The Crash

Chapter Twenty-Four

Nathans POV

I watched as the doctor handed me a piece of folded up paper with Hazels handwriting on it.

She’s dead. I can’t believe it. He killed her.

“Nath we will be outside alright?” Jay said and I nodded as they all walked out to the hall.

I let a few tears fall as it sunk in. She’s dead and she’s not coming back. They never let me see her and now she is dead.

I opened the folded piece of paper and began to read it.

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Dear Nathan,        

I hope you never have to read this letter but one can never be to carful. I told the police everything. I told them about Ryan’s plan, everything that happened at the airport, and even my part to play in this. But more importantly I told them who Ryan was. I told them what he looked like, where he lived, everything about him. I know once he finds out then he will come after me and kill me. And if you are reading this then he probably has.

They haven’t let me see you because they don’t want me to do you any more harm. And I wish I could have seen that you were okay with my own eyes. Just know one thing. None of this was your fault. All of this was my fault. I was desperate and made some really stupid mistakes.

I hope they catch Ryan and I hope they kill him or sentence him to a life in prison. Because you never deserved this, none of it. I wish I could take back what I did, but I cant.

I’m really sorry. Love Always,

Hazel.

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I reread it over and over again. She was really gone and there was no bringing her back. I put the letter down and cried. Ryan had killed her and odds were I was next.

I don’t care though; I’m so fucked up in the head already. Dying seems like my best option. I folded the letter up and wiped away my tears. The boys all walked in and sat down. “Nathan I’m really sorry.” Tom said,

But I just shook my head and stayed quiet.

I stayed quiet for awhile.

The whole two weeks I had to be in that place I stayed quiet.

The whole way home I stayed quiet.

And when we got to the flat I stayed quiet.

I was happy to be home. But after what happened they can’t just expect me to go back to being myself again. We had a funeral for Hazel but we were the only ones there. I haven’t heard anything about Ryan either.

He just seemed to disappear.

I had no choice but to go back to being in a boy band after two months of sitting around the house doing nothing and staying quiet. So I hid behind a fake smile and I stayed up late re reading the letter and I thought about when Ryan would attack next.

I didn’t know if would be sooner than I thought.

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