Same, Same but Different (completed)

Dorth's Story(part 2)

"He should have known what he was doing He asked me to go to prom. I remembered it all, all the flowers and everyone watching. I really loved it until one of those bullies followed me while I was walking home. I remembered it well. His name was Jeffrey, I hated him. He did something that I would never forget. He pushed me to the ground that day and took away my innocence. A part of me that was not meant for him. I remembered calling for Nate, he never came to my rescue."

 The next day, I was the talk of the school and Nate thought I was lying. Jeffrey did this all to me and he was to blame for this. Nate dumped me a day later and started to go out with my sister. I never knew why he did it until I got mad one day. I kidnapped Jeffrey and store him peacefully in my basement. I remembered him crying for his mom and I never allowed him to make his last call. He pleaded with me and I never gave him the chance like when I pleaded and he never gave me a chance. I asked him the reason for Nate hating me so much and he explained to me what he had done.

He told Nate that I cheated with him and I loved him and that's why he did that for. He even told him some cruel stuff that he claimed I said which I did not. Nate foolishly believed every single stupid word he said and fell into his trap. That same day I kidnapped Jeffrey he was planning to rape and then kill me. It was written in his diary he always kept with him. I decided that day to repay him the favour.

He screamed for help and I enjoyed watching his pain just as much as he enjoyed mines. I tortured him slowly and drained his blood. I buried him where he was going to bury me where know one would bother looking for me under that old pine tree. I left him in his grave for his blood to drain out slowing while he was still living to endure every pain he was planning to put me through and those that he did. His mother never grew him up like this, he just hung out with bad company. Actually his mother was one of the sweetest persons I met.

She always helped me out hence the reason I never let her son called her. She did not deserve to hear what her son did and was planning to do with a woman. I remembered how he looked at me in his grave as I buried him alive. I was one of the greatest feelings in my life. The saddest part was leaving him there to rot all alone with no one by his side but I promised him I was bringing company for him soon. He mother soon reported him missing and his body was never found nor his diary. I remembered his mom crying so much for her so called beloved son and she had no idea of how cruel he was. I guess you can say I did this self protection. If I had not he would have also killed me. At least I helped his mom out all the time. She was not to blame for his upbringing so she never deserved the pain. When she died she left me everything she would have left for her son. Little did she know it was I who killed her lovely son. It was better off for her not to now what her son was that is why I hid the diary."

Harry: My goodness you murdered someone

Niall: You should have told the police. You had all the evidence

Zayn: But you rather to see him suffer than tell the police. You should not have done that

"You all won't understand. What he did to me is exactly what I did to Evangeline. That's why I said the scars ran deep. Now let me finish the story.

Harry: Can you at least untapped their mouth. Let them breath

Zayn: And we mean all three, Evangeline, Louis and Liam

Niall: Right

Dorth: I will if it will keep you all from making more noise