~Five Months Later~
I attended the trial that Xavier had to go through. I had woken up three months earlier with the biggest headache ever, and they had to give me medicine that had knocked me out for a few days more. The hospital had released me a month earlier, to be absolutely positive that I wasn't going to just keel over and die. Their concern was completely annoying.
The judge spoke to Xavier, and they had said many time that they were trialing him as an adult, I was pretty sure he got the point. His eyes actually held tears every once in a while. Who knew monsters had feelings? There were many police there, holding back angry parents of deceased kids, and me.
Foul things were yelled at the kid that held the gun not even a year ago and killed innocent kids. Nobody cared about sparing the killers feelings, we yelled anything that came to mind. Everyone except the two people sitting next to me. Ellie and Peter just looked sad, like they felt bad for him. The only thing I felt bad about was the fact that I hadn't gotten the chance to kill him myself.
My hands clenched and unclenched in anger as the trial went on. I didn't like how it was going, the trial was changing pace really fast. Next thing I knew, they were leading out Xavier. But he wasn't going to lethal injection, or the electric chair. He was being led to a place that was much better than he deserved, or so I thought. He was being led to a mental hospital. He wouldn't get killed for his crimes, he got to live. They said it was a multi personality disorder, he didn't know what he was doing. But that was a lie, he might have been a few different people but each one was a part of him. That was the part that knew what he was doing, and one part liked it.
As I stood up, I kicked the seat in front of me and looked at the judge who was packing up his stuff, about to leave. "Screw you!" I screamed and the room fell silent, shocked at my outburst, "Do you know what he did? What happened in that school? No! You don't! If you did then you would have killed him! Just like he killed so many... He ruined lives of so many different people, and you choose to ignore that! He's a murderer!" I screamed and stomped my foot like a little kid having a temper tantrum. "You just... You don't understand exactly what he did." I whispered and walked away.
Faces of many different people looked at me, and I just looked straight ahead as tears rolled down my cheeks. I knew Ellie and Peter were behind me, but I chose to ignore them. Not even they understood, I lost a brother that day and I'd never get him back. They lost friends, but not family.
My feet carried all the way towards the door but before I opened it, I turned around and looked at the stunned judge, "Let's hope you never have to figure it out. I wouldn't wish it upon anyone." Then, I opened the door and let it slam shut behind me. Peter and Ellie didn't follow me through.
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The Gunman
Narrativa generale*||COMPLETED||* A bang, a pop, an explosion. Whatever you choose to call it, made its way through Melbrough High School, changing lives in an instant. A gunman had entered the building, out to make a statement. This story follows many different per...
