.:Help Me:. She Said {Part Eight} --END--

The slope pitched downwards. I skyrocketed down, never seeing anything. The rocks jagged and ripped at my sides, ripping my clothes to shreds. I hit in bumps, would jump up and crash down, getting a big bruise there, that's for sure. Then a tree came up and I hit my head against it, feeling unconsciousness wanting to take over me.
But I forced myself to stay awake. I forced myself to be able to run when this slope ends. Would I be able to? That, my friends, is another question.
The mud was crazy. I slipped and rolled and got rocks and wet soil in my mouth. I tried to make my arms barricade my face but it didn't work when the balance wasn't right. I was just some girl that fell, and is still falling, down a slope.
When finally, I felt my body hit on straight-level ground, feeling only half of it there. Mostly though, I felt pain. Everywhere, pounding, stabbing pain. I couldn't get up but I forced myself to when I heard voices.

A strained engine suddenly started somewhere on my left and I whirled towards there sharply, barely able to see the car because whoever was in there kept the lights off. But it sounded like there was a rat in the muffler or something. But I started to run, slowly, being too dizzy to give it my all. My body was probably angry because I was trying to force it to move after I'd just fallen down some rough slope, hit a tree, probably got a concussion in the progress and every other part of my body felt numb and broken.
But I tried.
Then I heard the car lurch forward and it probably kicked mud because that's what made me turn around only to see a dark car, I think it was a jeep ram right into me, cutting my scream abruptly. I had put my wrist there for protection, but it didn't do much...

I flew high and far and fell on the vehicle’s hood when I came back down due to gravity and hit my head hard. I couldn't scream. My vocal cords had collapsed. My body was broken and it merely rolled down the hood and to the wet earth. I looked dead. Maybe that was what convinced the driver to stop the car and come see me.
"She's dead..." a female voice said, my hearing being the only functioning sense. I was barely breathing. My eyes were 3/4's closed, glassy. So much pain...
"Good," a male voice replied as I felt myself being picked up and I screamed inside, wanting him to let me go but I had no more functions, "...She's like...broken. If she's not dead...then she's immortal." The guy was surprised. I barely felt the heat his body radiated. I barely felt the rain on my face.

