Green, White, and Blue ~ A KotLC tale...

˗ˏˋ46: Dex'ˎ˗

TA: major character death, suicide

Sophie's dead.

She's really, truly gone. I'd never see her again. Never talk to her again. Never jump through her window and annoy her. Never sing another song with her. Not even write another song with her. My cousin was gone. The Moonlark. Sophie Elizabeth Foster Ruewen.

Grady was in the search party that found her. I could never imagine what it was like for him, seeing her body laying there. Broken.

I'd always thought she was invincible. There was no height she couldn't survive, no blow that would end her.

Yet she still died. Died. Dead. Forever.

It was hard to grasp that she wouldn't be coming back. I still wanted to run over to her house to talk, or go ask my parents if I could join the next search. She couldn't really be gone. She had so much spirit and energy, personality. There's no way it's just... gone. How could it be gone?

Why did she have to go, why did she have to leave? She was my best friend. I talked to her about everything, I went to her for every little problem. I still went into her room and talked to the walls, like it was the same thing as her.

We had been living in Eternalia for about four months. The walls had to have soaked up at least some of her.

Edaline never even came out of her room since we went to identify the body. Grady, Edaline, and I. It was her, it was definitely her. They ran the blood just in case, it was hers too. As much as I wanted to believe for the entire time that it was fake, as soon as those results came back my heart broke. It shattered into millions of pieces that I couldn't pick back up.

It was on the news later that day. Cadoc called it a suicide. The police called it a suicide. She'd been missing for days then her footprints led to the cliff. Hers were the only footprints. Suicide.

No matter how much she joked about it, I never thought she'd actually jump off a cliff. She wasn't like that. Even with everything that had happened in her life, she kept going. She used it to make her stronger, happier, more appreciative of the things she had. Until those few days before she went missing, a little over a week ago, She'd always been so happy. Knowing what happened with the texts she was sent, I still suspected something happened. The police said it wasn't possible. She didn't have her phone on her and there'd been no new messages from Unknown. No one was there when she jumped, and even though there's a strong possibility that she was threatened, they still ruled it a suicide. They just wanted to take the easy road after not getting any new leads.

My cousin wouldn't have killed herself. She would've come to me or Keefe or Grady and Edaline. She would've gone to anyone before doing something like that.

I threw my remote at the TV as Cadoc continued talking. It smashed right through, broken and shattered. Like Sophie at the bottom of the cliff.

"Dex?!" My mom threw open the door to my room. She must've heard the crash. As she looked at my TV, she understood what happened. "I was just watching it downstairs." I noticed her red eyes, tears still dripping down her cheeks. She sat down on my bed next to me, wrapping her arm around my shoulder. "It's not fair and it's not right."

"No, it's not." I agreed. "We told them, we told them she wouldn't kill herself. She wouldn't have jumped. She wouldn't do that to Grady and Edaline. We showed them the texts, the detectives even found the camera! Someone clearly killed her and she deserves justice. I swear, I'm going to find who did this, Mom. They're going to regret ever messing with her." She leaned her head down onto mine, rubbing my shoulder with her thumb.

"Honey, I want to know what really happened as much as you do. We all love Sophie with all our hearts. But we can't lose you too. And I'm afraid that if whoever did this to her found out you were after them, they'd do the same to you. Let the adults handle it. Grady and I were talking about hiring a private detective. If Sophie really did... kill herself, we'd be able to know for sure." I only nodded, my throat too dry to talk. I was so worried about her. I knew she wasn't dead, I just knew it. If they needed proof, I wasn't just going to rely on some private detective. I'd get it myself.