Bella's point of view:

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I was walking back to my house to drop my stuff off and get changed. When I went through the front door, I was greeted with bologna sandwiches, "No thanks, I have to go get changed". I walked up to my room, which smelled of roses and lavender but all I smelled was hibiscus.

My door was closed. The only other room up their was Lilly's room. We attended her funeral, 2 years ago. We made a promise to not open her door, unless, shit what day is it! It was October 14th, the day Lilly overdosed... 

I walked into Lilly's bedroom and there was my mom sitting on her bed with a glass hibiscus flower.

"Mom?"

" Oh, sorry Bella." She wipes her eyes. " What do you need honey?"

" Oh, nothing I was going to grab Lily's blue dress but I had to ask you first.."

"I guess that's fine," She pauses, " just don't get it dirty."

"Thanks mom, love you."

I give her a kiss on the forehead and pause in the doorway. I look at how she kept her room and I imagined her on the bed writing in her leather diary. Then I closed the door. 

I grabbed the blue dress, putting it on. I thought I could still feel the warmth of her touch on my shoulder. Dammit I miss her

I walk out of the door and down the street.

there is a figure in the snow. I run over, "Oh my god, oh my god!"  It-s-s...Katherine, she's ice cold. I roll her over on her back and she is bleeding out of her cheek, I put my ear to her chest. No heartbeat... I get my phone out of my pocket and I dropped it in the lake. "Dammit!" I look in her jacket and find her phone the lock saver... It's us when we were kids and in a tiny font it reads " on the right is me the dork and on the left that is Bella the girl who betrayed me for popularity..." I unlock the phone and call 9-1-1. They tell me they are on their way and to start CPR.





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