KILLER

Chapter Fifty

Bringing the hell to my paradise

and the paradise to my hell;

What could go so wrong

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EPILOGUE

It was incredibly mind boggling watching time disappear on me. It felt like I was sleep walking through my life for the last few months.

So many things changed, leaving me completely empty inside. I felt lost in my life, not knowing what to do with myself.

I separated myself from anyone, knowing that if I weren't around they would stay alive. My life was moving on without me, my feet were planted to the ground - stuck.

Rooted to this place in my life, unable to move past it.

Police found Edwards body, along with plenty more. One of them being Aaron's and Vespers.

My chest tightened at the thought of him, it's been months but I swear I still feel him around.

I no longer had to worry about Clive, or his psychotic family - all thanks to V.

The rain poured, thunder clapping through the sky as I sat on my front porch. Listening to the rain in hopes of calming myself down, some days it was easy, others not so much.

All I wanted was peace, but for some reason I didn't have it, there was this pit in my stomach that I couldn't push away.

The door creaks open and Wesley walks out, shooting me a small smile before glancing back in the house.

Jameson sat on the couch playing his video game, the two of them stopping by for dinner.

Wesley coming by nearly every day to check up on me and when he couldn't make it he would send Mendes over: not that I minded, I just wanted to be alone.

Needing the isolation from everyone so I could give myself time to process everything that's happened. Being to more funerals one would wish, needing a break from people.

"You okay Hayley?" He whispered out, taking a seat next to me.

I sighed out, leaning my head against his shoulder while closing my eyes momentarily, "I'll be fine I guess." I replied softly.

He wrapped his arm around me, "You know you don't have to be fine, it's alright to not be okay." He says, catching my eyes.

I shook my head, feeling my chest tighten as I let his words soak in, it's never been alright for me not to be okay.

I've always needed to be strong, which is why my poker face was fantastic, no one knew when I wasn't okay - that's how I liked it to be.

"I fucked up Wes, I really fucked up, and now Griffen and Jess are dead because-"

"You didn't kill them Hayley, their deaths aren't on you," He says cutting me off, grabbing my hand in his.