The Innocent Angel of Music

Chapter 17: As the Curtain Falls...

It had been a roller coaster. Amy stayed in the hospital for a few days to recover. We all found out Amy didn't know how to swim and almost drowned. Trent was determined to get her swimming lessons. She was very embarrassed about it. I even yelled at her. I couldn't lose my best friend to a body of water. After us talking to her, Amy agreed to take the class.

After a few days, we finally heard about Mandy's fate. She would never be the same again. The phantom did a number on her. He gave her amnesia. She has no memory of knowing us or even growing up with me. She couldn't stop bending her arms like she was going to pick something up. The Dr's described it as a switch that never shut off in her brain. Mandy's mom took her out of school and transferred her to a special needs school. She never reminded Mandy that she was a singer. She was afraid it would trigger that night. They soon moved out of the neighborhood. All the years I wished she moved, it finally happened. But not in a way I wanted it to. Amy thinks it's built-up karma, finally getting back to her. She was cruel and a bitch. But didn't deserve that. She almost died on the table during surgery. Wherever you are, I hope you're okay...

   Everything had finally calmed down. School was closed for the rest of the year. The police searched the campus for cameras and listening devices. They found sixty-one hidden cameras throughout the school. Four microphones in the auditorium. After hearing that, I realized he's just like his brother. How could I even think about having feelings for such a monster? Cameron was charged for Kyle's death and kidnapping. I didn't attend his trial. It would have made things worse. Amy and Trent went. They said he refused to stop singing. The judge ordered him to be quiet. Cameron started rambling on about nonsense. The judge said he wasn't competent enough and sent him to an insane asylum. Adam was glad, he believed it's where Cameron belonged. But part of me couldn't help but feel bad for him.

  I secretly went to visit him a week later. The place was scary. People would sit in the hallways. Rocking back and forth against the walls. Some stared at me. The nurses were friendly and set us up in a plexiglass room. I sat on one side and waited. When his door opened, my heart stopped. Cameron walked in with shackles on. He saw me and smirked. The door shut behind him. "I knew you'd come back." He tried to come near me but ran into the glass. He froze and looked around. His sad eyes met mine. "Krissy, I love you..." He sang low.

Shaking my head, "I came to say goodbye. This is a good place for you. You can't hurt anyone in here." I got up and went to the door. The shackles rattled. Looking back, his hands were on the glass. I couldn't help but feel bad for him. He believed in that play so much. Almost as if it was his bible. Like it was his bread and butter. Putting his entire heart and soul into this. In order to have me. He created the fantasy and actually thought it was real. Cameron sadly stared at me. I walked over and placed my hand over his. "I'm sorry. I hope you can get better." My hand slowly moved away as my body walked towards the door. Once my hand touched the knob, I didn't look back. The door shut behind me and he started screaming. As I left the building, I could still hear his screams. It was a strange experience. But little did I know, that would be the last time I would see him alive. A week after I saw him, he committed suicide. He managed to sneak up to the roof and jumped without a second thought. Part of me wondered if it was because I said goodbye. Whether it was me or the fact he knew that he was going to stay there for the rest of his life...

One of them pushed him over the edge.

Present Day:

It was fall time. School had been going on for the last few months. We had a great time enjoying our senior year. Nothing went wrong, things seemed to be going great. Rex however, didn't want to hold a play this year. Everyone had to beg him. It was a tradition to do one every year. Rex paced around the stage. Everyone was sitting in the audience. "After everything that had happened last year. The principle was hesitant to even let the drama club continue on this year."