. I think you do too."
"What do you mean?"
He turned around and picked something off the table behing him. It was a bag marked 'evidence' in big red letters. Inside was the note I had found in my room. "You read this, didn't you?"
I shook my head. "I stepped on it, and I saw the front. I decided not to read it. I just left it on the ground." I picked up the bag, but couldn't bring myself to read it. I stared at it until the words blurred in front of me and tears burned in my eyes.
"When's this going to end?" I asked, not looking up.
"Soon," he promised.
"How long is soon?" I asked, feeling all my frustration turn into anger. I looked up at him. "A week, a month, a year? And what happens after you finally decide to arrest him? He goes to jail, he doesn't go to jail?"
"Paige-"
"No. I'm not a the naive little girl who I was a year ago. I'm not so idealistic that I believe that after this is all over he'll go to jail forever and I'll skip though a field of daisies. All I know is that I'm going through hell right now, Dean's running around free to rape whoever he wants and no one seems to be able to do anything about it!"
"I know how this seems right now. I know you feel like nothing's ever going to be done. But we're a day away from being able to arrest him. And we are going to prove that he broke into your house. And I promise that I will get this guy."
I nodded. "I'm sorry, Officer Collins, but I think I'm going to have to see it to believe it."
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My mom decidede that we weren't going to go home for a couple of days. She was getting a state-of-the-art security system installed. She also deicded that Mikey and I weren't going to go to school the day after it happened. She was really freaking out, but I don't think she realized who had broken in. She didn't know how bad it really was.
Mikey was watching TV with my mom in the other room, so I decided that it was time to make another important phone call. I picked up the phone and took a deep breath. I had a sense of deja vu, remembering doing this only days ago with Hazel. But this was different. I didn't think he was mad at me, but I had to talk to him. I closed my eyes and put the phone to my ear.
"Hello?"
"Hey Spin, it's me." I opened them.
"Hey, where were you today? I couldn't find you."
"I know. I wasn't there. Uh, something happened last night."
"Are you okay?"
I pursed my lips. He was so good to me and I kept dragging him through the mud. "Yeah, I'm fine. Now I am, at least."
"What happened?"
"Someone- Dean- broke into my house."
"Did he do anything to you?"
"No.. . . Look, that's not really why I called. I want to apologize for last night."
He took a minute to answer. "What do you need to apologize for?" He sounded sincere.
"Everything. What I did was completely out of line."
"No, Paige-"
"Wait. Just listen, okay? It was wrong of me to come of to you as strong as I did. It wasn't fair to you, and it was even less fair when I changed my mind. And I don't want to keep doing this to you, Spin."
"What are you saying?"
"I'm saying that I want you to be happy. And it isn't fair to you if you're not happy with me."
"Oh." He didn't speak for a while. I closed my eyes in the slience, and fought back burning tears. "You got to speak, so I want to say something now. I hate this, Paige. I hate the way that Dean's made you feel and I hate the police for not arresting him and I hate that he's taken all this from you, but there is no way that I'm going to let him take the best thing that's ever happened to me away. Do you really think that's all there is to me? If you don't sleep with me that I don't want to be with you? I told you from the very begining that we're not all like Dean. And I will never to what he did to you. And I will spend forever proving that to you if that's what it takes."
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Two days later, I was back at my house. My mom had gotten a cleaning service to come in and clean out anything broken. The furniture had been rearranged. She had promised that we'd be getting some new furniture and repainting some things. But I didn't think she would have done this if it was just any one who had broken in. I was almost positive that Officer Collins had told her that it was Dean- or at least that it was probably Dean. Maybe she heard me shouting in my sleep, or just understood that I was scared out of my mind in our house, knowing that Dean had walked on that ground, touched those things. Dean's presence had ruined yet another part of my life. How long until he took everything else away from me?
I grudgingly trudged the stairs up to my room. My pictures were still sitting on my dresser, and the frames scrubbed clean. With trembling hands, I picked a picture of Spinner and I up. I slowly traced my fingers over his face. Then, I loosened my grip on the picture and it fell to the floor. I quickly followed. I curled into a ball and I sobbed. Horrible, gut wrenching sobs.
And then it was gone.
Thank you all so much for the suppoert (snifs). I don't deserve all of you! You all are unbelieveably awesome for that!
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"When did you first hear someone in your house?" Officer Collins asked me the next day. Although they still weren't sure that Dean had been the one who broke in, he had taken the case over on his own instinct.
"Um, I was talking to my best friend around nine thirty. I thought my mom was home, so I hung up."
