Jacob's POV
I wish that night never happened, but then I think if it never happened would I ever know Ella's truth? Who she actually is? My heart says it doesn't matter whoever she is however she is just go to her she is yours. My mind remembers my best friend Walter's cry, the devastation in his eyes. My body yearns to be close to Ella breathe the same air as her touch her, hold her And my soul feels numb it is as if it died that night it doesn't exist anymore.
I want to scream at Ella I am so angry I want to kill myself and end me just because I can't bring myself to hurt her even a little. I am trying every day to get over her. I tell myself again again that it was stupid childish love, love that comes only from proximity and the fact that our parents were friends even people who get divorced get over each other I didnt even ever date her. I need to consciously stop loving her or hate her so much that there is no space for love.
When school began she constantly got bullied people would spray paint murderer on her locker. Would stalk her where ever she went and called her names. Once they went too far they photoshopped her face on porn websites and leaked her number. She got harassed everywhere she went by people from all age groups. Even the media didnt stay silent they blasted her image with horrible headlines everywhere.
My mind said good she deserves it. But my heart and my body couldn't take it I went everywhere beat up everyone until they were bloody. One wrong move by anyone near her and I went crazy. Until one day I went too far and burned the office of a well known media outlet. Walter and Rachel came to the police station with my parents. I got off with a warning since my dad paid them.
And then Walter said "It hurts me that you still love her so much that you dont see the destruction she has caused me. You care more for a murderer than your friend who lost it all. Dont you get it she is still living a comfortable life with her daddy's money and makes me and my mom live under her mercy."
I stopped. I didnt stop caring or hurting whenever Ella got hurt but I did stop doing anything about it. It hurt to not do anything not to protect her and let her suffer but I couldn't let my friend hurt anymore.