Complicated Love Finale

I tell Jane everything but all she says is, "that's crazy chick! Whose Justin?" She had forgotten so I tell Reggie. He actually believes me but then he says, "Justin told me too. I'm going to die tonight." I hang up.

It's complicated. No love, just, complicated!!?

That night when I go to bed Justin's voice is ringing in my ears. Then at three in the morning I wake up or no reason, screaming for Reggie. My light is on and he is there. tied to a chair. I jump out of bed and exclaim "what's happening!" Reggie rolls his neck around.
"Come closer to me,"so I lean in. "I love you Micki. I want you and me to live forever but, in going to die, and I'm gay." he kisses me. It's not like Justin. His were unreal. Reggie was calm but he was crying. Justin walked through the door and split us up.
"Good time to wake up! Time for the show," he withdraws a knife from his pocket and aims it at Reggie. "I love you!" He shouts, then the knife is thrusted into his heart and his head droops. I can't speak. Justin leaves the knife there and comes up to me and puts his head very close to mine. " I win." And he fades. I start crying. Crying my heart out. I pick up Reggie and a shovel and go down to the front garden and dig him a hole. I deposit Reggie inside the hole but a police car pulls up on the pavement.
"Digging a grave?" They say. I tell them the truth. Every last word of it. They handcuff me and shove me into the car as I'm screaming for Reggie.

I don't remember anything else. Just that Jane never talked to me again. Many people in prison thought me crazy and I've been put in the straight jacket four times! But another girl called Mandy came in two years later. Then I realised. She was my boss! We became best friends and we uncovered so many more victims of Justin.

That is the story but its still going on. Justin haunts us, reminding us of when he beat me up. When he shaved me bald (my hair is growing back now) ad most of all, Reggie's death. The story will go on forever and now that I'm one hundred and seventy two, forgotten old bag of bones, I put this into a book. Along with a suicide note and my blood. My dear friend Mandy will publish it for me. And I can't wait to see more victims of him with me soon and I will dance the day away when Justin dies.

Justin Brooke has won.

SUICIDE NOTE

No one is left. I visited Reggie and Jane in their graves but they don't care for me. I know I'll be in hell and tortured by Justin. Tell everyone so they won't end up like me.