Song : See you again by Wiz Khalifa

"It's raining."

"Yes, it is, isn't it?" My mum smiled warmly as she finished drying the dishes with Ivy. they both came into the living room where Ryan and I were watching the telly. I had just recently found out I needed to wear glasses at all times unless I was sleeping. It was a pain in the arse, but, I had gotten used to it since I'm good at adapting to changes. Ryan was as silent as ever.

The first time I had met him. His cold brown eyes were what scared me the most.

But, Mum seemed to truly love him so I turned a blind eye to his cold attitude to both Ivy and me.

I tried my best to be nice to him. It wasn't that hard for me, but, it was hard for Ivy. Ivy found it difficult to get used to Ryan's attitude and his need to stay silent, cool and collected.

I think what Ivy really wanted was a loving father that cared deeply about her, not like our father, nor like Ryan. But, she tried her best for mum, even though at times her dislike for him shone through her act of love.

Ryan got up from his seat in the coach and made his way to kitchen. I heard the opening of the fridge, I could feel him examining the fridge and looking for something to drink. The fridge door closed after a long couple of minutes and I heard his footsteps tapping back to the living room.

"Orange juice."

I held my breath. I knew exactly what he was going to say.

"There's none left," Ryan finished, "Paracetamol too."

All eyes turned to me and I tried to ignore them.

"Jade, did you finish them?" My mum asked me sternly. Even though I couldn't see her, I knew she had her eyebrow raised.

Why did Ryan and I have to have such similar tastes?

"Maybe," I mumbled, keeping my eyes locked on the T.V screen. My mum sighed and then stood up.

"I'll go buy some from the 24-hour shop," My mum told us. I peeled my eyes away from the T.V screen and looked up at her.

"In this weather?!"

"Yes, you know how much Ryan can't survive without his orange juice and he needs his paracetamol for his night time headaches . You too, Jade, I know you'll wake up during the middle of the night to get some, then moan when you find out there isn't any."

"It's okay mum, I can survive just this one night, Ryan as well, right?" I rose my eyebrow at him.

He didn't say anything.

"See, he needs it," My mum grabbed her jacket and slid it through her arms and buttoned it up.

"Then, he can get it himself," Ivy scowled, "He's not a baby, mum."

"You can't go out in this weather, tell her Ryan that you can survive."

He didn't say anything.

"Well, I'll be back soon, I promise," My mum smiled, grabbing her umbrella and examining the antique, we hadn't used it ages because we never needed to.

"Wait, I'll go with you," I got up from my seat and began to grab my jacket.

"No, no, you get colds easily from the rain, I don't want to leave you home alone when you're sick tomorrow," My mum took my jacket off me.

"Then, Ryan can go," Ivy told mum.

"Ryan too, you know he gets colds easily as well," My mum shook her head, "I'll be fine, a little rain won't kill me."

We were all silent.

I guess it won't hurt. It is just the 24-hour shop which is just around the corner. Our area is generally a good place and police officers could be found in nearly every corner, so, mum should be fine.

"I'll be back," Mum opened the door and stepped out, holding the umbrella out and setting it free, thrusting aside all the tiny water droplets, "See you guys soon."

— — —

"See you guys soon."

Those were mum's last words.

Her final words.

"You've turned into a bully." Emily's words echoed through my mind like a hurricane. It sucked up all my thoughts and seemed to be the only words that stuck in my mind. If my mind could shout, it would be shouting those words.

"Think about what you said and what you are doing."

Jack's voice was the only voice I could hear over this tycoon.

"Jade?" Emily brought me back. I looked into her eyes and just from the look on my face, Emily knew exactly what I was thinking.

"You can change it, Jade, you can make things better," Emily reassured me.

"It's too late. Emily, what have I done? What have I become? I've become like my father."

Emily stared me surprised that I had brought up my father. The man whose existence I had locked away once Ryan entered my life as my soon to be stepfather.

"It's never too late Jade," Emily shook her head and grasped my shoulders forcing me to look into her deep blue eyes, "Jade. You can stop them, you can stop yourself."

"But, how?"

"Tell them the truth."

— — —

"Tell them the truth."

Emily made it sound easier than it actually is.

I had gathered around everyone that had... Let me rephrase that. I had gathered all the main ringleaders that urged people to take their anger out on Aaron.

Emily promised me that she'll try to get Aaron to come over and talk to us.

For some reason, it felt like Emily was closer to Aaron than I thought she'd ever be.

I was going to make everyone apologise to Aaron.

You're probably thinking that sorry doesn't solve everything. I know it doesn't. I'm not going to make any excuses. I've already done too much of that. I've hurt Aaron in a way I could never forgive myself for. Not only that but, I dragged more people in and made things worse for him. It had only been a week and I managed to get nearly the whole school to turn on him. If it weren't for Emily... I don't know how worse things could've gotten.

"Ok guys," I silenced them all down so they would look up at me with questioning eyes.

"What's up Jade?" Oliver asked me. I gulped and fixed my glasses back on before I rose my hand and ran it through my hair.

"So, do you guys know what bullying is?" I asked them. They all gave each other questioning looks then looked back at me.

"Well, yeah. We were taught about it in school." Someone from the crowd answered back, the rest of the group chorused back with agreement.

"Well, I know you guys will take this hard but..." I held my breath and stood straight. I could feel their eyes locked on me, waiting for me to finish my sentence.

I was scared of what their reaction would be.

