Okay everyone, here is the last chapter to this story. It's been a long time of writing and uploading this, but I'm grateful and appreciate everyone who has kept up with it.

I have in fact started writing a continuation for Jessie. It will be based off of her senior year in Rosewood. As you all know, senior year is just as crazy (maybe more so) than junior year was. I'm going to do my best to update that one as fast as I have with this one. I hope anyone who liked this story will continue with Jessie's crazy life.

Please review, and I hope you enjoy.

I do not take credit for Pretty Little Liars.

Owned by Sara Shepard and Freeform.

The last day of school is finally here. I could not be happier, because it felt like it took forever ever since what happened. Emily didn't come back to school till May. Even when she did she still wasn't herself and her grades started to slip, especially since she missed exam week. She wasn't the only one struggling though. Mine weren't as great as they could be either.

After what happened we were supposed to eventually get into the court stages to put Mona away after they evaluated her for mental illness, which everyone knows she does and has multiple personality disorder. Since that was discovered and she hasn't talked or anything since that night she wasn't be able to stand trial, so it wasn't necessary to have us go through it. When we found out that we didn't have to go on the stand I wasn't the only one happy about that because I don't think any of us could have gotten through it.

"Jessie." I hear my name being called but I'm so dazed it's like I'm not even in my own body. I'm sitting on the bleachers during our free period of gym, my eyes glued to the center of the gym. Andrew is playing kickball with some of his buddies he made friends with during sports. "Jessie!"

I turn my head, Aria's trying to get my attention. "What?"

"Brew after school?" She asks, raising her eyebrow in what seems to be concern.

I look around as her, Emily, Spencer and Hanna are all watching me with the same look. "I thought we were going to meet up with Ezra?"

Ever since what happened, me and him have been very close. Besides the fact that she is still dating him (even though her parents disagree) it's also because I actually finally found comfort in coming to him. Instead of it being because of the accident it was because I got kidnapped. Go figure.

"We are. But he's doing a few things before we do. So..."

"Yea." I cut her off. "Sure."

Yea…I'll admit that I'm a bit different now. After the events of getting kidnapped I've become even more fragile and sensitive than I had become after the accident. But instead of busting out into a fight or yelling when something bothers me I kind of just leave it alone and go with it. I don't talk back anymore whenever Amber or anyone else comes to bother me. It made Amber back off a bit because she doesn't find me entertaining to bother anymore since I've become very to myself and not fighting back. The girls love that she stopped, but they are worried about me. I barely even leave the house.

Now about a month ago Andrew's grandpa died and it led to his parents to argue again. They were great since December on not getting down each other's throat, but it started up again because it was his mom's father and she wasn't able to handle the lose.

Last week while we were doing some homework on his front porch we had to try and block out the yelling his parents were doing. He was really upset and I didn't know what else to say besides. "How are you?"

He shrugs. "Fine." He isn't looking at me. He's too busy finishing his math homework.

I'm quiet for a minute, then I say. "Andrew." He finally looks. "Can you talk to me?"

"Why?"

This takes me off guard. "Because I'm your girlfriend?"

He watches me. "Doesn't feel like it anymore."

"What's that supposed to mean?" My voice sounds hurt as I say it.

"It means that I don't even know you anymore. You are always distracted. Half the time you don't want to go out. I can't even touch you without you freaking out. I need you right now and all you can do is push away every time I put a hand somewhere that reminds you of Mona." I flinch from her name. "It's not all about you, Jessie."

There's a mad tone behind his words. I know that I need to be there for him and that I can't keep acting like this, but how can he sit there and act like it's my fault that I do what I do? I've gotten better from how I was in the beginning. I have my random moments of flashes from what I went through, but I'm doing my best.

"That's not fair."

"And it's not fair that I'm grieving and you can't be there for me."

"You think I mean for this to happen? I love you. Of course I want to be there for you. I don't do this on purpose, Andrew."

A crash comes from inside his house and it makes us both jump. "I have to go." He starts to pack up.

"Andrew."

"I'll call you later." Then he heads inside.

Sadly, our talk on the phone that night was the last conversation we've had since. The mix of me going through what I did a couple months ago, and him being stressed out from his parents and grandpa it had me and Andrew argue a lot and that was the last straw for him. I knew I needed to try and figure out how to put my stuff aside to be there for him but it was harder than I planned. He knew why I was the way I was and in the beginning he was patient with me to come to him for help. But once his life started to stress him out he couldn't handle what I was going through anymore. He was different now, and so was I. We weren't compatible anymore. Neither of us knew how to handle our relationship

I remember that night so clearly in my mind that it feels like it just happened. I was home with Aunt Ella that night, we had a movie night planned because Aria was at Ezra's, Uncle Byron at work, and Mike with his friends.

"How could you think I don't care?" I ask him.

