Fire Fuels The Flame.

Rest In Peace.. We will miss you.

Trinty's POV

I feel a pain in my chest. It hurts.. I gasp for air. Nothing happens. I feel my body turn cold. Emily looks at me along with Brooklyn.

"Trinity?" Brooklyn calls out for me.

"Oh my god.. Shes suffocating or something!" Emily shouts out. I feel the car come to a immediate stop.

"What?!" The red head says.

"Drive back to the hospital! They messed her up or something!!" Emily yells at the red head.

My vision gets cloudy as I see everything fade into darkness.

--(Ten minutes later)--

Erica's POV

I sit by the section Trinity is in. They're still examining her.

I see a doctor with long brown hair walk out of the section. She turns to the red head weirdo social worker.

I hear them talking. The red haired girl points to were Me,Mikayla,Emily & Brooklyn are standing. The doctor walks over to us.

"Are you guys family of miss Trinity?"

"Yes." I manage to say.

"Okay.. She had what we think is a heart attack but we also found out she had a disease that slowly poisons the blood in her, and it was triggered during her stay at North-Bridge so she.."

"Shes dead." The doctor spits out.

"Dead? DEAD? DEAD!?" Brooklyn says.

"It's all my fault!! If I didn't crash the truck we wouldn't have got taken here and she wouldn't have gotten that disease triggered and--"

"Brooklyn stop.." Emily says.

"It's true though. It's all my fault.."

"Brooklyn, Stop." Emily says sternly with attitude.

"Emily don't tell me that this isn't true, it's all my fault! You know it is!" I say getting emotional. The doctor steps away.

"Brooklyn I said stop. It isn't your fault. You didn't know that you were going to pass out, so stop it. Right Now." Emily gives me a glare as the red haired girl slowly walks over to us.

"Lets not have any more deaths today alright?" I go to say something, probably mean, but Brooklyn shoots me a glare before I do. We all get up and slowly exit the building.

I feel.. nothing actually. For once, I don't feel like joking around or being happy.. I don't feel sad or even care for others.. I feel nothing. We pile into the van, like before but.. Brooklyn and Emily sit together in the back. No one fills the void in the front. Brooklyn is trying not to cry. She can't help but feel sad. She can't be happy anymore. Trinity's gone. There's nothing we can do about it.

The car drives off, with us sad people in it.

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Brooklyn's POV

I can't be happy. I can't be excited. I can't help but feel sadness.. Pain. The urge to just open the car door, and jump out and get run over by a car.. Then to be with Trinity, dead.

But I won't. Because these people that I live with, my best friends, my family.. Everyone, they keep me tied to the ground and I will stay with them, until the end. Until my soul finally breaks.