Chapter 6

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Winters pov
I run out of the room trying to hold in my tears till i get to a private place. I don't really know where that is going to be because I'm in a hospital. Surely there is some where around here where I can have a little privacy. I see a little one person bathroom perfect. I walk in lock the door and start crying. I wish he wouldn't have died. I wish I had. It just isn't right that that guy is killing people just to make me upset. Just kill me. Let them live. I'm tired of always feeling like everything is my fault. No wait. I'm tired of everything being my fault.
"Hey. Open the door. I need to talk to you." its Summers voice. I know her voice better than I know mine. But she is also the last person I want to talk to right now. I guess I don't really have any other option though. I have to open the door.
"What do you want" I ask coldly
"I want my friend, my sister, the person I come to when I am going through tough times, I want to find that girl and get her to come to my dad's funeral."
"Oh. Ok. So you blame me for his death and then you ask me to come to his funeral. Plus not only that you also say that like it's some kind of joke. Well it's not. It's not a joke. Its real life. It's my life. It is my fault that he's dead and you know that. What is it? Why won't you just accept the facts?"
"I know this is hard for you. It's hard for me to. I just want you to be with me. Even if it is your fault. I don't care. You are Winter. You are my best friend. I want you to be with me like I was with you when your parents died."
"Fine, is it time to go?"
"Ya"
"Then let's go" I say
"Off we go" she says with a small laugh
I can't believe she thinks this is a joke. Like she's just gonna wake up and her dad is gonna be there. This is not a really long, scary,  bad, nightmare. It's real life. It's funny how she thinks this is a joke. I just wish that we could go back to normal. Well if you can call crazy teenage girls normal.
We get in the car and start driving to the police station where the funeral is being held. The police thought it was most fit if we held the funeral there, so that the murder couldn't kill us. Which in my opinion that wasn't a good idea. Maybe, I could just sacrifice my life for Summer and what's left of her family.

"Winter", Summer says snapping me out of my trance.
"Yeah"
"What would you do if I sacrificed my life for you", she asked. I looked at her in a odd way. "What?"
"Nothing. I was just thinking the same thing is all."
"Oh. Well, what would you do?" ask
I was taken back for a moment. Didn't know what to say.
"I don't know. Honestly I would probably get really depressed and probably eventually kill myself. You can not do that. He will still be after us and it would solve nothing." I said
"Ok then. At least I know how u feel."
"Yup"
"Girls we are here"says her mom
"Ok" we both say as we get out of the car and straighten our dresses
We walk into the funeral and mourn his death.

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