Hey people! So ya like the story I see. So did anyone guess what movie this is a reenactment of yet? (Hint hint it's fairly new well in PA it is)Well if you didn't I'll tell what movie this is later.

So on with this story already!

Present

It's been a month since Emilie's tragic death. Still Flora had no idea why she did that. Now Flora was all alone without anyone else except she's visit Stella every now and then. Today Flora was at the service for the end of the field hockey season.

"Today is the day that we honor those who are on the field hockey team. Also the day we give out the varsity letters. I also want to point out that Kiersten Kline got an early scholarship to Price for field hockey." the coach started out with. There was applause as Kiersten went up to collect her award for field hockey. As Kiersten went back to her seat she snickered at the sight of Flora. Jen nudged Kiersten to stop. Flora just gave them both a death stare.

"Now for the varsity letters. First is Emilie Vandalite. She isn't here, but her mother Flora is here to pick up here letter." Flora walked up to go receive the letter. The people applauded for her as she accepted the letter from the coach. Flora took the letter and immediately ran out.

When Flora was out of the auditorium she grabbed her coat. When she was about to leave Stella came out from the auditorium.

"Hey why'd you run out all of a sudden?" Stella asked as she walked up to Flora.

"It was just too soon."

"Flora I understand the pain you're going through…kind of…but listen Flora," Stella pulled out a field hockey stick. "Kiersten wanted me to give this to you. She got the whole team to sign it." Stella gave her the hockey stick.

"Thank her for me…I gotta go." Flora took the stick and ran out before she broke down right in front of her friend.

Flora's POV

I really appreciated what Kiersten had done for me, but I just couldn't stay there any longer. So I took the stick and ran out of the school. I went to the only place that I could think of to go see, Emilie's grave. Once I got there I practically broke down in tears when I saw it. Emilie was only eighteen and had many more years to live, but she decided to go kill herself off. Since that day I always thought that I was a bad mother to her. Only if Helia were here with me. I always thought about that since that day. If Helia was still with me would've Emilie still killed herself?

I stopped sobbing for a while and looked at the grave. It inscribed:

Emilie Lynn Vandalite

September 24, 1994 to November 14, 2012

Cause of death: Hanging

Every time I looked at that grave it made me so sad. It was the beginning of a new school year and she killed herself. I still needed the answer to that though. Why did she kill herself?

After a while I went back home. I went upstairs and decided to see if there were any clues to why she killed herself. I entered her room…or should I say crime scene. I hadn't been in that room since…well the day I found Emilie hanging herself. It was exactly like it was since it then. After that I started crying again. This had been her room for eighteen years. I decided to put the hockey stick that Kiersten gave me against her desk, and her varsity letter next to her mirror. After that I decide to reminisce on her items before I started looking for clues.

I walked up to her desk and opened up her desk drawer to find some drawings. That was always the personality she had that reminded me of Helia. I noticed one thing though, the most recent pictures she did were two and a half months ago. I knew that she loved to draw all sorts of things and people, and she usually did like five drawings a week. Something wasn't right there.

Then I found a photo album that she kept in her drawer. I had the exact same one in my room though. I opened it up, but as soon as I did something fell out of it. I picked it up and looked at it. It was a picture of her at home coming night. On the back it looked like she wrote "The night my life changed forever." I didn't understand what that meant.

I continued to snoop around in her photo album and saw a bunch of pictures of Emilie with her friends, school pictures, and pictures of her with awards she got. I hadn't looked at pictures in any photo albums of her for a while I had forgotten about some of these pictures. I decided to change my root of remembrance. I changed to her computer to see if there were any pictures or diaries or anything. Just as I was waiting for the computer to load up I found a picture laminated she drew on her desk behind her computer.

It surprised me at what she drew. I couldn't believe it, it was Helia and I. I was amazed it looked just like him. She drew the picture of us next to each other and in wedding outfits. I just couldn't believe it, either she snooped around in my old pictures of him or she asked my friends for a picture of him. Either way I was really impressed with her artwork. As I put the picture back on the desk I realized something. On the back of the picture read the date she made it on. It read 11/7/12. I couldn't believe it, it was exactly one week before she killed herself.

