Epilogue

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·Justice·

~1 Week Later~

Tears fall from my face, as the casket sinks slowly into the ground. Last week at prom Grayson was pronounced dead on the scene.

His murder is still unsolved, seeing that it was a drive by.

I throw roses on his coffin, as it finally stops. The funeral people start to cover him in dirt. Each shovel broke my heart more.

I walk away, with my dad holding me in his arms. I remember holding Grayson in my arms, after his life slipped away from him.

I get in the car with my parents, and we drive home.

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As soon as we get home, I rush upstairs to my room. I go to the bathroom and lock the door. I lift up the toilet seat, and let the nauseating feeling flow out.

I wipe my face, and pull myself onto the toilet to use it. I hold it under my hand, as my urine streams out. 

I place it on the counter, as I flush the toilet.

"Justice! Are you okay?" My mom asks.

"I'm fine." I say.

"Okay. Well tell me if you need anything." She says.

"Okay." I say.

I hear my bedroom door close, and I look down.

It is positive.

I'm pregnant.

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