We got to the hospital, we asked the receptionist if we could see the body of Stacey Tyler, and the receptionist said yeah it's on the second floor, and room 159. The guys, and I made out way to the room. The doctor was going to put her body in one of they thingies where they keep dead bodies until the funeral, and Justin walked in.
"Why aren't you trying anything to save her?" Justin asked, and the doctor looked at Justin.
"It's too late, she hit her head off a rock while she fell in the impact automatically knocked her out, and the water filled her lungs" the doctor says.
"Can we be alone with her for a moment?" Justin asks.
The doctor nodded then walked out, Justin looked at her lifeless body, and I just can't believe that she's actually dead only if I could have found her sooner. Then I realized it's just like Mary all over again.
"Why?" Why?" Why?" Justin was asking, I walked up to him then gave him a hug. Justin, Steven, Ryan, and I all cried.
"Shouldn't we call her brother" Steven suggested.
"I will do it" Justin said.
We nodded then walked out, Justin was on the phone to Damien. We all went home, and sat in silence no one dared uttered a word.
Justin's POV
I can't believe she's gone, I called her brother Damien, told him Stacey's dead, and do you know what he said. Damien said that's good at least she won't be a slut for any longer, I hung up on him, and I can't believe that he said that after he gets told his sister is dead. When we got in the house we never spoke one word, I went into my room where I cried, and I can't believe she killed herself since I love her. The only reason I told her to go back to Damien was because he has some dirt on the guys, and I.
Instead of me telling Stacey the truth I told her to go back to him, I killed her because if I never sent her back she would still be here,and I started breaking everything in my room. It's just like the whole Mary situation all over again, and I wish I could go back 2 hours earlier to stop myself for telling her to go back to Damien. I am sitting on my bed listen to twenty one pilots blurryface album, I never slept all I keep thinking about how Stacey's face would light up when she used to drink Sprite, how she got embarrassed every time I used to call her beautiful then I start to cry again knowing I can't call her beautiful again, and make her laugh.
It's 7:55 am the guys, and I are going to school. It's annoying because I keep going to wake Stacey up but she ain't here, I went downstairs the guys all look like shit since we all looked depressed, and tired.
"Morning" they said.
"Morning" I muttered back.
"We need to start planning the funeral soon" Lee tells me, and I nodded at him.
"Ready to start heading to school?" I asked them, and they nodded.
"What are we going to tell people that ask where Stacey is?" Ryan asks.
"The truth" Lee said.
"Yeah, they will call us murders even more" Steven says.
"Just tell them she's moved to Mexico since they don't need to know shit" I tell them, Lee nodded at me while Ryan, and Steven agreed.
"Come on let's go to the dump we call a school" I say.
*Time skip 3 weeks*
Stacey's funeral was two days ago, it was only the guys, and I that were there since she didn't need anyone else. She had us that's all she needed, we are getting over it but are still hurting, everyone thinks that Stacey is living in Mexico, and they were a few rumors about her. People said she only moved because she wanted to become a stripper or that she got knocked up, and we kicked her out. Lee has found a house somewhere in Texas, we are moving there for a fresh start since it's for the best.
The end
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