Breaking Brooklyn (25 page)

Facebook Message from Brooklyn Page Napier
10/2/2014 at 9:09 am:

YES!

Facebook Message from Tyler Ward 10/2/2014 at
9:10 am:

Good!

Facebook Message from Brooklyn Page Napier
10/2/2014 at 9:12 am:

You don't have to be an asshole
about it!

Facebook Message from Tyler Ward 10/2/2014 at
9:13 am:

Sorry, I just feel bad about
it.

Facebook Message from Brooklyn Page Napier
10/2/2014 at 9:14 am:

Why?

Facebook Message from Tyler Ward 10/2/2014 at
9:16 am:

I shouldn't have sent that
pic.

Facebook Message from Brooklyn Page Napier
10/2/2014 at 9:17 am:

We were just having fun,
relax!

Facebook Message from Tyler Ward 10/2/2014 at
9:18 am:

I guess.

Facebook Message from Brooklyn Page Napier
10/2/2014 at 9:19 am:

I can see you're in a bad mood so
have a nice day!

Chapter
thirty-one

“Revenge, the sweetest morsel to
the mouth that ever was cooked in Hell.”
~Walter Scott

Jack Napier – Day 59

Brooke became very distant towards me. When we
were together she wanted her “space,” which meant I was left alone.
Eventually, we were sleeping in separate rooms. I felt like we were
living separate lives. This went on for 12 years. At first, I
toughed it out for the kids, but then I started to suspect that
maybe Brooke was having an affair. So, I tried hacking into her
Facebook account.

Figuring out her password was easy; it was the
name of our first dog, Bailey. She obsessed over that dog like a
newborn baby. If we were out to dinner it wouldn't be five minutes
before she would start worrying about him, if he had enough food
and water, if he was lonely. The whole ordeal would ruin the
night.

Once I was in her Facebook account I saw lots
of private messages from her sister Amy, then some from her friend
Stacey. There was nothing suggesting an affair, just a lot of
backhanded comments about me never being around anymore. After
about an hour of surfing through Brooke's picture comments and
messages I decided to quit. Right then a message popped up. It was
from Tyler Ward.

Facebook Message from Tyler Ward
10/25/2014 at 11:45 pm:

Is everything okay? I haven’t
heard from you in a while.

“
Tyler Ward! You fucking asshole!”
I shouted at my laptop. Then I went to check if there were other
messages between Brooke and him.

I saw a list of conversations that seemed to
go on forever. It was so overwhelming I didn't know where to start.
The more I read the more I filled with hate.

Facebook Message from Brooklyn
Page Napier 10/11/2014 at 10:49 pm:

I got on Tinder last
week.

Facebook Message from Tyler Ward
10/11/2014 at 10:50 pm:

What?! Why???

Facebook Message from Brooklyn
Page Napier 10/11/2014 at 10:51 pm:

It's not bad. You should try it
:-)

Facebook Message from Tyler Ward
10/11/2014 at 10:52 pm:

Have you been drinking
again?

Facebook Message from Brooklyn
Page Napier 10/11/2014 at 10:53 pm:

Just a little :-)

Facebook Message from Tyler Ward
10/11/2014 at 10:54 pm:

You need to get off
Tinder!

Facebook Message from Brooklyn
Page Napier 10/11/2014 at 10:55 pm:

Why do you care!

Facebook Message from Tyler Ward
10/11/2014 at 10:56 pm:

Because you are my
friend!

Facebook Message from Brooklyn
Page Napier 10/11/2014 at 10:59 pm:

I started thinking last night...
This is/has always been a mostly one-sided friendship. I love ya,
but you are there when you need something. You are self-centered
and self-serving. You RARELY text just to ask "how are
you"...

You say you are worried about
others using me, but you are the one who uses me the most. You tell
me not to cheat on Jack but yet you fucked me! YOU ARE A FUCKING
HYPOCRITE!!!

Facebook Message from Tyler Ward
10/11/2014 at 11:02 pm:

I never used you. I have always
been upfront with you.

Facebook Message from Brooklyn
Page Napier 10/11/2014 at 11:03 pm:

You are the biggest mind fuck I
ever met!

Facebook Message from Tyler Ward
10/11/2014 at 11:04 pm:

You're drunk! I'm done talking
about this.

Facebook Message from Brooklyn
Page Napier 10/11/2014 at 11:05 pm:

Fuck you!

Facebook Message from Brooklyn
Page Napier 10/12/2014 at 9:08 am:

Tyler, I'm so sorry! I just saw
our conversation from last night. I didn’t mean what I said. I was
drunk and hurt.

Facebook Message from Tyler Ward
10/12/2014 at 9:10 am:

Brooke, I'm sorry you are going
through this stuff with Jack. I really am. I'm also very worried
about you.

Facebook Message from Brooklyn
Page Napier 10/12/2014 at 9:11 am:

I'm not in a good place right now.
I need help.

