I sat on my bed while my mom cooked me breakfast I didn't deserve. The phone rang and I picked it up. It was Shelby. "Hey Chase how did everything go last night?" "As well as can be expected. The cops came this morning apparently our little conversation got out. Now I'm a suspect in Alyssa murder. How do you like that?"

                           "Wow, that is tough. Of course you didn't do it." "But they don't believe that, My parents were pretty steamed." "I bet so." "I'm just so...ugh aggravated I didn't want this. Any of it, I just wished I could put things back the way they were. Before Alysa died. I miss her and I'm sick of the guilt.  I didn't want her and I don't know why I had sex with her I'm trying to chalk it up to I'm a jerk but..."

                           "You're not a jerk so that doesn't make any sense. Do you have any more leads?" "Not a one, and for once in my life I'm actually looking forward to therapy this week." "Really that's a shock." "I know but it seems to be the only time I can make sense of anything she helps me to sort through some of this crap, and makes me do things I don't want to do but need to. Like talk to Alysa's mom."

                           "Yea and that helped you figure out some of this mess didn't it?" "Yea a few more pieces fell into place." "Shelby breakfast!" I heard her mom calling her in the background. "Well hey that's my mom I gotta go." "Ok I'll call you later." "Ok thanks bye." "Bye." I hung up the phone and laid it on my table.

                                 My mom came in once she heard me hang up. "How you doing kiddo?" She asked sitting next to me.  "Scared. I don't want to go to jail mom I'm not a murderer." She pulled me into a hug as my tears fell. "I know sweetie. I'm not going to let them take you without a fight. Your father and I are going to get a lawyer we are going to fight this." I nodded my head.

                                    "Ok well come eat breakfast is on the table." My mom said.  My mom was sitting at the table sifting through papers. They looked like bank statements, bills and ads for lawyers. I instantly felt terrible I knew we were well off but we couldn't afford what these lawyers were asking. The weekend couldn't go slow enough, I was dreading going back to school.

                                   I knew people would be talking and I knew I would get stares but i never expected for people to hate me. They posted mean notes on my locker. If it wasn't for Shelby I would of never made it through. "You'll be fine" She said taking a seat next to me in the lunchroom. "I cant take all the stares though, it's killing me." "Just think what people will have to do when they find out you didn't do it. They will have to apologize. They will feel so bad for saying all those things." She placed her hand on my arm. "Thank you so much for not leaving me."

                                 "You need a friend and even though we broke up we are friends. And I still like you. I cant deny that but as soon as all this is over we can talk about us. I'm enjoying to get to know you. I've learned a lot this week." "Like what?"

                                  "That you like ketchup on your green beans that's seriously gross but hey whatever floats your boat." "You should try this really it's not that bad." "No Chase that's gross." I picked one up and tried to make her eat it. "No ew don't feed  that to me."

                                 I got the ketchup all around her mouth but the green bean never made it into her mouth. "You're not going to be able to force that nasty thing into my mouth." "I can try." I said tickling her sides. She started giggling.

                               "Hey loser don't try to kill her too. You should be locked away....Freak." Said a guy throwing a napkin at me. I sank back into my chair. "This week is almost over It's Thursday you have just one more day. And you're going to talk to your  therapist today she will help." "I hope so cause I really don't know how much more of this I can take." I still couldn't believe I was looking forward to therapy and I was legit antitherapy. The day finally ended and it took far to long.