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Chapter twenty two: The Final Goodbye.

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Chapter twenty two: The Final Goodbye.

Brandon's POV

"Brandon," she whispered with tears in her eyes, "you know me."

She placed her hand on the glass that separated us. I tightened my grip with my fists and looked down.

"All the evidence adds up to you, Ally." I said with fear in my voice.

"You have to believe me." Tears started rolling down her cheeks, flowing like a river.

"Everyone is dead, except you and me." I mentioned, making me think about Beth, Tyler and Ethan. "Evidence never lies." I said as I stared at him while he looked down at the table.

"Please," she begged, "I loved Ethan, I would never hurt him!" She cried but I couldn't look at her. She killed my best friend. I thought I knew her but I guess I didn't.

"I'm your friend." She whispered and a hint of guilt pinches me. I knew she was my friend, I gave her a home and I loved her like she was my sister.

"I know," I finally looked up, "but look at you." I had tears forming in my eyes. "They think you're crazy, it's lucky enough they let me see you like this."

She nodded, understanding. I was right, though. She was in a wheelchair, not paralysed.

One of her hands were tied to the armrest and she was wearing a white gown, currently at the New York mental institute for adults. It was a scary place. She is also go on trial for the murder of Ethan Miller, her boyfriend. They couldn't pin any evidence on her for the murder of Tyler because me and my parents are witness that Ally was at the table the entire time.

"I want to believe it wasn't you," I said, breaking her out of her cries. "But, I have to move on." He said sadly.

"I'll be at your trail but, after that I'll be moving back to Texas with my folks." I finished as she cried even harder.

"Don't leave me!" She's breaking my heart.

"I have to mourn my best friend, Ally." And that broke hers.

"I'm sorry." I said, tears slipped from my eyes and down to my cheeks.

"Me too." She whispered.

I looked at her one last time. "I hope you get better." I said before I got up to leave her.

I left Ally to live her life in that place while she was completely insane.

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Ally's POV

The thing about the jury is that they believed what they want to believe. As for me, I knew that they did every test under the sun and they still thought she was crazy.

Freddy played me, he tricked me and now I would be living my life in a mental hospital for the rest of my life. My life has become a lie. I know what I looked like and some would say, I looked like an average person but, in a wheelchair. They placed me here and I didn't belong.

I think Brandon knew that too.

I have had mental breakdowns but only because I was stuck here when I knew that I didn't kill Ethan. That made my case worse.

I was been wheeled out into the court room with my hands strapped tight. Two guards stood beside me with no lawyer and no friends or family to support me. Apart from Brandon, who I saw sitting in the back row.

I also noticed Ethan's parents sitting in front of Brandon who stared at me with sorrow and a hint of anger. They thought I killed their son, but I didn't.

The judge glared at me and the jury just stared and analyses me like I was some circus freak. The crowd was full of reporters and people I didn't recognise

The room fell silent. "Alison Taylor, the judge paused," you have been charged with the murder of Ethan Miller." Another lawyer, going against me summarised to the jury again as she tole my story to the world.

"Alison Taylor was a young girl who went to college and had a normal life until the death of her two friends got in the way, suicide was the cause." I was so mad, they thought I had something to do with their deaths but, no evidence was found.

She continued. "Alison started acting strange to others and killed her boyfriend, Ethan Miller. He was found dead in an elevator shaft on the floor of their apartment. His blood was on her and she was holding the murder weapon. Cause of death was that he bled to death by a stab wound. Alison was then hallucinating and placed into a mental hospital for ongoing treatment. Prevent this girl from doing anything else to hurt others and herself. She needs help." The lawyer stopped and sat down.

I was embarrassed by this because it was not true but, I couldn't say anything because I was 'mental.'

This trail has been going on for weeks now and I knew how it would play out. I had no chance and my lawyer knew that too.

I looked straight ahead, not looking at anything as they continued to speak poorly about me. I felt trapped in my own body.

"Alison Taylor. You are found guilty of second degree murder and you will be sentenced for life at the women's mental institute prison just outside of New York." The judge stated.

There were talks around the room and I was now on the channel six news. I turned around to see Brandon in tears as he stared back at me, I had found that tears were coming down my cheeks as well. Bye, I mouth to him.

He nodded while standing up and he left with his parent. thinking that was the last time I will ever see him again. I was in a puddle of my own tears and I was being wheeled off into another room shouting.

"I'm not crazy!" Tears filled my eyes but that made things worse for me. Luckily, Brandon wasn't there to see me break down again. I was being transferred to another prison, for mental people. But the thing is, I wasn't crazy. I knew I was not and they thought I was.

I would never hurt Ethan. I missed him. If only Ethan was here, he would back me up one hundred percent because he loved me. Forever and always.

If only things were different, if Freddy didn't haunt me then I would be normal. Everyone would be alive. Now things have changed, I kept replying the haunting's over the last few months in my head as me and a few guards are travelling to the prison, outside of New York.

I will never see the beautiful city again. The city that I have come to love. I had a perfect life, boyfriend and amazing friends but, that was all gone and I was alone with just my thoughts.

I would go insane if I stayed here. I wanted to see Brandon again and try to convince him that I wasn't crazy. I wanted to convince him that I didn't kill his best friend. I was going to get out of here, because I was not crazy and you all know I'm not.

Freddy, I'm coming for you.

*****

This was the very last chapter of Elevator. What an ending! What did you guys think?

I did say there would be a surprise message at the end and well, I have news!!! I don't like having my stories with unhappy endings but it had to be done.

*Drum roll please*
There is a SEQUEL!!!

It's called "A Way Out" and it's already been posted AND completed. Read the next chapter for details. Thanks for reading, commenting and voting!! It means a lot!

Much love, Sarah!