Sorry, this is kinda a lengthy chapter for y'all. Once the creativity started to roll it all blended together
Tyler and Brian were crossing into Georgia when Brian asked the question Tyler knew at some time he would ask. Brian said "Her and her son are
nice people. How did you meet Beth?" Tyler reached into Matt's cooler and pulled out two beers. Tyler handed on to Brian and cracked his open, "She
was my next door neighbor in college. She was living there with her boyfriend at the time. The whole college campus were jealous of them two. The
boyfriend was into the fraternity parties. Scratch that, he was addicted to them. First few he went to he came home ok. Then after every single one
after a few parties he started to come home plastered. Beth would be home doing homework. He wasn't happy that she had her face in work and not
paying attention to him. That's when he became abusive. I could hear them arguing. Then he would to beat the hell outta her. After he would storm
out to drink some more somewhere else while I would go over and dress her wounds. Each and every night I would be over there after he would
leave. Then the one night he went to punch her and she held her hands up to her stomach. She was three months pregnant. She came over and her
finger was broke. I ran her to the hospital. I told the nurse we were friends and we were getting home from a concert and she shut her finger in the
door of my truck. The nurse looked at the both of us and knew we were lying but didn't press the matter any further. After two weeks of the same
thing. We were making trips to the hospital. I had a class with the puke. The one night I was attending to Beth's wounds when he came in. Him and I
got in to it good. The next day he caught up with me after class and threatened me if he caught me helping again he would give me a beating ten
times worse than Beth's. I shoved him against the wall and told him 'Father's a name you would never earn, you're just a child with a temper. Kicking
your ass would be a pleasure but you're not worth the expulsion from college and assault charges.' I punched him in the balls though for good
measure. That night was the last straw for Beth. I tried to convince her to leave, move into an apartment and file a restraining order. She knew that
he would never stop. 4.5 years ago today was that day. He came home commode hangin' drunk looking for a fight. He entered a dark dormitory. I
was in my dorm packing up for a trip outta town. I heard the arguing so I grabbed my bottle of peroxide, thread and needle and some old rags for
bandages. I waited for the door to slam like many nights before. Many nights when I came over she would cry to me go back to bed. I heard the
arguing intensify. Then I heard him slap her. Again and Again and Again. Right after the fourth hit, I heard this hellacious BANG. I feared the worse.
He had a .357 Magnum Pistol registered to him. I thought for damn sure he shot her. Then I heard two more bangs. I kicked the door in and rushed in
to see her fire one more round into his chest. She looked up at me. I looked to the body of her boyfriend and back to her. I wrapped him up in the
shower curtain and said 'I'll be back. Being Friday night there ain't a lot of people here in the dorms but someone heard the shots. I'm going to get
my Chevy. Pack a few bags. I'll be back in a minute.' Luckily the moment I got the truck parked next to the windows, one of the students smashed the
camera on the roof for some reason. I picked up the shower curtain and waited for the camera to turn away but the student smashed the only other
camera that could capture me throwing Beth's dead ex out the window. I heaved the body out the window into the back of the Chevy and grabbed
Beth's bags and we booked out the back stair case down to the truck. We grabbed the maintenance man's shovel that was leaning by the door and
tossed that into the back of the truck. We left campus and headed outta town. About fifty miles into Georgia as I was turning on to a tree lined road a
set of head lights appeared behind us and followed us off the main drag. I pulled into a tree opening and parked the truck and the other vehicle
pulled in and parked alongside of me. The driver climbed outta a truck that looked like mine. The driver was the student that smashed the cameras.
The student said 'I'm Eliot Spencer. You must be Tyler. I'm Beth's lab partner. I knew for the last three months that her boyfriend was abusing her for
being pregnant. I was hatching a plan to take care of her boyfriend. I was on my way to do it tonight when I heard the three shots. I saw you break
in to her aid. That's when I snuck up to the roof and killed the two cameras. Let's bury it in front of the trucks.' Eliot and I grabbed the shovels and
dug an 9 foot grave for him. We tossed him in it and filled the grave back in. We tossed the shovels in the back of Eliot's Chevy. Eliot handed his keys
to Beth 'Take my Chevy and leave the state. Go to Louisville, Kentucky. My girlfriend will be waiting at the interstate off ramp for you. Her name's
Aimee. She'll be watching for my truck. I'll ride back to the university with Tyler. We will figure something out to tell the authorities. Call one of us
when you reach where ever you going.' We both dug our wallets and handed Beth two hundred dollar bills. Eliot looked and continued 'Here's $400, I
guess. Put some gas in the truck before you leave the state." Beth nodded and pocketed the $400 and hugged both of us. I said 'Come on Eliot. We
gotta go. I damn sure someone else heard those shots.' He asked 'Did you bury the gun with him?'. I started my truck 'Yes. The .357 is buried with
along with the throw rug he landed on. Before I tossed the gun on him I check the cylinder, the four spent casings stayed in it. There were no exit
wound on him so the four slugs are still in him.' We tore outta there and headed back to campus and Beth headed North. We pulled into my parking
space around 2 a.m. and we headed back to my dorm. We turned the corner of the hall and there were three officers knocking on my door. Eliot and I
looked at each other and we walked up to them. We were smart enough to change our shoes too. The one officer said 'I'm Detective Rodgers and
these are my partners Detective Stacy and Detective Burr. We've been knocking on your door for fifteen minutes. Your neighbor's room is empty. No
sign of her or her boyfriend at all. You know where they went?' I replied 'Nope. My friend Eliot and I stepped out. They were there when we left. We
went on a beer run.' Eliot held up the case of beer. Detective Rodgers asked 'Eliot, do you have a vehicle registered to you that's in the parking lot?'
Eliot said 'Nope. I left it home. I didn't need here on campus. If I wanted to go somewhere I walked. Tyler and I became friends through his neighbor.
We went to get beer to watch the game tonight." Detective Burr asked 'Is someone home to verify that?' Eliot's girlfriend did. He brought the truck
out to get rid of Beth's ex. We answered the three detectives questions until dawn. The next week you moved into her room. They never found his
body and they never found Beth. They disappeared into the wind."