A/N Don't forget to read chapters 9, 10, 11, & 12 before you come here! (I am updating the rest of the short story, so you might be skipping chapters. Don't do it. Read before... If you did, good job, and continue!
Enjoy!!!!
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6:13 a.m, The Last Moment.
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Athena had no more tears to cry. She cried for all the people who had died in the past day. Even Daniel. Now getting up, she had one thing left to do, before she would leave this place for good. She went down to Jasper's room.
Jasper's room was a bit cluttered. On the dressing table was the leather book Charlotte had been writing in before she had died. In it were all the evidence of Jasper's murders. When she looked closer, she realized the book was broken into three parts. First, was Charlotte's before she died. One the second part, there was her very own brother's handwriting, she knew his handwriting anywhere. His pages consisted of his schemes and how they were. Athena choked down her disgust. The last few pages were Jasper's. She skimmed through it, reading about how Axel had said Ashley was 'high and mighty' so she was hanged. How Iris would be killed in her sleep 'cause she 'slept' with Liam. Athen took in a shagged breath and stopped at the last sentence Jasper wrote:
AXEL IS THE MURDERER.
Athena gasped. So he had been innocent. Her own brother was at fault. He had fooled her very easily, but not Jasper.
An unknowing tear slipped out.
Why did it have to end this way?
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Hey Lovelys! That's the end of the short book/story. I may or may not have had some solo crying time after I wrote this part... But any way. I will be starting the new; Nondepressing book today! so be sure to check that out. The book name is For the Love of Hate (FLH).
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-Solarys
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