Author note: Sorry for the late update xxx

The next day

I walked in to the police station with a gun in my hand and the murder weapon in my pocket. I can't believe I'm doing this. I looked around the area, everyone was working peace fully, it's a small precinct with only a few officers inside. "Here goes nothing" I whispered before I aimed to the ceiling and fired. In seconds I was surrounded by officers pointing their guns at me. "Here we go"

The court doomed me to death.( I know that isn't possible but let's pretend it is ) My execution is going to take place in Quantico Virginia. Great! Just my luck isn't. There were a lot of debating on whether I did it or not even though I confessed. I guess a fourteen year old girl killing at least 10 girls isn't very convincing. I've heard rumors that the Virginia police is going to send a request to the FBI about this manner. I hope the invention gets lost in the mail.

Prison is hell, lots of perverts and people who would like to kill me if they got the chance. But believe it or not but I actually did manage to get friends in here, I mean I'm not capable of getting friends in school so what's the odds of getting any here. But by some miracle I managed to get some friends.

At my first day at lunch I just wanted to sit alone. But this was a small prison and the cafeteria didn't have a lot of sitting places, so I took my chances with some girls that sat together at the corner. I quietly sat down and stared eating not accepting anyone to talk to me. But for once in my life I was wrong.

"So why are you doing time?" I looked up from my plate too see that everyone at the table looked at me. "Murder" I simply answered. Everyone at the table started laughing. "What? Did your boyfriend cheat on you or something?" I just looked at the girl who talked to me and watched as she started laughing again. "Wait you're that girl from the news!" One of them shouted. "You're the serial killer from Vegas" The table went from laughter to total silence. "Yeah that's me" I said in a calm voice. They started whispering to each other and I just kept on eating my food, thinking that they wouldn't want to talk to me anymore. And jet again I was wrong. "So did you really do it?" The girl that first started talking to me asked. She sat opposite to me. I looked up at her and said. "If I didn't, than why would I confess on doing it?" She smirked at me and said "I don't know. Why would you?" we just stared at each other until I chuckled. I took my plate and stood up to leave but she held out her hand in front of me before I walked away. I just stared at it, until I put my plate down again and shook her hand. "I'm Hilary, and you can't fool me. I have no Idea why but you've confessed to a crime you haven't committed. Either you're an idiot or you're protecting someone. Either way you need a friend." She was still holding on to my hand while she was speaking. I smirked and leaned in closer to her still holding on to her hand. "I'm Emma and I have no idea what you're talking about, but I have to agree with you, having a friend doesn't sound so bad"

My life actually wasn't that horrible after that. I got myself a few friends and I could actually say that I was happy without pulling a fake smile. I mean who would have thought that I had a better life in prison than I did outside of it. I and Hilary aren't that different in age and we had a lot of stuff in common. So we become close friends and we were stuck do each other like glue. We shared our darkest secrets, but even though she would ask me every day about it I never told her the truth about the confession. I did told her about my mother and brother. It took a few months for that trust to build up but when I told her she just hugged me and promised to not tell anyone. I guess you tell your best friend everything.

My execution day was coming up and Hilary was not happy about it. We were outside. It was a sunny and beautiful day but Hilary walked around with clouds of rain and lightning above her head.

"I don't get it!" she shouted at me. "Do you want to die?" I lied down on the grass looking up at the clear blue sky. "Can't you just enjoy this beautiful day? I mean look at the sky have you ever seen it so clear before?" I could hear her cracking her fingers while clenching her fists. "If you ignore this subject one more time I will kick you so hard that you will fly up there!" I sigh and say "You do know that physically impossible right? I mean you would have to have the strength of…"Arrghhh!" Hilary screamed. I laughed at her frustration and sat up to look at her, if we were in a cartoon steam would be coming out from her ears. "I don't have the patience for your smartass comments today! Your execution is in 14 days 6 hours and 38 minutes!" Hilary looked desperate "Wow you know how to count" I said sarcastically. "This is serious Emma!" I gasped and said "What! Where? I can't see him?" I could see that She tried her hardest not to but she couldn't help but smile. "Really? Harry Potter reference NOW!?" I laughed and said "Yeah I couldn't help myself" She chuckled and sat beside me on the grass. We sat in silence for a while, before Hilary said "can you at least tell me why?" I sighed and said. "Because I'm guilty" She moved to sit opposite to me "We both know that's bullshit. I'm your best friend right?" I nodded "So why can't you tell me the truth?" She looked hurt and now I felt guilty, so I said "Let's say that if I were to be innocent then I might be doing this to protect the only person that I've ever cared for and loved" Hilary looked offended. "I mean before I met you of course" I added fast. She smiled and ripped grass from the ground and threw it at me and then said. "That's right jerk" I laughed as I brushed away grass from my hair with my fingers. When I looked back at Hilary she looked serious again. "What?" I asked her "So you're protecting your brother?" She answered "I might of, if I were innocent" "Wait let me get this straight. You're protecting your brother that's a FBI agent who carries a gun? I mean I think he can take care of himself." I sighed loudly and shook my head in frustration. "You don't have to carry a gun to kill someone" Hilary looked at me confused "I mean you never know how or when anyone decides to strike. And if I had to choose my own death for my brother's life then I would do that in a heartbeat." Hilary looked down on her knees and whispered "I can't convince you to change your mind can I?" I shook my head. "No you can't" Hilary started shaking and I could hear small sobs coming from her. "Hilary are you crying?" I asked moving closer to her. She took a huge breath and looked up at me. Tears were streaming down her face like waterfalls. "I don't want you to die!" she said in between sobs. I hugged her tight and let her cry on my shoulder. "You knew this would happen." I whispered "I thought that you would change your mind, but clearly you won't!" She shouted in my ear but right now I didn't care. My best friend was already in grieve and I need to help her anyway I can. "Hey, you can't grieve me jet. We still got 14 days 6 hours and 27 minutes left. We need to raise hell in this place before I leave right? She just nodded, but she kept on crying. "Can you please stop crying?" She shook her head and said. "No" I felt my own tears starting to build and I couldn't stop them, not this time. "Damn it" I whispered as I buried my face in her neck.

We sat like that for a while. All the other inmates stared at us but we didn't care. We both needed this moment.

Author note: In the next chapter we will follow Spencer's p.o.w! You're beautiful and I love you! xxx