Geezus... I was dying, already half way up to Heaven.
"Let's put her on the side of the road..." Jen nearly begged, "So that someone can find her and give her a proper burial. I feel so...dead... I killed my best friend, Devin. I rammed into her!" The boy made a shushing sound.
"It's going to be okay... It had to be done. I feel just as bad but hell, since we started this bulls.h.i.t, we can't stop it. Phil will kill us. Would you prefer that? Do you think Lyla would be happy?! Then she'd snoop again and get herself killed. It would all happen anyway. We just skipped our being killed." he shouted in a whisper, glaring daggers at his sister as he placed Lyla's body in the back of the Jeep.
"Sometimes, I think you're as heartless as Phil," Jen said in a whisper as she got in the driver's seat and waited for him to go in the passenger's seat.
"Compare me to him one more time and I'll..." he threatened, only proving Jen's point and he shut up. There was too much tension. The air smelled of death. This poor forest has seen so many deaths of so many innocent humans. Humans used and sacrificed for their blood, for their spirit.
"When we get home..." she trailed off, her voice breaking because she was about to cry. Devin looked at her, waited for her to continue but she didn't.
"What will we do when we get home?" he pursued and glared at her. But when he saw tears roll down her cheeks, he didn't press, didn't say anything mean. He guesses he doesn't really know what it's like to kill your own best friend... The pain must be so unreal... "I'm sorry..."
"Shut the f.u.c.k up!" she snapped, not wanting to hear a word, not wanting to wake up tomorrow and realize that Lyla won't be there to greet her with that genuine smile of hers, won't be there to pay attention or to tease her about Justin. Not that she's smiled much lately or teased Jen... No, she was too busy snooping!
Why'd you have to go and snoop like a stupid detective, Lyla?! WHY?! Jen demanded the dead girl in the back, knowing she wouldn't respond but Jen needed to vent a little bit to keep herself from screaming at the top of her lungs; to keep herself from doing something stupid that would result in her being killed. We wouldn't have needed to kill you. Damn it!
But she kept sobbing, saw the road before her in a blur, wanted so much to crash the damn vehicle so she can die and rest peacefully, no longer needing to worry about who will die next.
Damn, everyone's depressed...
So they got to the road and Devin just threw Lyla to the ground, not caring because he thought she was dead. If she wasn't, she will be. If she doesn't die of the pain and loss of blood, she'll die of being fed to an animal.
"I f.u.c.king hate you," Jen hissed as she speeded to go home, not caring about anything else. He spoke to her, demanded why but she ignored him.
She went to bed and tied herself to it to make sure she wouldn't get up during the night to go get Lyla's body and bring her to the hospital. If she could survive...Jen would feel less remorse... But the other part of her, the little part, wished she wouldn't.
* * *
Lex found Lyla's body. He was just driving around, deciding to go to the edge of town and come back at six o'clock in the morning. Why? He couldn't sleep. Had a nightmare; only just realizing until now that the nightmare was real. It was about someone drowning, so in other words, it meant death. And since the one who drowned in his dream had been Lyla, he had a bad feeling.
But she was still breathing when he found her bruised and scratched and practically severed. She was bleeding from everywhere and her wrist bended in ways it wouldn't if it were intact. He screamed and hurried to bring her to the hospital. Once there, he was questioned about the girl. He didn't know much; just told them he went to a drive to clear his mind and found her lying on the side of the road, looking dead.
Talia, was her name. "You're sure? Do you know what happened?" she asked, her voice and face begging him to tell her something. Somehow he guessed that this doctor knew the girl personally. Otherwise, she would have had another expressionless face and would have treated this like any other case. This woman seemed desperate and in pain.
"I assure you," he said, wondering where he got such a...polite way of speaking, "If I knew, I would have said everything. But that's all. I'm so sorry... Is she...going to...survive?" He looked pained, Talia realized. He must have liked the girl.
"We'll do everything we can. Thank you...for bringing her," she said and smiled then lightly squeezed the guy's shoulder and ran after the bed Dr. Alex and all the others were speeding through the halls with and heading towards room 50X, the intensive care where they would work on her.
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BACK TO PRESENT
I was going to die, wasn't I? Right when I remembered everything from A to Z by just touching that journal, I was going to die?
I remember I was being kept underwater to drown. I fought to get whoever's hands off of me but they wouldn't let go. A few seconds more and I'll pass out; I'll drown!
I screamed in the water, making the bubbles float and pop to the surface.
And in a second, I was free. I kicked from the bottom of the lake and jumped out of the water, gasping in the precious air and sucking it in, breathed out, sucked in--and I was brought back down. But whoever was trying to drown me was having a hard time because I saw a second pair of legs in the water...female?
While someone else was trying to grab hold of me, a third pair of arms. I felt light-headed. I didn't get enough air, didn't have time to recuperate in what, two seconds? But that third pair of arms, certainly male, brought me back up to the surface. I surged upwards and breathed deeply while someone held me close.
Dear god, I've never loved air this much.
I looked up into Lex's serious face as he was staring at the fighting over there and was bringing me to shore.
I was expecting Glen... "Lex? Where's Glen?" I asked, my voice small and panicked. Then I looked at the fighting people who were splashing and shouting. There was Devin against Jen, in which Jen was the one who had taken my side and tried to help me.
Jen, who had helped try to kill Glen. Helped to kill Maryse. And helped to kill me. Maybe others. But she was taking my defence now and was clearly losing. Devin had her in a choke-hold, his eyes cold and intense, green but they looked so...heartless. He was going to kill Jen!

