Sara gripped her head as she slumped down on the bathroom floor.
Shes gone, She though, terrified. Shes gone and its all my fault!!
She began to hyperventalate as the flashback played in her mind.
Stepping out into the hallway as Emily backed out of the room, her face expressionless.
Opening the door to find the man, calling 911.
Getting the hell out of there.
But now shes gone....and I could have stopped it....I COULD HAVE STOPPED IT!!!
She cringed as the thought that someones blood was on her hands.
Tears started pouring as she ran out of the bathroom, nearly running over someone.
"Oh..Hey Sara! Whats wrong...?"
Right as the images began tormenting her brain once more, she fell to the feet of her friend.
"Sara!!!!"
Jacky comforted her friend until she was stable enough to speak.
"i-its all m-m-my fault...." Jacky pulled her in closer as she began relaying the story. "Emilys gone...and its my fault..."
".....How is it your fault..." Jacky barely whispered.
"I could have talked to her about it....i could have been there for her....she thought it was her fault Kate died....i could have told her otherwise....why did she have to hang herself..."
Sara began sobbing without tears as Jacky took it all in.
"Sara. Sara look at me." She held her friends face parallel to hers. "Theres only one was to fix this. You know it."
Sara nodded.
She stood up, still shaking incredibly, and slit her own throat as her friend watched.
