The day we left for the University of California we were elated. We blared NSync, Back Street Boys, and of course Britney Spears the entire drive. And speeding of course. Looking back though I don't know why we were so excited. I know Kate wanted to see about the college, primarily the boys at the college, and of course spend some time with Ethan. And for me? Well I think it was really a test for Ethan and I that neither of us were prepared for. Despite being in each other's lives for so long what was coming would hit us like a train. We stopped along the way to get gas and pile up on snacks assuming, correctly, that Ethan didn't really keep groceries. We playfully flirted with the cute guy behind the register of the Hot Spot and continued along our way.

We arrived at Ethan's frat house and we were practically drooling. Guys everywhere, over there playing football, on the other side drinking from a keg, or practicing there beer pong. But even with all those guys around when Ethan came to the car my heart skipped a few beats. All our memories flooding into my mind like a wave in the ocean when your back is turned. Kate found a way to distract herself leaving me standing by my old Honda for Ethan to hug. That first touch I really contemplated trying again. I mean we'd agreed to take a break, I told myself, and we have. But I hit the brakes quick and told myself remember Ana you wanted change and Ethan isn't it.

To make myself feel a little better though I did say that if this weekend went well that we could talk about trying. That would come back to bite me in my high wasted shorts. Everything went great that first night. We hung out at their house, Ethan gave up his room, and other than a few flirty jokes here and there he did a good job as remaining friends. The next night we were going to a party before most of the people left campus for their spring break. It's gonna be a great party girls, Ethan said, tons of booze stuff you've never even heard of. Then we'd leave for home Sunday afternoon after we dealt with our hangovers. That night would completely change all our lives.

"What was your relationship with Ana Steele like Ethan?"

"I thought it was great and as far as Ana ever made it known she felt the same. She never voiced being unhappy."

"Then why the break up?"

"Ana said she felt like if I went to college with a girlfriend I wouldn't get to completely experience it and she wanted to see what high school was like single."

"Did it end on good terms?"

"Yes. We said we would remain friends and the possibility that we would get back together."

"How did you feel when Ana began to date Christian Grey?"

"Sad. I was sad. But I wanted her to be happy. I did hope of course that Ana would end up leaving him but from what she told me he was the one."

"Were you jealous?"

"Of course detective. That girl was, is, the love of my life. I've loved her since middle school. But sometimes the love of your life and your soul mate aren't the same people."

"I understand. Where were you the night Ana went missing?"

"My house."

"Was anyone there with you?"

"No. I was just spending my time by myself."

"So no one to confirm that?"

"Not in person. But I did talk to a few friends and Katie that night."

"Ana's mother said that she and Kate came to see you during spring break. Did anything interesting happen that weekend?

"Not really no."

Now even though technically he is lying, Ethan isn't trying to do any harm. He just pushed what happen that night so far from his head that he doesn't even realize that he's done it. Of course the truth can't be hidden for very long and would come out. And boy when it did, well we'll just call it a snowball effect that would change a lot of things.

Katie Kavanagh Interview 1

"I know this isn't easy for you either Kate but you could be very helpful with our investigation."

"Yeah. Anything I can do to help you."

"Did anyone ever threaten Ana?"

"No, everyone loved Ana. It was like she had this magnetic field around her. You couldn't help but like Ana."

"Any guys ever freak Ana out? Maybe come on too strong?"

"There were a few here and there. But I don't think they meant any harm. She was pretty detective, guys would flirt and make remarks a lot."

"Okay Kate. I hate to ask you but do you think that Ethan could ever hurt Ana?"

"No sir. I don't think he ever would. He's just not that kind of guy."

"Could you tell us about last spring break?"

"Well what do you want to know?"

"Well we heard from Christian that it seemed like Ana was different after that. And Carla said that she heard some odd conversations after that but never asked much about it. Would you know why she might have changed?"

Kate took in a deep, deep breath, "I can think of a reason. Yes."

"Can you tell us?"

This was hard for Kate, she secretly blamed herself for it, and since I passed had even wished it had been her instead. But I'm sure you're dying to know what happen. Puns. The dead girl has puns.

Friday night we watched movies, ate popcorn, drank a little bit, and just had fun. We didn't want to do much from driving and Ethan agreed this would be good after not seeing each other since Christmas. Saturday though we were preparing for this epic "going away" party. We woke up at ten, showered, blow dried our hair, straightened it, and teased it to high heaven. Then caked on our makeup for the perfect night. And dressed in our cutest clothes. A tight black dress and black wedges for me and a pink skirt and black crop top on Kate. We looked great and were so pumped for our first college party.