"STOP THIS!" someone shouted before I had a chance to. I whirled to the female voice and saw Brandy holding a gun and pointing it at Devin.
"He's fighting against Phil in the house. Your brother almost killed your parents but thank god Glen was there. I think Glen wants his revenge..." Lex finally answered and smiled but never let me go. Only until we have run to the shore and I ran to go see Brandy. She looked so powerful and fearless to shoot if need be.
Devin stopped but continued to hold his sister in a death-hold. I was crying madly. "Devin! Let her go! Please!!" I cried and begged. I wanted nothing more than for this to stop. But then Lex suddenly ran for the water, all brave and heroic. Devin shook his head and turned Jen's head as she let out a small scream. She was in pain and Lex stopped immediately.
"Devin, let Jen go. Now. If you stop now, you won't go to jail," Lex said gravely, knowing it wasn't true but that was besides the point. Maybe he was gullible enough to fall for it.
"Not a chance, @sshole. This here's my sister and she's just as guilty as I am. Too bad she was stupid to try to change that," he growled and glared at her pleading gaze, at the tears that fell down her cheeks.
"Dev, she's a girl. Maybe she is guilty, so what? You're guilty too, but does that matter? If you kill someone, you'll just make it worse. They don't know you're guilty. We won't tell them unless you keep Jen locked like that. If you kill her..." Lex trailed off, hoping he can convince that @sshole to let go of Jen.
He liked Jen, a lot. Of course, he likes Lyla too, still, but less than before. He wouldn't mind taking Jen out for a date tonight after this s.h.i.t if taken care of.
While Lex was distracting Devin, Brandy suddenly fired and hit Devin right in the shoulder. He screamed and lurched backward with the impact, letting go of Jen immediately as he screamed and clutched the now bleeding hole in his shoulder. He was swearing as Jen and Lex ran to each other, looking like it was something out of a corny love movie. I screamed happily and went to go see them. But I quickly turned around to go inside the house to find Glen.
* * *
It was almost over when I got there. Phil was on the floor with Glen sitting on top of him and was punching the s.h.i.t out of him. My mother just came out of the kitchen with a frying pan and suddenly slammed it down on Phil's face, making a scream erupt from my throat.
My mother was crying as she threw the pan aside and put her hands in her face. Glen got off of a knocked out Phil and I ran to him and jumped into his arms as he twirled me around in circles and hugged me close.
"Jesus Christ... I was so worried about you. I was going to go after you but when your mom opened the door, she was jumped on by Phil and he nearly strangled her until I started beating the s.h.i.t out of him. Your dad was calling the police and they're on their way. When he saw me swearing and claiming this was revenge for what he did to me, he let me beat your brother," Glen smiled and kissed me hard, "What happened outside?"
I kissed him again and again, so glad he was okay. Of course, he was bleeding from his nose and his knuckles were bloody, but nothing seemed too serious. But I told him and Jen and Lex came inside, holding hands, walking close. I couldn't help but smile and I started to laugh uncontrollably.
"I can't believe my mom hit my brother with a frying pan," I laughed and they started laughing too, even my mother who had blushed and was scratching the back of her neck.
"I had to do something! It's like the devil has possessed him or something! He tried to strangle me!" she exclaimed and I went to give her a hug.
She has no idea...
"I'm sorry, Lyla..." Jen said, her head bowed and she was crying heavily. The policeman was waiting for her and she didn't want to go. But she had begged a conversation with me before she left for questioning.
Devin on the other hand, was in deep trouble. We all took Jen's side and since Brandy was a professional, and a recognized professional at that, she assumed what she saw. And that was Devin trying to kill Jennika. Brandy admitted to having shot the kid but that was in self-defence and they accepted it, of course.
When Jen would tell them everything, they would understand.
"It's okay..." I said softly and hugged her tightly, "I forgive you. I don't forgive your brother nor my own brother. I don't think I could ever either but maybe one day..."
"How can you forgive me so easily, even after I tried killing you once...? I mean, I rammed into you with the Jeep, hoping it would kill you..." she cried and hugged back with just as much force.
"Because I know that you didn't mean it. You didn't want to. And...you saved me back there. I was on the verge of drowning," I said with a smile as I pulled her back a bit and stared into her weird but beautiful eyes, "You're a good girl, Jen. You're my best friend."
"Are you done yet, Miss?" a young policeman came and asked. She nodded slowly and I then remembered one more thing I had to do. I gave the policeman the list of the people who had helped in Maryse's murder. Well, were there anyway. They were still culprits. They still hurt Glen. They deserved punishment for their actions.
I watched the policeman lead Jen to the cop car. I watched Lex stare and he waved and blew her a kiss. He was sad but he was going to see her again.
"Thank you, Lex," I told him as I marched up to him with Glen beside me, "For saving both Jen and I. I don't know how to repay you..." He smiled sadly.
"Don't. You deserved to be saved. Jen deserves a second chance. Everything is okay again," he said as he looked elsewhere, "Besides, who would I bug if you weren't in my classes?" He grinned and I mocked a glare at him.
"Gee, that's your reason for saving me? I ought to slap you." But we laughed.
The nightmare was over.
* * *
"You know, I'm glad Lex saved you," Glen told me that night as we lay side by side under the beautiful stars. I looked at him, rose a brow and mocked a glare.
"What's your reason?" I asked but just laughed because I couldn't stay serious. Glen dug inside his pocket and turned towards me on his side. I looked at him, then at his lips and back into his beautiful eyes. Of course, I didn't see much but I could see anyway because the moon was bright and beautiful.
"I want you to marry me, Lyla," he suddenly said and my heart froze then fluttered like some drunk butterfly.
"Wh...?" I asked, my voice soft and unbelieving. Did he just ask me to marry him? He smiled.
"I know, I know. It's early and you're not eighteen or done school or anything. But for later. Future. I want to be the man you turn to in your sleep. I want to be the guy who lifts you off your feet to throw you in a pool. I want to be the guy who'll kiss you under the stars and the one who will wipe away your tears and scare the living hell out of your fears..." he said sweetly and pulled me close, "And one of those will already be fulfilled." And he kissed me under the stars and we laughed about it while I blushed like a red balloon.
"So...?" he asked, opening a cute little box and placing the ring on my finger. It felt so right there...
"Yes, you dumb nut. But you're my favourite nut and I love you with all my heart," I told him and kissed him passionately, "Hmm, is making love under the stars an option in your wanting 'to be the guy who does this' list?" I smirked at him and he looked at me surprised and grinned.
"Hm, it now is," he said and we laughed.
Happily ever after. Finally. LOL Corny, all lovey-dovey but done and fun and it had a happy ending. Of course. lol So how did you guys like it? I know, not the best. But not the worst? :P Anyways, I'll get writing my new story. Quizilla changed =O It's weird but I suppose we'll get used to it. :) Though I hope not because I hate it... But anyway. Byebye loves.