Scout looked at the tablets that sat in her hands. My lucky escape. She thought as she ignored the begs coming from behind the door. "Jodie, don't!" The banging became more consistent. But she couldn't hear it anymore, she just wanted to forget everything that had happened. Sometimes she wished that the fire had killed her, and that Nikki didn't fight for her. She tried to block the sound as she downed the tablets as fast as she could. Her vision had become blurry and she felt sick rising in her throat. She felt so alone. Sometimes she had too much time alone, too much time to think. Too much time to feel insecure about herself. She just needed someone to be there for her when things got tough. "If you don't open this door, I will have to go get Michael, and he won't be happy." Nikki threatened, gulping back tears, staying strong.

Jodie gave in, pushing herself off of the floor. She slowly opened the door, basically falling into Miss Boston's arms. "Jodie." She exclaimed catching her as she fell. The empty packet of pain killers lay next to her feet. "You took them didn't you?" Nikki felt a tear slip down her cheek. "You need an ambulance, you shouldn't have taken them tablets." Jodie sighed as she pushed herself off of Nikki. "I can't stand it anymore! You don't understand. You never listened to me when I needed you to." She snapped, attempting to push past Nikki, but failing, her bones becoming weaker with each breath. "What?" She said, totally taken aback by the sudden outburst. "Barry… Barry, he is always there, beating me. He is constantly hurting me and every time I go to you for advice and help, you blank me out! You promised you would be there for me, and you weren't!" She lifted up her top, revealing 4, maybe 5, black bruises about 4 inches long. Nikki was speechless. How, why, did she let this happen to Jodie?! "You told me you went through the same…" Scout put her top back down, shaking her head. "You told me you understand… but you don't understand at all."

Nikki took a step back, perching on the edge of a sink. "This guy… he used to pick on me. Call me names and things like that. It's silly, but it hurt. There came a point where he decided he wanted to hit me. So he did. Every day. I hated going to school because of him. One day he damaged my windpipe and I couldn't breathe. I got sent to hospital and after I came out of hospital, he still wanted to hurt me, he still hit me. I didn't get away from it until I joined the Army." Nikki cried gently, her voice becoming louder and louder with each word. "So don't you dare tell me that I don't understand, because I do. I know how shit it feels and trust me, I wanted out so bad, but I didn't, okay?!"

Jodie couldn't believe what she was hearing. Had this really happened to Nikki? She didn't want to think about it. It was horrible, her whole life lived in dread and worry and pain. She wanted to hug her so bad, tell her how sorry she was and that everything's okay. But she didn't. She did what she's always done best… She ran. Pushing past Nikki aggressively, Scout rushed out of the toilets, heading anywhere but home. She wanted to be away from everyone, just until she had cleared her head. Nikki sighed before quickly running after her, wiping her tears away. She couldn't keep up with her pace. For a girl who was failing gym, Jodie sure was running faster than expected. Boston didn't have the energy to shout her name but she didn't want to give up on her, not again, not after everything she had just been through.

Tom was taking a stroll outside, looking over Casey's story she had wrote about football. He liked it. She had good potential, if only her family could see that too. Clutching onto the papers tightly, he went to make his way back in, opening the door, only to be knocked back by Jodie. He dropped the papers into a deep muddy puddle. "Hey, Jodie." He shouted, his anger bubbling up. But she didn't stop and listen, she just ran out of the gates, looking left from right. She could go left, which to her to the school house, where she would be questioned and punished by Maggie. Or, she could go right, where Barry stood, waiting for her to walk past. Either way, she was going to lose.

Tom sighed at the sight of the wrecked papers which he treasured so dearly. As he went to fetch Michael for Jodie, the runaway student, Nikki ran out the doors, panting and barely breathing. "What are you doing?" He asked, stopping her. "Jodie… needs me." She managed to sputter out through her attempts at gaining air back. "She needs to get back to lesson, and so do you." He said sternly, placing an arm around her and turning her around to take her back inside the PRU. "No." She argued, pushing him away. Their eyes met, and Nikki saw nothing. It was like looking into a black hole that never ended. "I've got to help her." She gulped, running out of the gates, Tom soon following behind her.

