4 (Lane)

I didn't want to come to this small town community college, I wanted to stay in the city but with my father getting into so much debt with Davon Campbell I had no other choice but to remove myself from the situation.

I paid off as much of my dad's debt as I could but when I couldn't pay anymore I went to Devon and made a deal with him, that was a year ago and my life could of been better until today.

I came home after finishing my final thesis repost and found Sandra in her room talking louder then her normal loud with her pervert of a brother.

"It's been four fucking years if her wanna be of a daddy was going to something he would of done it a long time ago" 

"This is fucking serious Sandra Jessi fucking hung himself and left the cops a fucking note telling them what he did" 

"Jessi was fucking sick, I mean he fucked her dead body" I gasps at that part drawing her attention to the crack in her bedroom door where I had been standing.

"Gotta go" she said and hung up, I started taking steps backwards and heading for the front door but she grabbed me and pulled me into her room then pushed me onto her floor.

"What all did you hear" Sandra's asks kneeling down in front of me.

"I heard it all"

"Please let me explain, you're my best friend and I should have told you this a long time ago but I didn't want to scare you off" she sighs and sits down next to me.

"Four years ago me and my best friend at the time went to a party and, and" she starts to cry softly and I pull her into my side for comfort.

"You don't have to tell me" I feel so bad for making her feel like she had to tell me but I need to know what happened. I've been beaten and left for dead more times then I can count in my short twenty two years of hell we call life and I would hate for Sandra to of come anywhere close to seeing the dark side of this ugly world. 

"It's just all to painful to talk about" Sandra whispers and I hug her tight.

"How about I make us some dinner and we order some of those cheesecake rolls from Chester's and binge watch the rest of The Vampire Diaries" 

She gives me a small smile and says a soft 'that would be nice', helping her off the floor I get to work on making dinner and order the rolls like I had said.

Dinner was almost done and the rolls and just arrived when I went to go get her from her room, Sandra had shut herself in there just after I started making the dinner.

"Hun dinners ready" I called through the door but didn't get a answer back so I opened the door and peeked in seeing the light to her closet on I walked over to it and once again caught her talking to her brother.

"Sandra if the police get ahold of the videos they'll see that we raped that girl and you help, do you k ow what will happen then?" Sandra chuckled lightly "Sandra this is fucking serious this isn't a fucking game. We fucking killed that girl"

"Listen closely you dumb fuck we didn't do shit that little bitch had it coming she had me fucking almost expelled for what I did to Andrew"

"I would have had you arrested" comes his laughter filled response.

"If her gangster daddy hasn't found us do you think the fucking police will" 

"Well no but still Sandra lay low please"

"Okay damn" after that I didn't stick around to hear anymore and slipped back out of her room closeting the door behind me with a soft click.

An hour later she comes walking out of her room with puffy red eyes, wrapped in an oversized robe and a tissue in one hand, playing up the saddened best friend act.

If I would of meet her in a different time I would of probably kicked her ass and turned her over to who ever this dead girls dad is but this is different, she's my best friend and her past is her past.

We ate dinner in silence nether one of wanting to cause a shift in the heavy air around us.

The quiet, easy going book worm of a girl sitting across from me is anything but what I thought she was. 

The next day after she left for class I went into her room and snooped around finding the girl she helped kill's student I.D and a few debit cards.

"Jazmin Evens" I say out loud her name sour on my tongue as I say it, not because of who she was to Sandra but because of the horrible things she suffered at her hand.

The rest of the day slipped by me like a blur, all I could do was think about what I had over heard and what I had found. If Jazmin's father is anything like Davon then I know he knows where Sandra is and it's only a matter of time before he comes for her.

"Hello earth to Hartlynn, LANE" came the loud voice of the one guy I hate with a passion stronger then the one I have towards my father.

"What do you want Gordon"

"Are you going to Chester's later for Sandra's birthday dinner" fuck I forgot about her dinner plans for her big twenty firsts.

"I'm not sure I think I have to work tonight" it's I lie and I know it but he doesn't and that's all that matters.

"Bummer" he walks off leaving me sitting alone again on the bench outside the psychology department building.

After classes I convinced Frank to let me work the night shift so I could keep my mind busy with something other than Sandra and what she did.

It's just after one a.m when I walk through the front door door to see Sandra laying on the living room floor next to a now empty bottle of Rosé.

"Come on girl let's get you to bed" lifting her up off the floor I stumble down the hall to her room then toss her onto her bed, then pull the cover up over her.

Just as I'm walking out of her bedroom door she says "If you would of loved me back you would still be alive"