I ran out of the bathroom hysterical. I threw open the door and ran out screaming. Michael jumped out of his truck and ran to me. I remember screaming, "she's dead! She's dead!" over and over again. We sat there on my lawn, embracing one another. Him holding me. Eventually, he picked me up and carried me to his truck where he sat me down and kissed me on the head, shutting the door. He pulled out his cellphone and called the police.
He got back in the car and held me as I shook and sobbed, uncontrollably. Maybe I should wait until I'm home to reminisce.
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The Note
FanfictionEveryone in Nat's life seems to abandon her, making goodbyes hard for her. That's why she left a note; she couldn't bare to look him in the eyes and say goodbye. When he comes back to town, she can't make herself face him to explain. Nat is left bro...
