Chapter 42 ~~~~~

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WARNING!!

This chapter contains mentions child abuse and sexual assault toward minors. If this is something that upsets you then please do not read.


The principal looked surprised; he didn't seem to know what to say when he saw me. But then his words finally came out as he said. "You shouldn't be here young lady! Where are your parents? You should be at home!"

"What did she mean by 'liar'?" a lady asked, she had black hair and a lean figure, a bit taller than Elain, she must have been a reporter. I think I had seen her before. Her blue eyes looked at me. "What did you mean when you called him that?"

"Oh, don't talk with her unless her parents are present." The principal stammered. "You'll get her in a lot of trouble if you do this against their wishes."

"I only have my dad," I said to him. "You should know that since he's on the radio every morning."

"Wait..." the lady eyed me. "Are you... Mr. Hilmarsson's daughter? Amalie Hilmarsson?" When I nodded, the woman came over. "I thought so, I was part of the news crew who looked into your mother's disappearance, you look so big now." She then knelt beside me so we could be eye to eye as she took out a recording deceive, one similar to what I had. "Tell me, why'd you call him a liar?"

I looked right at the principal, he looked even paler than before. "Because he is one, I told him before that I thought Mr. Green was doing something bad to the other kids, but he and a few other teachers didn't believe me, I didn't tell them all because... I didn't want them to lose their jobs or be forced to quit. Mr. McCrae had tried too but was told he'd to be quiet and was threatened, same with Madam Andrews, they even went to the police." I glared at the principal. "But you threatened them, and made it all go away."

"I... I..." he stammered but I kept going.

"What's more, I have proof!" I held up my phone, with the audio ready to be played. "Do you want to hear it? On the night Mr. Green attacked my friend and tried to hurt me before my dad saved us, I was going to have this be played instead of the national anthem the next morning, but then you all know what happened." My shoulders shook as I remembered Elain being hurt and his scary smile when he looked at me. "If he wasn't there if he didn't follow us... she wouldn't have been hurt. It's my fault that she got hurt..." I could feel the tears in my eyes but I refused to cry, I wouldn't cry. I had to push through, to get it all out. "And it's your fault too!" I yelled. "I told you! Again, and again! But you wouldn't listen! Even when an anonymous email was sent I bet you didn't even look at it, you just deleted it to make it all go away like before! TRY DELETING THIS!!!" and before he could even get close when he finally moved to try and stop me, reporters and parents grab hold of him as the reporter went to shield me only for all of them to freeze in place when I pressed play and the first thing you hear is a little girl's scream.

Mia's scream.

She screamed and screamed, then cried and whimpered, begged wanting it to stop, while Nick just made strange sounds and said mockingly as he had to me when I ran from him.

"Go ahead, keep screaming, no one is gonna believe a little bitch like you. Do you think that dumbass principal gives a shit about you? Any of you? Give him enough money and he'll always turn a blind eye to anything---"

I stopped it there, even now I still couldn't listen to the rest. It made me feel sick, this wasn't the worst of it, but it had the evidence that would make anyone pay attention. When Mia talked to me about what happened to her, and what Nick did to her, I... couldn't bring myself to listen to it for a second time. It was awful. Even then I don't think Mia was telling me the whole truth. I think in her own way, she trying to spare me from knowing it all. She didn't have to, but she did, and I would do everything in my power to make her heard. Originally I was going to keep to the plan I had, making a new CD and placing it underneath the one for the national anthem, but seeing the crowd, that plan changed.

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