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I stare at the waves crashing onto the sand as the wind blows through my hair. Willow sighs next to me and brings her knees to her chest, clenching her arms around them.
"I called the police on Val," she blurts out.
I look to her as she embraces herself in what I believe as an attempt to comfort herself. All I can think is; she actually did it. I'm guessing Val hasn't told her. People may be wondering why I never called the police when I didn't know the real reason behind the murder. Well, you do stupid things when you're infatuated with someone whom was part of the reason your friend doesn't have a brother anymore.
I didn't care to see Val being imprisoned. Well, I did. But not as much as Titus. My mother always told me that you don't need a man or anyone else to make you happy. But is it wrong to want someone?
If I had of reported them they wouldn't have talked to me ever again. I know, it sounds so f*cking selfish. But what if I got into trouble?
All these scenarios continue to form in my head which made me deter from ever reporting them at all. That's what it's like to have major overthinking issues.
Look, I commend her. She did the one thing that I should have done, but never could. I also know she has some sort of feelings towards Val. Although he killed her brother. So really this whole thing is just f*cked up. Then again, she doesn't know her brother himself is a predator who preys on women and kills them.
"Congratulations," I say to her.
"Really? Cause why do I feel like a shitty person for doing it?" The tears fall down her face one by one.
I sigh and I wrap my arms around her, "have you spoken since?"
"No!" She exclaims. "He told me to and I quote to 'get the f*ck out'. LIKE! Who does that? I'm the one pissed at him! How does it make sense for him to tell me to get the f*ck out? I'm the one that should be telling him to get the f*ck out!"
I stare at her, wide eyed. There's a lot of tension here, I can tell. Her cheeks look flustered and I gulp. "Are you done?" I ask cautiously.
"No! He's the one in the wrong and he essentially tells me to get f*cked!" She yells. "He's a hateful person and I hate him. I really do hate him," she sobs.
"Isn't this a good thing Willow? I mean, he legit killed your brother. So maybe this ending is what's best for you," I say with much caution.
"Am i a horrible sister? For actually kind of liking him? I know there's an actual disease for falling for your kidnapper. I feel crazy, like something wrong with me. Is something wrong with me? Then again he didn't plan to take me? He just didn't want to go to jail. And maybe I tried escaping a few times. But I didn't really really try. I've had so many chances to leave, and I haven't. So what does that say about me?" She cries.
I wish I could just tell her. Tell her that Val isn't as bad as she thinks he is. That he had every right, that Titus had every right. It's not my places though. I'm only not saying anything for Titus. It's his story.
"You're not crazy, you're not a bad person, and nothing is wrong with you. Things happen, people change. Maybe he didn't intend to do it, maybe he has a good reason for everything. Have you ever asked?" I ask her.
She wipes a tear away, "no. I just feel like I'm all alone and I'm just stuck. And he's the only one that's ever shown he cares so much for me and now I'm scared to leave it all behind. I don't want to be alone. Yeah, I have Nova. But she has a family now. And I know you're gonna say that I have you and the girls, but I don't have anyone that I've known for so long and that have known my parents or anything. Is that stupid?"
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Breaking Titus
Teen Fiction"And yeah, maybe he's bad, but when he smiles I only see the good in him." There was something about her that made him want to feel again, it made him want to believe that there can be happiness in the world. A man that was driven by anger and was c...