"Did you see anyone?"
"No. I saw the door was open and I ran upstairs."
"Was the door unlocked before?"
"No. I made sure that it was locked."
"Did you hear anything?"
"I heard something glass breaking. I told that to the person I was talking to."
He nodded. "I heard the tape. You did the right thing by doing what you did."
"Do you know who did this?"
"I have an idea. I think you do too."
"What do you mean?"
He turned around and picked something off the table behing him. It was a bag marked 'evidence' in big red letters. Inside was the note I had found in my room. "You read this, didn't you?"
I shook my head. "I stepped on it, and I saw the front. I decided not to read it. I just left it on the ground." I picked up the bag, but couldn't bring myself to read it. I stared at it until the words blurred in front of me and tears burned in my eyes.
"When's this going to end?" I asked, not looking up.
"Soon," he promised.
"How long is soon?" I asked, feeling all my frustration turn into anger. I looked up at him. "A week, a month, a year? And what happens after you finally decide to arrest him? He goes to jail, he doesn't go to jail?"
"Paige-"
"No. I'm not a the naive little girl who I was a year ago. I'm not so idealistic that I believe that after this is all over he'll go to jail forever and I'll skip though a field of daisies. All I know is that I'm going through hell right now, Dean's running around free to rape whoever he wants and no one seems to be able to do anything about it!"
"I know how this seems right now. I know you feel like nothing's ever going to be done. But we're a day away from being able to arrest him. And we are going to prove that he broke into your house. And I promise that I will get this guy."
I nodded. "I'm sorry, Officer Collins, but I think I'm going to have to see it to believe it."
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My mom decidede that we weren't going to go home for a couple of days. She was getting a state-of-the-art security system installed. She also deicded that Mikey and I weren't going to go to school the day after it happened. She was really freaking out, but I don't think she realized who had broken in. She didn't know how bad it really was.
Mikey was watching TV with my mom in the other room, so I decided that it was time to make another important phone call. I picked up the phone and took a deep breath. I had a sense of deja vu, remembering doing this only days ago with Hazel. But this was different. I didn't think he was mad at me, but I had to talk to him. I closed my eyes and put the phone to my ear.
"Hello?"
"Hey Spin, it's me." I opened them.
"Hey, where were you today? I couldn't find you."
"I know. I wasn't there. Uh, something happened last night."
"Are you okay?"
I pursed my lips. He was so good to me and I kept dragging him through the mud. "Yeah, I'm fine. Now I am, at least."
"What happened?"
"Someone- Dean- broke into my house."
"Did he do anything to you?"
"No.. . . Look, that's not really why I called. I want to apologize for last night."
He took a minute to answer. "What do you need to apologize for?" He sounded sincere.
"Everything. What I did was completely out of line."
"No, Paige-"
"Wait. Just listen, okay? It was wrong of me to come of to you as strong as I did. It wasn't fair to you, and it was even less fair when I changed my mind. And I don't want to keep doing this to you, Spin."
"What are you saying?"
"I'm saying that I want you to be happy. And it isn't fair to you if you're not happy with me."
"Oh." He didn't speak for a while. I closed my eyes in the slience, and fought back burning tears. "You got to speak, so I want to say something now. I hate this, Paige. I hate the way that Dean's made you feel and I hate the police for not arresting him and I hate that he's taken all this from you, but there is no way that I'm going to let him take the best thing that's ever happened to me away. Do you really think that's all there is to me? If you don't sleep with me that I don't want to be with you? I told you from the very begining that we're not all like Dean. And I will never to what he did to you. And I will spend forever proving that to you if that's what it takes."
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Two days later, I was back at my house. My mom had gotten a cleaning service to come in and clean out anything broken. The furniture had been rearranged. She had promised that we'd be getting some new furniture and repainting some things. But I didn't think she would have done this if it was just any one who had broken in. I was almost positive that Officer Collins had told her that it was Dean- or at least that it was probably Dean. Maybe she heard me shouting in my sleep, or just understood that I was scared out of my mind in our house, knowing that Dean had walked on that ground, touched those things. Dean's presence had ruined yet another part of my life. How long until he took everything else away from me?
I grudgingly trudged the stairs up to my room. My pictures were still sitting on my dresser, and the frames scrubbed clean. With trembling hands, I picked a picture of Spinner and I up. I slowly traced my fingers over his face. Then, I loosened my grip on the picture and it fell to the floor. I quickly followed. I curled into a ball and I sobbed. Horrible, gut wrenching sobs.
And then it was gone.