When the computer loaded up something popped up. It was a video clip and I said "My Life." I wondered what that meant so I clicked on it and there popped up Emilie, but something didn't seem right. She wasn't her usual peppy self. (You can just skip the next paragraph if you want)

"My name is Emilie Vandalite. I have long dark brown hair, emerald eyes, and a decent tan on my skin, but it's not as nice as my mom's. I guess you can say I got my looks from my mom mostly, but I have no clue where my dark brown hair came from. My mom has this caramel like color while my mom said my dad had this raven colored hair, but whatever dark brown suits my look. Anyways, I'm an eighteen year old and I go to Wolverine High School, and I used to be on the field hockey team as the all star. I used to be a very cheerful girl who loved to talk, but not anymore. I only talked if I had to. I wish I never sent that dumb picture to my boyfriend if it wasn't for that picture none of this would be happening right now. Only if I never sent that dumb picture my life would be normal. Ever since then my life has become hell. I'm sorry mom that I haven't told you anything about my life, but it's for your own safety. I wanna tell you that I love you and to whomever is my dad I love you too. I may not know you, but my mom used to tell me stories about how great you were when you were younger. Dad I wish I could've gotten to know you better, but all you left me was your name. I believe it was Helia Vandalite. I never understood why mom kept your last name, but I believe it was because it was because she still loves you. Mom, I'm sorry for all your losses and what I'm going to do isn't going to help, but I just can't stand it anymore. Goodbye, Emile Lynn Vandalite P.S Mom I will always love you."

During almost the whole video I was crying. I couldn't believe what she was saying. She said she was living hell so I guess that was part of the reason why she killed herself, but why was she living hell? Some parts of parts of the video I couldn't believe. She said she was protecting me from something, but I didn't know what. She also said she loved Helia even though she didn't know him. But I didn't understand what she meant by sent that picture to her boyfriend part what did she mean?

Then I saw that there was another video. I decided to click on that one too to see if that one revealed anything. Once again another video of her sad and crying. It broke my heart to see my daughter in that state. (You can skip this next paragraph too f you want)

"Hi my name is Emilie Lynn Vandalite if you're watching this I guess you're invading my privacy, but I really don't care anymore. I was already violated enough over the last few weeks. It's-it's just stupid. I just wish I could take it all back. My one friend Jen and I aren't talking anymore and I thought that we'd always be best friends until we die, but I guess not. Jen she always flips to the last page of a book. She told me she does that to see if the ending is happy because if it's not she thinks there's no point in reading the book. I kind of wish I could do that right now with my life. See what my life is like after….huh…I can't do this right now."

I saw Emilie was really sad and hurt. I didn't understand that video at all. What did she mean by she and Jen weren't talking. What did she mean by violated? Was something going with her and I never realized it?

I lost my train of thought as I heart Emilie's phone ring. I never thought I'd hear that ringtone again since she was dead now, but turns out I did. I went up and got it and realized it wasn't a usual number.

"Hello who is this?" I asked the person on the other end.

"Oh you must be Mrs. Vandalite. Mrs. V just let me say that-" the girls started, but I rudely cut her off.

"Who is this? Why do you have my daughter's number?" I asked more harshly.

"I'm a friend of your daughter…which I'm very sorry about. We didn't know each other that well, but we were friends. I just returned from an expedition in Egypt so how about we meet at the Starbucks in your town? I'll be waiting for you." the person hung up.

I was spectacle about going, but she didn't sound like a serial killer so I decided to go. I closed up Emilie's laptop and grabbed my coat and stuff. I decided to just walk to Starbucks since it would give me the chance to clear my mind. When I walked into Starbucks there was a lady who waved me down maybe a year or two older than Emilie was. She had long beautiful blonde hair, blue eyes, a slight tan and a mature body. I sat down next to her and wanted to know more.

"Hi Mrs. V my name is Emma Garcia. I was one of Emilie's friends, but we weren't really close. Now can you please tell me what happened. I just came back from Egypt." Emma said.

I had to explain everything to Emma that happened without sobbing again. Emma looked really surprised at what I was saying.

"Oh my gosh Mrs. V I never knew. Is there anything you need?" Emma asked in astonishment.

"Actually yes. I was snooping around my daughter's room and I think that she may have killed herself because of something that happened on the Internet or something like that. Do you think something may have happened on there?"