Facebook Message from Tyler Ward
10/12/2014 at 9:13 am:

Maybe you need to go on a mission
trip. That's what I do when I need to rehabilitate my
soul.

Facebook Message from Brooklyn
Page Napier 10/12/2014 at 9:14 am:

Yes! We should go on one
together!

Facebook Message from Tyler Ward
10/12/2014 at 9:15 am:

Let me look into it for
you.

Facebook Message from Brooklyn
Page Napier 10/12/2014 at 9:17 am:

Awesome! I don't want to lose you
as a friend. Let’s just forget about what happened between us last
night.

Facebook Message from Tyler Ward
10/12/2014 at 9:18 am:

Okay

Facebook Message from Tyler Ward
10/17/2014 at 10:20 am:

I checked into mission trips and
the good ones are expensive. You don't want to go on a cheap one
your first time.

Facebook Message from Brooklyn
Page Napier 10/17/2014 at 10:21 am:

How much?

Facebook Message from Tyler Ward
10/17/2014 at 10:22 am:

The one to South African is
$7,000

Facebook Message from Brooklyn
Page Napier 10/17/2014 at 10:23 am:

Wow! That is expensive.

Facebook Message from Tyler Ward
10/17/2014 at 10:25 am:

It covers airfare, food, lodging,
and materials to build homes. Most people raise the money through
sponsors at their church. That's how I did it.

Facebook Message from Brooklyn
Page Napier 10/17/2014 at 10:26 am:

I don't go to church
:-(

Facebook Message from Tyler Ward 10/17/2014 at
10:27 am:

Maybe that's where you should
start :-)

Facebook Message from Brooklyn Page Napier
10/20/2014 at 11:28 pm:

I officially filed for
divorce.

Facebook Message from Tyler Ward 10/20/2014 at
11:29 pm:

What?!

Facebook Message from Brooklyn Page Napier
10/20/2014 at 11:30 pm:

I need to see you.

Facebook Message from
Tyler Ward 9/20/2014 10/20/2014 at 11:31 pm:

Okay

Chapter
thirty-two

“I didn't want to wake up. I was
having a much better time asleep. And that's really sad. It was
almost like a reverse nightmare, like when you wake up from a
nightmare you're so relieved. I woke up into a nightmare.”
~Ned Vizzini

Jack Napier – Day 60

It hasn’t been a good morning for me. Asleep,
I have been bombarded with nightmares. Awake, I feel nothing but
doubt, fear, and anxiety. I’m restless like a caged bird that
flutters its wings in hopes of freeing itself.

Harleen has sensed my mood. I can tell she
desperately wants to help me find the truth. This has caused her to
push me out of my comfort zone by asking questions about the night
my family was murdered.

When she came to see me this morning she
skipped the small talk and went right into her
questioning.

"Jack I read your journals. I have to say it's
not what I was expecting. In fact, some of it was very
disturbing."

"What did you expect?" I replied.

"You have such an innocent smile. I just can't
imagine you doing some of the things you wrote about."

"Well, when life rapes you sometimes all you
can do is smile back," I mumbled.

"See that's disturbing, Jack."

"You’re misunderstanding me, I'm just saying
that some things are out of our control. So why fight
it?"

"Rape is a disturbing analogy,
Jack!"

"I was making a point and obviously it
worked!"

"I worry about you. There's a very dark side
to you." Harleen murmured.

"Harleen, we all have a dark side to us. Some
of us embrace it while others run from it. I choose to embrace
it."

"You have to be careful, Jack."

"I know I'm fucked up but I'm not a bad
person. I'm just a good person that had bad stuff happen to
me."

Harleen gazed at me as her eyes swelled. She
then quickly changed the subject.

“
Jack, I would like to talk to you
about what happened the night your family was—”

I quickly interrupted, “Do the police think I
killed my family?”

Catching Harleen off guard, she was silent. I
don’t think she was expecting me to ask that question.

Making it even more awkward I continued, “Do
you think I killed my family?”

I could tell she was unsure. She gave me the
textbook answer I was expecting.

“
Jack, it doesn’t matter what I
think. It only matters what the police can prove. They have found
no evidence that anyone else was in the house and statistically
most people who are murdered in their own home are killed by
someone who is close to them.

The only thing that prevents them from
charging you with murders is the fact they found you tied to a
chair when they arrived at the house," she added.

"I told you, I remembered being tied to the
chair and I have been having flashbacks of Brooke being shot. Then
it's all a blank. I don’t know why I can’t remember!" I
pleaded.

I began punching myself in the head, over and
over again.

Harleen grabbed my arm.

“
Jack, you need to keep it
together. We are so close to knowing what really happened. I need
to ask you some tough questions to see if we can unlock your
memory. You may not like what we uncover, but it will be the truth.
Is that okay?” She said gazing into my eyes. Willing me to tell the
truth.

“
Yes.” I replied.