Slowly Fading

Chapter 22

DANNYS POV:

It's been two weeks since Janette left my body. I felt it immediately, it was an amazing feeling. Felt free, like I could do anything.

Except that same day that I felt free was the same day I decided to sit in the room where my savior rested. When I went in there, there was this boy that I had seen around school a few times. I tried talking to him but all I got out of him was that his name was Benjamin Wringler, and that he loved Katerina. Just as much as me maybe even more. He also kept saying that it was my fault that she was in a coma. I kept trying to reassure him that it wasn't my fault but he didn't believe me. I just wish I could remember the last thing she said to me. Except that it was a fight. Because of Janette, really this whole thing was Janette's fault.

I was sitting in her room, at around 4 a am I no longer heard the constant beeping. The beeping for each was a heart beat. No heart beat was found. To be completely honest I cried. I loved her since I first laid eyes on her. I should've told her, it never had to end like this. I'm so stupid. Stupid. Stupid.

Not only did I lose the girl I loved, I lost my best friend. Paul had moved away to Chicago with his friend Dave. He only said that it was my fault for Katerina. I really don't think it was my fault. She just didn't want to see me suffer, she was just a girl in love.

If only I had the chance to tell her, or even just show her how I feel.

Today is the first time I'm seeing all of the people who care about her. I'm just disappointed that her dad still didn't show up. I'm sitting next to Paul and we are talking very quietly, while looking at her open casket.

"You really loved her" I said to him.
"You did too, why did you even go with Janette? You knew that she loved you"
"I guess I was just trying to make her jealous, but that obviously turned into way more than jealousy"
He nods at me as I see a tear roll down his face. I know this is really hurting Paul because he's never emotional.
"Do you know what he said last?" I look at him, and he looks back at me.
"She said that she loves me"
"You won her heart, you are the real winner here"
We both then just sit in silence.

After the funeral I went home and went right to the tree in my backyard. I leaned up against it and started talking to myself.

"Katerina, I know that you probably can't hear me, but I want you to know that I love you. I'm going to be with you soon. I'm dying from the inside out without you. I need you. I need you. I want you. I'm sorry"

Then I took a blade from out of my pocket, and as I slid the cold metal across my throat I could feel myself becoming closer and closer to her.