I Need U // Park Jimin

CHAPTER 20: Gone

-Melody's POV-

I walked from the door to Katrina's empty bed back and fourth, with my fingers in my mouth. I couldn't stop moving, and after 30 mins my fingernails were all bitten off. Meanwhile Layla was just sat on the bed, looking down at the floor.
We didn't have time to get bored - Instead we got more and more anxious every minute.

Finally, a nurse came in and stopped in front of me. She looked slightly scared.
"Follow me," She gestured.
We followed her, into a hallway. I wondered where we were going - The nurse did not tell us.
"So, are you close friends to her?" The nurse asked, as she faced Layla. It's because I went to the bathroom while they talked to eachother. So I kind of missed out on the conversation. But Layla told me there was nothing important I needed to know.
"Yes, we are both close to her." Layla scratched her head.

I assumed they were talking about Katrina, so I kept quiet. Why did Layla say I am close with Katrina? I suppose it would become extremely complicated if we told her the whole story.
The nurse led us into an empty room - Everything was white, and there was nothing but a bed. There was no monitor next to it either.

But then I saw a white sheet on the bed, and there was definitely a body underneath it.

No...

This...

Can't be happening...

"No...NOOO!" I shouted, as I ran up to the white sheet and knelt next to it. The nurse left to give me and Layla some space.
"Katrina... I'm so sorry..." I cried with my head in my hands.
"You don't deserve this..."
I looked up to Layla with red eyes - She was crying too. I stared back at the cold body in front of me

"Katrina..." I whispered.
Another person in my life has died. Mum & Tessa are gone, dad and danielle feel distant, Jimin is not in this country. And now, Katrina is dead.

Because of me. It was all me.

I killed Katrina...

My mind replayed the thought over and over again.

Suddenly, my head felt dizzy and my vision went blurry.
"Katrina.."  I whispered for the last time,

before I blacked out.

-Layla's POV-
Oops. Melody fainted. I shook her shoulders, but of course she didn't wake up. So I ran into the hallway, waved at the nurse to come.
"Are you okay, dear?" She dashed towards me.
"My friend has fainted from shock," I pointed towards the room.

When she saw Melody on the floor, she got two doctors to help carry her onto a nearby hospice bed. I stayed with Melody, and after 20 mins she opened her eyes.
"W...Where am I?" She groaned.
"You fainted so you're in a hospital bed," I told her assertively.

"Where's Katrina??" She had come back to her senses.
"She's been taken away now..." I tried to sound like I wasn't upset - Otherwise I would've burst out crying.
Melody closed her eyes and frowned.
I sighed, as I ruffles my hair with my hands.
"We'll stay for 30 more mins then we'll go home

Ah, what mess I got myself into.

But I couldn't help being like this ; a bully ; Katrina's assistant. No one knew how powerful Katrina was - Extremely stubborn and always determined. A lot of the times her determination went towards the wrong thing - Like this 'plan'. Whenever I tried to tell her she was going too far, she'd ignore me.

To tell the truth, I'm as scared and guilty as Melody is.
Katrina never liked to admit defeat or show any sign of weakness. She told me a long time ago, that she got bullied in America at the dance studio. And that's why she came back to England. She couldn't deal with it anymore, and her parents got concerned.

I always knew that under all of that intimidation was an insecure girl, who was suffering. She was afraid of what other people think about her, and felt vulnerable. And so she decided to turn into a 'Don't you mess with me or else' kind of person. She had no one to talk to.

That's how she became like this, but Katrina would never want me to tell her that. It's too personal.
Melody was the only person she could take it all out on. What she did to Katrina was an accident but hurtful.
I really felt Katrina's pain so I promised I would be there for her no matter what, and I helped her with her plan.

It's like she was crying out for help - And I told myself that it's my job to make her happy. Not even one person, except me, knew she was in pain.