"Everything was going really good. Ethan and Ana were getting along good so it seemed to me at least. We'd had a good night Friday but Saturday we were going to go out."

"Out where?" The detective asks trying to gather as much information as possible.

"A frat party a few houses down. Well we woke up Saturday, got ready, and left for the party. We were having a good time, we were drinking some, and dancing just trying to enjoy the night really. We'd probably been there three and a half hours when I noticed that Ana wasn't anywhere around. I didn't know if maybe she'd gone to the bathroom or outside so I didn't think too much of it I guess. Then the night got later and later but still no sign of Ana anywhere. Ethan and I looked around as best as we could before we left but there was no sign of her so we went back to his house."

"What did you think she was doing?"

"I thought maybe she'd met a guy. I mean Ana was active, like ya know, so I thought I'd leave her alone to have her fun."

"She was with Christian correct?"

"Yes. I'm her best friend though so I would stick up for her no matter what. Anyways the next morning when I woke up she still wasn't back, I was worried, but Ethan was sure she was fine. He said girls did this all the time in college and she'd be okay. He got up and got in the shower and while he was in the shower I heard a knock on the door. When I opened it, it was Ana in a guy's arms, and it was clear she was not okay. Her dress was completely messed up, black streaks down her face, her eyes red and puffy, and she still acted messed up. He brought her in and I called for Ethan and that's when we finally got her to tell us."

While Kate and I danced a cute guy came up, I think named Michael, and asked if I would dance with him. I did. Somewhere along the way he offered me a drink and I took it. Again living in this little bubble of 'nothing bad will ever happen to me'. I drank it and the next drink he gave me. A few songs later things began to get fuzzy, the music sounded different, and people seemed to be moving differently. A few more and the drugs I had unknowingly taken were in full effect.

At this point I hear him say let's go upstairs and as much as I tried I couldn't correctly form sentences. I heard what sounded like baby talk coming from my lips and I knew I was screwed. I just didn't know how badly. He led me up the stairs and to a room to the far, far back. Then two more guys, who I will admit, were both attractive came in. I had a gut feeling about what was coming and I was completely correct.

While they laughed and drank more beer they all took their turn raping me. Each cheering on one another and making it seem almost like a sporting event. Like I was just some piece of meat and all the while tears ran down my face and I wanted so badly to scream out for Ethan. And I tried believe me, I tried. But the music from down stairs was just too loud and I was too drugged up to even find a decent volume.

I couldn't really tell how long this had been happening but eventually I just passed out. Maybe I should thank the drugs for that or maybe I should thank God. Guess it just depends on your views. When I woke up they were gone, along with most of the people in the house, and it was obviously morning. I left the house, carrying my heels, crying the whole walk to Ethan's frat house. I was in pain everywhere, just walking hurt, but then on top of that the sun in my eyes, and noises. It was too much. A guy I'd met the day before helped carry me to Ethan's room and to the bed.

"She'd been raped. She cried and cried and I cried and Ethan paced the floors, hitting things, just so mad. The guy who helped her said we needed to call the cops but Ana screamed no over and over. She said she wouldn't press charges and wanted to take a shower. I begged her detective I really did but she said she was worried that if Christian found out he would leave her. She said no one would believe her or care because she'd been drinking."

"She took a shower for two straight hours. When she got out I was waiting to try and help her. There were bruises all along her legs and inner thighs, and the rest of her skin irritated from scrubbing so hard. Any evidence was gone and she insisted we leave. Ethan stayed though. He wanted to try and find the guys but she couldn't describe anything about them or wouldn't. I took her home and she made me swear not to tell that it happened. Ethan too."

"Did she blame Ethan?"

"If she did she didn't say anything to me. After that day she never spoke to me about it again."

Of course this did nothing to help Ethan. He was already my ex, happen to be in town, and now this came out. It wasn't looking good. They called Ethan back into the station and began to question him over and over about that weekend. Going into detail about all their theories on why he'd killed me. I'll get to those later on though. For now let's skip to the hell that broke loose in the police station.

While trying to get Christian out of the police station, and from seeing Ethan, after telling him what had happen a new cop had led him down the wrong hall way and straight to him.

"Why would you let that happen to her Ethan?! How could you! She trusted you to protect her and you let that happen!" The cops struggled to keep Christian away from Ethan. Christian pulling away from them with more force than I'd ever seen him use. He wanted to hurt him like those guys had hurt me. They'd told Christian they believed that I had decided to come forward about the rape and Ethan got scared. They claimed that Ethan was worried he would get in trouble for allowing them to go to the party and for covering it up. Now this may have seemed like a good answer to them at the time. But they would soon find what would become another 'motive' for my murder and in turn another suspect all together.

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