Private Eye Grams and The Suicide Letter

Chapter Two

Disclaimer: Dont own DC. Genius show but not mine ... unfortunately. (P/J 4eva!)

Summary: 2nd chapter. Okay brief synopsis of chap one. Jen has organised a study session. Andy really depressed. Dawson distraught over Pacey and Joey. Jack upset about being bullied. Chap two sets the scene a little more (mostly around Jen) Hope you like the cliffhanger. Bare with me, it'll brighten up soon.

Author Note: Sorry for the wait. Please r&r I love to hear your views!

"Jennifer, can you come in here a minute, please?" Grams shouted out as Jen came in from school that afternoon.

"Grams, I'm kinda busy. I have some things that I have to take care of, can't this wait?"

"Hello, Jen." Her mother stepped into the hall and tried her best to greet her daughter with a smile, but Jen could see that she had been crying.

Jen paused and looked at her mother in shock for a few seconds before finally finding the courage to speak.

"What're you doing here?" She asked, scolding her mother with her eyes.

"I ... your Father ..." Her words trailed off, hanging in the air. "Your Father," she started again, taking a deep breath. "Your Father was sleeping with his secretary in our bed."

Jen looked away, unsuprised. "And that brings you to Capeside, why?" She asked, rhetorically.

Her Grams drew her a look of dislike as Jen turned away from her mother and headed upstairs.

"I'll be around for a while, Jennifer; so you'll have to get used to it!" Her mother yelled after her.

Jen could hear raised voices and crying downstairs as she lay on her bed, her head buried deep in her pillow, full of thought. So, it had finally happened. Her spineless mother had actually decided to leave him after all. She scoffed at this and sat up, realising that somehow, her pillow was wet and there were tears streaming from her eyes.

Why was she so upset at this? Even she didn't know the answer as she picked up the telephone and dialled Joey's number.

"Hello?" Bodie answered, a slight chirp in his voice.

"Bodie, it's Jen." She told him, trying to hold back more tears. "Is Joey there?"

"Hi, Jen. I'll just get her for you."

Taking deep breaths and sipping the stale water on her nightstand from the night before, she tried to gather herself. The Jen that people knew wasn't like this. She had to act right. She could let anyone know that this was bothering her, because even she didn't know why it was.

"Hey, Jen." Joey's soft voice drifted down the line.

It took her a few seconds to realise that Joey had actually spoke to her.

"Hi, Jo. Listen, I'm going to have to cancel tonight. My mom kinda came into town unexpectedly. I'm sorry, but if you could call the others, that would be really great." Her voice trembled towards the end.

"Um ... sure, Jen." Joey answered. "Are you okay? Do you want me to come over?"

"No, Joey. I'll see you tomorrow." She hung the phone up abruptly and dialled another number. It was Yana Black's number; a girl she had met a while ago at a college party she had crashed. Jen just knew she would have what she was looking for right now. What Jen really needed was something to make her feel better and to stop these uncontrollable outbursts. She knew that Yana would have some X.

Two days passed by and no one had seen or heard from Jen and everyone was getting extremely worried as to where she might be. Grams had watned to inform the police, but Jen's mother had told her to leave it another day or so, as her daughter had often done this before. A row had ensued between Grams and Jen's mother, but Grams had decided to listen to her daughter in the end and leave Jen for a while.

So after three days, Jen Lindley stomped her way into Capeside High, stinking of drink and staggering her way through the corridors. 10.am and Jen was drunk. If this was New York, it would be no surprise; but this was Capeside and this was certainly and element of surprise.

"Jen?" Joey and Andie shrieked in unison as she walked directly into them in the corridor.

"Hey, Joey!" Jen yelled a little too loudly. "Andie!" She laughed. "Oh, I loooove you guys! Do you know that I love you? I know that I love you. I think everyone loves you! Well, Pacey certainly loved the both of you, didn't he?" She slumped against the lockers and started laughing again.

"Come on, Jen." Joey exclaimed, encouraging Andie to help lift her up off the floor.

"We'd better get you cleaned up a bit before you get kicked out." Andie said, helping Joey carry Jen to the nearest toilet.

Later that night, things were sorted and back to normal; whatever normal was in Capeside. Jen had sobered up and apologised to her Grams (and grudgingly to her Mother) for her behaviour, promising never to do anything of the sort again, although inside, she still felt as bad. Why couldn't she just stay drunk? Everything seemed better when she was drunk. Still, Jen knew she couldn't go on living her lfie like this. Somehtign had to give and Jen was going to make that happen. Despite her promises.

Everyone piled into Grams' house that night for the study session that Jen had promised them all three days ago. Joey was late. Not just late for the study group, but she feared she was pregnant. She had thought it for a while and the past few days had just made her even more concerned. She had lost her virginity to Pacey a few nights after returning to Capeside. It had been a magical night, now all had jsut goen wrong. What if she was pregnany? How would she break it to Pacey? Or Bessie? To be honest, though, none of those thoughts scared her half as much as the diea of breaking it to Dawson. How could she break his heart? She knew that he was going crazy seeign her with Pacey. She had hurt him enough by revealing her romance with Pacey last year and choosing him over Dawson, but to tell him something like this ... she couldn't quite believe it herself. She just couldn't. How could she be pregnant? Why did it have to be her; Joey Potter of all people? She hadn't taken a test, but Joey was pretty sure she knew her body better than some stupid test. She was going to have Pacey's baby.

Three hours later, they had all agreed it was tiem for a break. On the outside, it seemed obvious that they had all worked the asses off so far. Inside, though, each and every one of them was battling demons bigger than exams. They all had their own problems and they all knew how to deal with them. There was only one way.

It was a little after midnight when Jen and her mother had drifted off to bed, but Grams found herself unable to sleep or to rest; so she climbed up out of the armchair she had been sitting in uncomfortably for a while now and headed off to the kitchen to clean up. Picking up some empty soda cans and packets of crisps, she put them in the bin and started on the rest of the table. It was littered with paper, as was the floor. Ten minutes later, it had nearly all been tidied away, except for a few pieces of scrpa paper lying on the floor. Picking them up, one piece of paper in particular caught her eye. It was a letter written in very bold and dark handwriting. Very cryptic she thought as she read it, suspiciously:

To you,

What will happen can't be stopped. There are lies that I told you. Important lies; those untruths can never be taken back. To the end of my lfie, they will haunt me more than you. You can move on with your future - you have possibilities and freedom in your soul. I have disgrace. I have lost everything: my respect, my dignity and now... I will lose my life. Soon, I will die. I can't see a life at all. Consider this my apology and my goodbye.

I am sorry. Believe me with all your heart.

xxx

Grams gasped in horror as she finished the last sentence. Someone was going to kill themselves; they were actually goign to taken away the life that God had given them. She had to find out who it was and she had to do it fast.