Chapter 31 - Moving on

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1 week later

Monday, September 23rd

Hallie

It's been a little over a week since Tyler was kidnapped. The Camden police transported Jesse to New York State at one of their felicity. His Trial was on Saturday. Since it was pretty much a open and shut case; Jesse was going to prison. But not for as long as I liked. Since Tyler was only kidnapped for a few hours and was still in Camden he only got a maxim of 5 years. He could get out in 3 on good behavior. I went to the trial. It was not good to see him again. I wish Jesse got a life sentence and far away from me and my son.

But that was out rages. And I was hoping that when he got out that it would change him and he wouldn't be coming for us again now that he knew for a fact that Tyler wasn't his.

That's why I new that Tyler would be safe here. I still didn't like the fact that Jesse was close to us. But I was gonna have to live with that and move on with my life.

Right now I was sitting outside the Deans office. She had called me earlier this morning saying she wanted to speak to me before class. So here I am.

"I didn't think you cone to school today." Jessica says as she stands a few feet in front of me. "I saw you at the trial. It's pretty awful what my brother did to you."

She watches my reaction. I don't say anything.

"Look, I know your mad at me with what all my brother did to your family and you deserve to be. What my brother-"

I stand up before she could say anything. "I'm not mad at you Jess."

Before she could say anything, the Dean opened the door. "We're ready for you now Hallie. Jessica you should get to class."

Jessica gives me one more look before going in the direction of her first class.

"We?" I question the Dean remembering what she said.

"Come in Hallie." I go into her office and I see a Women sitting in a chair by her desk. Not just any women. Chelsey Fay.

"Hallie this is..." The Dean starts.

"Chelsey Fay Chief Editor of The New York Times. I love your stuff. I read it like every day." I interuput. I just had to get my fan girl moment in, because I would never get another moment like this again.

"I'm glad were on the same page." Chelsey Fay says.

"If you could have a seat Hallie. We have someone we would like to discuss with you." I sit down.

"What is it?"

"Your son was kidnapped 10 days ago, right?" Chelsey asks.

I know this was supposed to be my fan girl moment. But when Tyler was mention that moment got thrown out the window.

"I'm sorry, but that's none of your business." I state.

"Actrally, it is." She states.

"Excuse me?" My overprotective mother mode was flaring up.

"Your son was kidnapped by your best friends brother in your baby daddy's house. It's an interesting story and I want you to write it." She states.

"I don't write gossip. I also don't write anything involving my family; Esspically my son." I state.

"Well, if you don't write your story someone else will. But except they will twist it around to make it their own version. Not what actually happened. But if you wrote the story it will be your story."

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