Breaking The Rules

Chpt. 28

I talked to the investigator last night, and he wants me to come down to the station. I, of course, said yes and that I would be there before ten o'clock.

I can feel my nerves going crazy. I have an hour before having to leave, and I am not excited. I never want to see that boy again, but it looks like that's impossible.

That mother fucker is going to get what he deserves. I'm gonna make sure he's in prison for the rest of his fucking life.

I sat down in front of my mirror, turning on my straightener and applying a little bit of makeup.

While waiting for my straightener to heat up, I let out a few tears of stress. I am literally having the worst month of my life. Never did I expect for my best friend to die from being beaten to death, and not to mention her getting raped. Not only am I stressing over her, but also Noah. He's stressing me out with this rule thing, I feel like I can't even go outside with him. I feel like he cares more about his popularity than me, and that really hurts me deep down inside.

Why does he even care if he gets picked on a little? If he really liked me like he says he does, he wouldn't give a fuck about that rule.

"Dangit." I said wiping my tear stained cheeks. I can cry right now, I have to be strong. It's just, I am a very emotional person, I can't help it sometimes.

As soon as my straightener heated up, I straightened my hair and found my loose navy blue dress that hung just above my legs. My mother bought it for me on one of her business trips to LA. She claims that it makes me look more like a women.

After changing, I found my tan heels. They weren't like those high heels that are taller than skyscrapers. They were less than a inch tall, perfect.

I walked to the mirror, making sure I looked okay to go see the mother fucker that killed my best friend, and almost raped me.

I sighed, I actually looked good for the first time in a while. They is the first time I've actually cared to get ready. I've been so caught up with Courtney, and I've been so stressed here lately.

"You look beautiful." Courtney said, laying her hand on top of my shoulder. She startled me at first.

I smiled, trying my hardest not to cry in front of her.

"I'm scared Court." I couldn't help it, I had to let a tear out. My eyes were so blurry from the tears, I could barely see.

"You shouldn't be, you are a strong girl Bree. Don't sit here and cry in front of me, you're going to make me cry.. And you know very well that I don't like crying." She laughed, making me happier. Dammit, I miss her.

"This is too hard for me to handle." I shook my head. I was looking at her in the reflection in the mirror.

"Nobody said it was going to be easy." She whispered and I closed my eyes. I could look at her..

"Courtney?" I asked, she was gone.

"Bree?" My mom asked, opening my door, "are you okay?"

I'm guessing she heard me say Courtney's name, she probably thinks I'm psycho.

"I'm fine, mom.." I said picking up my purse and heading towards my door.

"Are you going to Noah's house after the station?" She asked and I nodded.

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"Ms. Taylor, right this way." The investigator motioned me to follow him.

My heart immediately started racing, I can't take it.

"Go." Courtney's voice faded into my ears.

I nodded to myself before swallowing my adrenaline. I can do this.

"Are you ready?" He asked, standing by the door, I have to go in there alone? Dammit dammit dammit.

"Don't worry, we'll be watching you the whole time, he won't hurt you." He said, practically reading my mind.

I took a deep breath, before nodding that I'm ready. I definitely wasn't ready, but I had to get this over with.

He opened the door and I walked in to see the most familiar face.

Oh god, that face is too familiar.

I don't understand, this can't be seriously happening right now.

I think my heart stopped and I literally couldn't breath and I couldn't the words to speak.

This is definitely not the person I was expecting to see when he opened the door.

"...Cullen..?" My voice croaked.