I got mad at Aaron once he called me one.

So, would they get mad at me once I tell them?

"What's going to be hard for us to take?"

"I can take anything."

"What if I called you a bully?" I rose my voice over theirs, making them stop talking and stare at me with wide eyes.

"You, me. All of us. We've done something so horrible. So monstrous," I shook my head at them as well as myself, "We've broken someone."

"We could've driven Aaron to the point that he'd want to commit suicide. We'd have committed a murder." My voice croaked, remembering the death of my mum. When Ryan and I witnessed her getting caught up in a hit and run. When we ran to her and found out we were too late.

They were all silent, trying to gather all their thoughts and feelings into their heads. The whole crowd of people slowly began to turn into ghosts as the realisation hit them hard, just like it had hit me. They were like a plate full of different vegetables. All thinking different things and showing different expressions.

∞ I'm going to go inside the thoughts of the crowd, Jade can't hear these thoughts, though, obviously. ∞ 

"What we're doing is bullying?"

"She's lying... we were just keeping him in his place. We're not bullies. We haven't broken him. He was broken to begin with."

"Murder. We could've killed him?"

"Suicide. What have I done?"

"No way, he wouldn't commit suicide because of this. He's a man. He's supposed to be strong."

"Brother, I'm so sorry, I've turned into the monster that killed you."

"We weren't bullying him. We weren't I'm not a bully. I can't be."

"Why is she telling us like we didn't know? Of course, I knew it was bullying."

"Why do people seem shocked? Of course, it's bullying. Why else did I join in?"

"How did I not even realise? Of course, we broke him, no wonder he showed no emotion."

∞ End of thoughts, back to Jade's POV ∞

No one said anything for what seemed like more than an hour.

It was suffocating to watch the looks of horror on most of their faces changed every few seconds, becoming more stronger as the rocks of reality hit them harder each time they thought. I didn't blame them, though, I didn't know what to say too. I could see that most of them had realised their wrong-doings, some were still in denial and others, I couldn't tell what they were thinking but, they didn't seem surprised at all.

"We need to do something. We've done something so horrible," I told them confidently, "We need to apologise."

Finally, someone decided to speak up, but, It wasn't a reply I actually wanted.

"Hell no! I ain't apologising. What was the point in all that if we were going to apologise in the end?"

"Listen to yourself, you sound like some monster!"

"What did you call me?"

"He's right, are you idiots not even realise that what we were doing was bullying."

"You knew?"

"Of course!"

"Monster!"

"We didn't bully anyone!"

"Idiot! Idiots!"

"Monsters! Monsters!"

Everyone began screaming and shouting at each other. All I could do was stare at the volcano I had caused to erupt. I just made things worse. I made everyone turn against each other. They were all so focused on proving they were right they had completely forgotten the main point I had dropped. I didn't know how to stop them.

I was terrified of the pack of savages I had created.

Why were the teachers never here when something like this was going on?

"I fucking dare you to call me a monster!"

"If we're monsters, then, so are you. Did you forget that you did the same thing?"

"No! We're not monsters. We didn't know!"

"You still did it!"

"We didn't mean to hurt him so badly!"

"Well, you did!"

I didn't know what to say to them.

Who was right?

Who was wrong?

Did I even have the right to decide that?

I covered my ears, trying my best to block the sound of their shouts and arguements. It didn't work, of course, but, I could feel my ears turning redder as they were compressed harder with every shout increasing around me. The point of bringing them together was to get them to realise that what we were doing was wrong. Instead, it just escalated everything.

This wasn't what I wanted. It wasn't what I had planned.

Why is life so unfair?

Such an ironic thing for me to say. I was the main reason of Aaron's misery in school and of life being a total jackass to him, yet, here I am, complaining about how unfair life is.

"SHUT UP!" someone's yelling made me finally face and listen to the small pack of ringleaders I had caused to grow into monsters. They had finally silence and I followed their gaze towards a familiar red-headed shortie.

"Just shut up! Listen to yourselves, all of you," Emily hissed at them making her way to the front, where I stood, just like the night. Silent and unknown, "You guy's haven't become monsters. You're still humans, hopefully, you guys have just become evil humans."

No one dared to challenge Emily. A small person. A big personality. A massive temper. Messing with Emily in this state is like messing with a bull with a red cape in your hands.

"Yes. Evil humans. Who said that monsters were cruel? Who said that animals were savages? Oh wait, don't answer those questions. I already know the answers. Humans were the ones that decided this. Do you know why?" Emily asked the entire crowd.

The hall held a silence that was wiggling  to be dropped. Emily assisted it with it's dream.

"Because humans want to hide that the true cruel beings... that the true savages are really the humans themselves."

OMG. OMG. I'm so close to finishing this book. This was meant to be the last chapter with all the last details being dropped into the chapter.  But, I like the way I ended it. {This is why most of my chapters are short}

I'm not even lying though, once I find a good way to end a chapter, I can't help but just end the chapter instead of continuing to write. I find it funny how the problem with my other book was that the chapters were too long and in this one the problem is that the chapters are far too short xD.

I think the main problem with my work is that I change the tense I am writing in too often. One minute its present, the next its past.I'm working on it. Honestly.

So, what do you think of Emily's speech (?) ? Technically it's mine since I wrote it but, carrying on. Anything you agree with? Anything you disagree with? Anything you want me to add?

Make sure to vote ★ or leave a comment if you enjoyed it (＾ω＾）