"Actually something may have happened with her technology. There have been cases of cyber bullying where things have gotten out of control and committed suicide."

I couldn't believe what just came out of her mouth. My daughter may have been cyber bullied and I didn't even know it. I needed to know more about this.

"Did you ever think of looking on her accounts or anything?" Emma asked.

"Do you think I could find anything after all this time?"

"The Internet and phones never forget. Once it's on the Internet or a phone it stays on forever. Now I have a question for you. When did you first realized that Emilie was acting different?"

"Homecoming."

Flashback

Stella and I were getting picture of our lovely daughters with some of their friends with their dates. We had hired a limo for the night for all of them, they deserved it. Once we got pictures Stella lead all of them to the limo. I stopped Emilie before she went off though.

"Mom? What?" Emilie asked me a little annoyed.

"I just wanted to warn you about prom night. You know a lot of pressure out there. You don't have to do any of it." I warned her.

"Mom what do you actually think I'd do?" she asked a bit offended.

"Ok, ok I'm just warning you. You know you can come home early if you want to and talk to me if something's wrong."

"Ok, but I do want to know something. How was your prom night?" she grinned at me.

"Well…you don't need to know. Now scurry along with your friends have a good time, but not too good of a time." I pushed her into the limo with her light blue spaghetti strap dress and hoped her good luck.

"Ok see ya mom!" Emilie closed the door.

Normal POV with Emilie after the dance

Emilie and Drake were at a hotel for that he rented for the night where he planned on something special to happen and Emilie did too, but wasn't so sure anymore.

Emilie and Drake were in the hotel room on the bed. Drake was seducing her into it. He had planned on this night for months. Drake was kissing her and starting to move her straps down.

"Wait, wait." Emilie broke it up.

"What?"

"Oh umm nothing."

"Good." Drake continued to kiss her again. This time he started going up her thighs.

"Wait!"

"What?"

"Can we lie down for a minute?" Emilie was breathing really heavy.

"A minute?" Drake sighed and rolled to her side.

"I'm sorry."

"You said homecoming would be the night."

"I'm sorry I did it's just…I guess I'm not ready."

"Em I got you flowers, chocolates, and this nice hotel room which wasn't cheap."

"I'm sorry, why don't you just take me home?"

Drake let in and took Emilie home. Drake went back to an after party though.

Emilie walked into her house and into her room. Emilie walked over to her desk. Emilie saw the picture of her and Drake on their one year anniversary. Emilie heard a noise and turned around.

"Mom…you scared me." Emilie walked over to her bed and sat on it.

"Hey…something's not right. You're back before midnight on homecoming what happened?" Flora walked over to her bed and sat next to her.

"Nothing happened."

"It has something to do with Drake doesn't it? So did you do it?"

"Mom!" Emilie yelled and got off the bed. "I don't want to talk about my sex life!"

"So…you're saying you have a sex life?"

"What! Mom! No! Mom…" Emilie whined.

"I'm kidding, I'm kidding. Listen though I'm always someone you can talk to about anything alright?"

"Yeah mom."

Meanwhile at the after party

Drake had just arrived at the after party with some of his friends.

"Jennifer!" Drake came up and patted Jen on the back. "Kirsty!" Drake greeted Kiersten.

"Hey Drake I need to show you something in the other room." Kiersten dragged her off to another room.

Emilie

Emilie was laying on her bed. Her mother had left a couple minutes ago and now Emilie was wondering what she should do. Emilie got off her bed and looked into her mirror. Very slowly did she slip her straps off and along with the rest of the dress. Soon came her bra too. She looked at herself in the mirror and got her phone out. She started doing poses and smiling.

Party

"So what did you want to show me Kirst?"

"This." Kiersten started kissing Drake.

Drake pushed her onto the bed and continued kissing her. Kiersten took his phone out of his pocket since she heard it beep and was amazed at what was showing.

Emilie

Emilie was lying on her bed wondering if she made the right decision about sending that picture to Drake. All she was concerned about really was if it would make him happy enough to forgive her about the night.

The story will continue in a flashback in the next chapter. So did you figure it out yet? Well anyways please review again with your thoughts about it.