Finding Rebecca

Epilogue: Six Months Later

One week after the funeral: 

I sit here. Staring at their graves, the knife next to me. We were all so happy until Adley killed herself, then things were never quite the same. Six months ago, Rebecca killed herself too. Her body was found about two weeks ago, and the funeral was last week. I have nothing left, my two best friends are dead, people pity me, and every person asks me the same question: How are you holding up? I can't take it anymore, I can't come here and not wish they were still alive. The thoughts of what I'm about to do are becoming stronger, and my therapist says that they'll eventually pass, and I can go and live life normally. But how can someone live normally when both of the people you cared about most are gone? I sure as hell can't, so I've decided to take the way out they did. I don't care anymore. Eventually someone will find me. I pick up the knife and place it over my heart. In one swift motion I plunge it deep into my chest, and the world fades to black.