He grabbed her arm, pulling her back gently. "Nikki, we can go and get Michael and he'll sort it out." He sighed. "No Tom, I can't leave her… she took pills. She needs someone to care for her." She shrugged him off of her. "You can't take all of this upon yourself, it's doing you no good." He raised his voice. Nikki knew he was right, but she didn't want to let Jodie down. Tears grew in the corner of her eyes and she soon found herself with her head against Tom's chest, his arms wrapped tightly around her. She felt safe and it seemed that all her worries had been put on hold for a moment.

As Nikki lost herself in Tom's arms, she heard a thunderous bang followed by the sound of squealing tyres and the crash of a car connecting with another object coming from behind her. An airbag exploding, followed by metal falling off the car. She could feel the warmth of fire against her back. There was another screeching sound, but this time it sounded more human, more painful. She quickly pulled away from Tom's security and turned around. Her heart fell to the bottom of her stomach which knotted tightly. Her breathing became short and quick, and everything became a blur. Nikki stared at the mangled car that burnt before her. She noticed a body, thrown on the floor like a discarded rag doll. It lay under metal that had been torn away from the car like shredded paper. She could hardly recognize the face as it was covered in pure red blood and shiny black petrol, but she knew exactly who it was.

"Jodie!" She screamed as she ran into the road, stepping in blood and petrol. Her legs wobbled and she fell to the floor beside the damaged student. "Jodie." She cried, grabbing her wrist and checking for a pulse. Scout was still conscious but was so limp, so floppy and broken. She was in a worst state than she was in the fire incident. Nikki tried removing a piece of heavy metal off of Jodie's legs, but failed miserably. Tears streamed down her face. All she could hear was the faint sound of Tom on the phone, his voice wobbly as he tried to keep himself composed, calling for help. The familiar sounds of gasps and chatter surrounded her as half of the school piled out to see the mess. Michael and Christine rushed towards the gates, blocking anyone from getting to the scene.

"Scout!" Rhiannon screamed, crying and pushing her way towards her. Boston looked up, her teary and bloodshot eyes catching sight of the redhead stood in front of her. "Go back Rhiannon." She stuttered through sobs. "Is… is she…" She broke off, looking down at Jodie who was gasping for air, her bright red blood spilling on the tarmac. Lorraine quickly ran up to them both, pulling Rhiannon away from her closest friend, who sadly was losing oxygen rapidly. "You can't see this." She said in her professional tone, even though her throat threatened to give in and cry. "Miss please, she can't die." She cried in Lorraine's arms, being dragged back into the school.

That's when it hit Nikki… Jodie had tried to kill herself before, and would certainly try again. So what if this wasn't an accident, and she walked into the road, knowing that the speeding car would hit her hard enough to knock her out of life. Nikki took Scouts hand, holding it tightly and softly placing a kiss on the knuckles. Her tears spilt onto her delicate pale skin. As the sound of police and ambulance sirens filled the space around them, Nikki felt someone squeeze her hand weakly. "Miss…" She mumbled. "Shhh, don't try to talk, it'll hurt too much." Boston stroked her stained blonde hair. "I'm… I'm scared." Jodie coughed, a bit of blood spluttering out as she did so. "I'm so sorry..." She mumbled under her breath, not knowing what to do. Nikki held Jodie's body in her arms, slowly rocking back and forth. She held the body, a body, just a shell of a person now. An inanimate object. Her personality and soul had been stolen from her, she was lost. She was nothing.

Jodie's eyes fluttered shut, so weak, so broken, her life ending before it even had a chance to start. This was the end for Jodie Allen, and what an end it had been.

A/N: And this is the end of the story! I hope you enjoyed it and thank you for reading and reviewing, it means a lot to me :) xxx

On another note; the cause for Jodie's death was bullying. I hate bullying it is wrong. It can cause great damage that isn't even noticed. I guess that the reason I wrote this fanfic was to make people realize that bullying can lead to death, and I apologise because I didn't get that across very well.
There's a film called "Cyberbully" and I watched it and I don't think I've cried harder whilst watching a film. I can't even begin to explain how much of an emotional wreck I am after watching it. It's the saddest, most inspirational and moving film I have ever watched. Obviously cyberbullying hurts. It can cause all sorts of emotional problems in victims. And this film tells the honest truth about bullying. You honestly need to watch it, because it will really open your eyes to everything that you see, it will make you realize the effects of stupid 'jokes' that become out of control and how much the little things can hurt someone.
Please take a moment to sit down and watch it, even if you know the effects of bullying, just watch Cyberbully.