A tragedy.

Twelve

*new characters*

Tyler (Ty) -17
thomas sangster but with silver hair

Luke- 18
Luke Hemmings

Micheal *spelt differently on purpose*- 16
Michael clifford

Wes- 19
Jeremy sumpter

Harry- 20
Harry styles

Ok so my data is shit so idk if my updates will get published.

If they don't publish, I'll just publish the new chapters once my data gets restarted.
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Its been a year since Caroline went missing. I still feel like it was yesterday though.

Ive started drinking..its a little much but what else am I supposed to do?

A few months after she went missing they found her body in the lake near the edge of town. Someone was diving or something and found her.

They immediately called 911 and the news. Soon after the lake grounds were swarmed with cops. Even news helicopters were soaring the sky, trying to catch a glimpse. 

She was all over the news, I mean she had been before that. But all of a sudden everyone cared to watch because they found her.

A few days later I went with her parents to identify the body. they had stopped by my house and asked if i wanted to.

As soon as I saw her the tears started flowing. Her body was beaten and bruised, she was so pale.

They said she'd been raped, multiple times. There were rope marks across her neck and arms. She had deep gashes all over her small fragile body

They had clear plastic wrap on her like they were about to put her in a box and store her away.

They had taken off her soaking wet and torn clothes. Her parents asked for them,but they said it was needed as evidence.

I couldn't believe someone could do that to Caroline, to my Caroline. She was only 15 and her life was down the drain.

I snap out of my thoughts when I feel rain on my cheek. I forgot I was at the pool. Caroline loved the pool so much, we were basically here everyday.

I reached into my pocket and pull out
Two oxy tens. I pop them in my mouth and lay back. Not caring the rain will soak my dry clothes.

I've gotten into some pretty bad shit since Caroline died. I mean fuck its only been a year and I've already done every drug under the sun. I keep looking for anything to forget.

Forget the pain, forget the regret, but most of all forget her. Unfortunately nothing has worked. Some semi work but only for a few hours. And I still hear her in my thoughts, laughing and saying my name.

I even stopped going to school, I kept getting expelled so everyone just gave up on me. No one cares anymore, I mean sure I get worried looks every now and then.

But honestly I don't even give a fuck about myself anymore so why should they. I've tried therapy and medicine but nothing worked. I was in too deep, my depression was too out of hand.

I always feel as though she hated me for not being there for her. But deep down I know she blamed no one. She was so precious and fragile.

I stand up and walk to the edge of the pool, looking at my reflection. I hated what I saw. I hate the person I've become, but I can't stop.