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       "You, what did you just say" Katy repeated, her voice still a deathly whisper, all traces of humor and happiness gone. I couldn't bring myself to meet her gaze, to see her as she stood there next to my bed. I never have to now though, her state whenever I mention Katrina's name has been burned into my mind, never to leave. It haunts me, torments me, punishes me, no matter how much I try to forget it, just like Katrina dead, Katy's face when I brought up Katrina name is something I would never forget.

       The image has left a permanent mark on my nightmares, that no matter how much I try to forget and how much everyone says it isn't my fault I always know that it was cause of me....ME that Katrina died. It was cause of ME that Katie lost Katrina, her big sister. Somehow as I mulled over these thoughts I moved my head over and looked at Katie. What I saw broke my heart all over again.

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