"I know you care." He says. "It's just tough right now to be going through what I am and expecting you to help me when you can't even cope with what you're going through."

"I'm better though."

"No, you're not. You just think you are to make yourself feel better."

It gets quiet. "I'm sorry."

"Don't be. I know it's not your fault, but I can't do this anymore."

I feel my heart sink and tears start to come. "What does that mean?"

"I…" he chokes up. "I think we need to take a break."

"But…"

"I'm sorry, Jessie." The line goes dead. I can't believe he broke up with me and then hung up without any more than an I'm sorry.

Not too long after that convo Aunt Ella comes upstairs to ask if I'm ready to watch the movie. When I don't answer she asks, "You okay sweetie?"

I'm curled up in a ball, facing Aria's bed in a daze. Then I hear her steps as she walks in and sits on the edge of the bed. She watches me as tears slide down my face. "Me and Andrew aren't seeing eye to eye anymore." I finally say.

"What?"

I look away from Aria's bed and stare up at her. "He wants to take a break, we argue too much. He doesn't know what to do when I get the way I do with flashbacks. He's too stressed out with his family problems to care anymore."

"Now that is not true. He loves you."

Tears escape me more than before and she puts a hand on my arm, rubbing it in comfort. Is our break permanent? I don't know. This just happened last week, so time will tell.

The bell rings and brings me back from that memory. I look up from my hands, seeing the girls giving me a look like they want to ask me something but then Andrew runs back over to the benches to grab his backpack. His hair is wet and his green shirt is stained in sweat. I get up and he looks at me for a split second, seeming to debate whether to say something. He decides against it as he scoops up his backpack and then runs back down the steps with his friends.

I feel some tears burning my eyes and then an arm slides between mine. "He'll come around."

I look to the side and see Hanna. "You think?"

She nods. "Yea. You guys have a long history. You can't erase that in a week."

We start to walk down to the gym floor. "He's mad at me. He doesn't know how to handle my problem anymore."

"He's not mad at you." Hanna says when we get to the bottom.

"Yea." Spencer gets in, "He's stressed. He doesn't know how to handle his own problems and he took it out on you. You know he doesn't mean what he says."

Now we start walking over to the gym doors. "Honestly." We walk past him at his locker and he doesn't even look at me this time. "I think it's over."

We walk out of the school and down the steps. Uncle Byron dropped us off at school and the girl's parents dropped them off too. All of the adults still have their moments of wanting to make sure we get places okay. So since none of us have a car they walk with me to the store so I can check a few things before we go to the Brew. The person we see standing in front of the store is shocking to see.

"K…Katie?"

She looks up from her phone and at me. "Hey, como estas?"

I stop in my tracks for a second, my mouth hanging open in shock to answer her How am I question. There's something different about her. Her blond hair has no blue in it anymore. She isn't dressed like a teen who doesn't know who she is and experimenting with style. She's in regular jeans with no holes, a nice blouse and sneakers.

She starts to walk closer to us and Aria grabs my arm out of habit, either to make sure I don't swing or to make sure that she can pull me away if Katie decides to swing at me. I look down at her and she gives me a Keep Calm look.

When she gets in front of us she smiles cautiously, as if she knows what I'm thinking. "Long time."

I slowly nod. "Uh…yea."

She's quiet for a second, looking at all of us in turn like she's expecting a break out of an argument to get her away from me. Then she looks back to me and says, "I left Jordan."

My eyes widen a bit, lost for words for a second. "You…you what?"

"I left him months ago. You were right about him and I didn't listen because I was too stubborn." She slightly smiles, "I turned my life around, Jessie. I want to be close to you like you are my niece or a friend…not like you're a little sister that we argue, or someone I never see."

"I…"

"Let me finish." She says. "I wanted to reach out to you a long time ago, but I knew I needed to straighten out before I did that. Once I heard from Casey what happened when Bobby told her, I knew I almost missed my chance. I went years arguing with you and that shouldn't have been the case." She pulls me into a hug and for a second I flinch, still feeling Aria's hand wrapped around my elbow. "I love you. Please forgive me."

I look up at her for a few seconds after we pull away, thinking back to when we were watching home videos and seeing that moment she was nice to me all those years ago. I still barely remember any niceness from her, probably because we've fought so much once mom made it her mission to see her more than a few times a year that the nice side of her faded away. So eventually I say, "How about we talk more. Then we'll see."

She smiles. "Sounds good."

Instead of going to the store first we go to the Brew so we can talk. She tells the girls to join us, knowing that none of us fully trust her. I'll admit it's weird, but it doesn't go as bad as I thought it would. I guess I might as well give her another chance after months of not seeing her right? I gave Uncle Tyler and Aunt Casey a chance when they came to visit a few weeks after things with Mona. So let's see how things turn out. Maybe this will be one of the good things to happen this year. But until then…let the summer begin!