A Perfect Mistake

|Chapter Nine| - A Letter

Brielle Jessica Blackwell,

I remember the very first time I saw you. You had unknowingly stumbled into the group room and I remember thinking, "damn she's gorgeous." You were petrified. You thought that we would kill you. I think Mark even suggested that we did. We thought you were a spy. After you persistently showed up several more times, we let you join the group. I remember watching from a distance as Jarred did your tattoo. You were so scared. Your hair was bright blue then. Like an electric blue. I like the bright purple better though.

I remember me asking you out and finding out you had Greg. We finally settled on a plan to keep us secret. I'm so glad you agreed. I remember Jarred's reaction to our relationship. He was so pissed. He didn't like you to start with. I don't know why not. You're an amazing person.

This last year has been everything I could ask for. I love you with all my heart. Brielle, I knew it was unlikely I came back. Especially if the Heley's showed up. I had promised you this would be the last thing we did. Brielle, I wanted to propose to you after this. I was going to propose and then this summer we could run away together and start over.

Me and you.

You and I. 

The way it should be.

Brie, you're the light of my world. If I don't make it, I want you to keep the ring. Keep the ring. Hold on to it and please don't forget me. But, go out and find someone I would approve of. Someone that I would like. Please. Move on. Keep in touch with Jarred and ruin the Heley's. Please darling.

Brielle, if you're reading this I never had the chance to propose. But, I would had. Or maybe I did but I was killed by Zach. Either way, I still love you.

Your amazing spirit. Your fabulous style. Your beautiful smile. I love everything about you.

I love you. Don't miss me too much.

(Yes, Jarred helped me write half of this)

Love,

Brett Shane Young

Tears fell rapidly down Brielle's face. She clutched the ring tighter and tried to convince herself she was dreaming.

Her mom and dad were highly upset with their oldest daughter. Her brother hadn't spoken a word to her. Her sister had spoken, but all she did was mutter something about Brielle being a disappointment. Brielle had been grounded, no phone, no laptop, nothing. Go to school and come straight home. Her brother was to take her to and from. Ella was even told not to stop by for the next two months.

It was all over the news papers. Hate messages flooded her way. Even Rebecca, sweet, sweet Rebecca, barely spoke to Brielle in class.

Jarred had been taken to the county jail and locked up. Hopefully, he'd just get accessory to crime. Maybe, just maybe, Matt Heley would cut them a break. It's not like Matt was a clean soul. They had proof of him doing unmentionable things. If he was smart, Matt would keep his mouth shut. And Matt had lost his big brother. He, Jarred, and Brielle were all in mourning.

Brielle felt terrible, knowing Jarred was paying for what she did. He wouldn't let her confess. He said he'd kill her if she did. Jarred knew that Brielle wouldn't survive a day in jail. He could.

Brielle wiped her tears, knowing Brett wouldn't want to see her like this, and grabbed a shoebox sitting in the corner of the room. She folded the letter carefully and placed it in the box. She took several different items in her room that were gifts from Brett and put them in the box as well. Brielle bit her lip. If she couldn't have Brett, she'd have the things he gave her.

Brielle turned as her mom walked into her room. "You have to appear in court next week." Her mom said stiffly.

"Okay. What for?" Brielle asked.

"Accessory to crime. Your lawyer is trying to get them to cut you a deal. Instead of doing time in jail, you're hopefully going to spend a month in a place of the Judge's choice. It's part of a new developmental program."

"It's for mistakes!" Brielle's sister yelled as she walked by Brielle's room. Tears once again filled Brielle's eyes.

"Lacey! That's enough!" Her mom yelled. Brielle bit back a snicker.

"As I was saying, it's to help troubled or misguided teens back on the right path. Your father and I feel this is the best thing for you. And, you'll be traveling the world as you do it. You can make friends and see a different lifestyle. I think you'll enjoy it, Brie." Her mom concluded.

Brielle sighed. She didn't knew she didn't have a choice.

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