Broken

Pain......

Chris's pov. Blood poured from my head as I heard the evil cackle of my fathers voice. I felt a stabbing pain in my stomach and deride out in pain. Blood....everywhere......staining the oak floor. I felt dizzy and fell to the cold hard grind. My head pounded from blood loss. Twisted screams escaped from me and then I felt my body drift away into the darkness and I knew I would never feel pain again.....I knew I was in a better place..... Emily's Pov. Chris's lifeless body lay on the hard ground his body covered in blood my heart stopped dead and I felt sick. He was dead. My heart ached and I saw the knife that had killed him shimmering on the ground I took it into my hand and softly pulled it across my arm then plunged it deep into my chest punching my heart.....I knew I couldn't face what they did to us alone I knew I wasn't strong enough or brave enough...... Kate's pov. Screams awoke me from my sleep and I sat up and walked to my window......I'm sure they came from Chris's house but I knew I was probably just paranoid. I smiled and lay back down thinking how cute Chris must look while he is sleeping peacefully. I imagine what his room would be like....I smiled and fell into a deep sleep. The next mourning I awoke got dressed. (A plain mint green t-shirt and a mini skirt and my hair hung loosely. I hope Chris likes the way I look today) I rushed downstairs and shouted bye to my mam and ran stright across the street to Chris's house I only noticed a few steps away that their was a police car parked outside i ran quicker and knocked on the door. A women answered and it was obvious she had been crying and her smile was sad. I saw a police man in the hall and he glanced at me and said "hello. Did you know Chris? Do you have any idea why he might have killed himself and another young girl?"I stared and tears rippled down my face I sobbed "Chris is dead how he would never hurt himself or another human bean." The man stared and looked at me with pity and then the women (who I think is Chris's mum) replied "This is one of Chris's friends she walks to school with him every mourning and walks back with him every night." I stared still shocked but then I noticed something she didn't seem sad. Yes she was crying but she didn't seem shocked or even confused and Chris's dad didn't even have any sign of emotion on his face. The police man stared at me and said softly and calmly "I can tell Chris was a good friend to you. I need to know why he might do this? Has anyone been mean or treated him badly?" I stood there speechless as my heart crumbled and gasped in between sobs " some people at our school bullied him and me.....but he never seemed to worry.......who was the girl.....he would never.......hurt........a......fly" I was gasping for breath and the police man looked at me with a worried exasperation that's the last thing I remember before I fainted.