Broken

Chapter 5

I stared at that text in shock, rereading it over and over again until I came to my senses. She's going to kill herself. I quickly typed in 911 and called. "911 what's the emergency?" I couldn't find my words. "Hello are you still there?" The lady I called asked.

I finally found my voice and said, "I think my friend is about to commit suicide. Go to her house at 2442 Silver St." She thanked me and I hang up. I put my knees to my chest and rocked back and forth. This can't be happening. No. Please let me be wrong. A tear ran down my cheek and I didn't brush it away. I just sat on my bed, heart beating out of my chest.

It felt like hours, me sitting there with my eyes closed worrying. I thought about how my life would be if she wasn't a part of it. Stop. Nothing's going to happen. Willa would never do it. I hated how I didn't pay more attention to Willa when she was silent. I have no idea the thoughts that may have corrupted her mind. We just went through something that we should have told the police. And it was because of her.

I'm not blaming her for what happened. But my guess is that she thought it was all her fault. I didn't tell her that it wasn't. And I may never will. By then I was balling my eyes out. This is all my fault. I didn't try hard enough. I sat there and prayed. I prayed for Willa to live. For this living hell to stop. For my life to go back to the way it was. With Willa happy.

After an hour, I was laying on my bed, staring at my ceiling trying to think of anything other than Willa. I heard a door creak open, and I didn't even look up. "Mae...." I heard my mother say, her voice cracking. I closed my eyes and put my covers over my face. I didn't want to hear what she was about to say. I already know the truth. It was showered all over me by that text.

"I'm afraid... There has been a terrible accident." Yeah sure. An accident. Of course it wasn't anyone's fault in your opinion. You have no idea what happened. When I didn't respond, she kept going. "I see that you may already know. She's in a better place now Mae..."

I jerked out from under my covers. "No she's not mom. She's dead. There is nowhere more important to be than with your friends and family. Willa will never marry. She will never have children. She will never drive, or graduate, or be the maid of honor at my wedding. Her life is over. She has left her family and I will NEVER see her again!"

When I yell this, she stays there in shock. I can tell she wants to fight back, but she doesn't have the energy to. She stands up and leans over to kiss my forehead. "You will see her in another life." She whispers. I stare her in the eye for a moment before she leaves. I collapse back into my bed and sob. I won't ever see her again. I don't believe in after life. I eventually fall asleep, drowned in my own tears.

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Several days later

There weren't as many people as I hoped there to be at Willa's funeral. Lots of them were kids from school that vaguely knew Willa. Of course, Camari and the rest of my ex friends weren't there. It only made me feel lonelier. It was really dull and mournful. I barely listened to anyone speak.

"Mae Costello, Willa's best friend, would like to say a few words." At the sound of my name, I stood up and walk over to the podium. I was dried out of tears, I didn't think I could cry again. That was until I looked over at Willa's brother and father. Their eyes were red and they were holding hands, their knuckles white. I felt a tear threaten to come out.

I cleared my throat. "I wasn't only Willa's best friend. She was truly mine also." I didn't have a speech written out, but I didn't need one. "She fully understood me and I mostly understood her. We were always there for each other, no matter how bad things were. We would laugh and share jokes and secrets.

"These last few weeks, I could tell something was off with her. I tried to get her to tell me, but she just shooed it away. It worried me, more than you can imagine. I could see her plummeting into depression. She was falling apart, and I felt the pressure as if I was the only one that could hold her together. She went through some very hard things and I tried to help push her through them. But my hope wasn't enough. She needed to believe in herself.

"I just hope things get better. Thank you." My face was red by then. I couldn't stop the tears, and my mascara was all over. I walked down the steps and I accidentally took a peek at the audience. Most were crying or looking at me pitifully. But what really caught my eye was Indie. She was actually here. When she saw me looking at her, she smiled with sympathy in her eyes. It brought my heart up the tiniest bit to see her there.

But I knew things weren't going to get better. Maybe ever with Willa not around. I took a seat and stared at my lap the rest of the time, wondering how horrible my life was going to be knowing that I could've done more. That I could've done more to save Willa.

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