A/N: Yeah this is the last chapter.

-Four Months Later-

Randy's point of view:

The light that poured through the cheap shades was oddly bright, and somehow managed to light up the motel and my daughter and I were currently residing at. Who knew that after four months, I still wouldn't be caught? Maybe everyone's given up... I was doing the world a favor by ridding them of those there morons. This motel is the longest that we've stayed at. Normally we hardly last a week, but we've been here for two and a half; I swear they've realized that I was right in all of this.

I took another drag of the cigarette that was resting in between my lips, then I put it out on the ash tray beside the night stand I was sitting beside. My eyes wandered all around the room; in a way, I couldn't believe that I was living my life this way... it just didn't seem realistic. The only thing that made it real was the little girl that was sitting on the bed a few feet away from me. She was happily watching Spongebob, while I sit here and think about what I've done. In a way she reminds me of all of the 'bad things' I've done in my life, although I don't see any of them as bad decisions... I did all of those things for the better of my daughter. Didn't I? Well I guess it didn't matter, it's all said and done.

There was a loud knocking at the door, which immediately made me jump up to my feet. I quickly gathered everything, and ran into the bathroom. I started throwing it out the window in the bathroom, then I told Jayme to crawl out it.

"Open up!" A loud stern voice yelled from behind the door.

"Fuck yourself," I muttered, before closing the bathroom door. I crawled out the window myself, then I scooped up Jayme and everything that we had left, and I sprinted to our truck. I put Jayme on the seat and let her crawl to her car seat, and I threw our belongings on the floor. Then, I placed the hat that was on my dash, on top of my head, and sunglasses on my face. Jayme fasted herself into the seat she was sitting in, and covered her face.

Before I started up the truck, I sighed. Then I asked Jayme if she was ready. Of course she said 'yes'... Oh children are so innocent...I started the truck, then drove off as fast as I could to get away from this place and off to a new destination.

I guess it isn't that bad... I just wish Jayme didn't have to suffer. But I would never say that... for I have no one to tell that to anyways... I guess that just leaves me like my victims in a way...I'm going to be silenced forever.

A/N: Yeaah... that kinda sucked. SORRY. Thanks to everyone thats read Forever Silenced, and reviewed and such. I really hope you liked the story it was one of my favorites.

xoxox

Jay.