Five

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"How are you feeling?" I frowned, her face is pale and the tint in her lips are a bright blue. She looks so sick.

"I'd have to ask you the same question" she sighs, staring at the thousands of messages from Cale

"We broke up Violet, I'm so sorry I-"

"Kristy, please don't apologise to me, that's my job" she said, a sad tone in her voice

I looked at her eyes, something wasn't right today.

"What's wrong Vi?" I can't bare to see her so empty

"The make a wish people came today" she clenched her eyes shut

"They obviously think I'm gone soon" her voice shook

Tears were begging to spill.

"You're okay, they just want to do it while you were slightly healthier" I lied

"Do I look healthy" she coughed

"Stop-stop it, stop thinking like that, you're fine Violet" I yelled.

Violet was afraid to die. Ever since she was 8. I remember watching a movie about this girl who died, she was trying to communicate with her family but she just got blocked off by their thoughts and emotions, I remember Violet crying at midnight, afraid she was going to die. I swear if I could, I would put myself in her position just so she gets outs of hers.

"I can't help it" she whispered

"I know" I sighed "but you can't just put yourself down like that"

She nodded

"Kristy" she croaked

"Mm" I hummed

"I made something" she pulled out a huge scrap book, her fingertips slightly touching the cover

"This is what I want to happen after I go" she cleared her throat

I stared at the first page.

A collage of me smiling

'Smile'

'Be happy'

A tear ran down my cheek. I wiped it with the sleeve of my sweater.

There were just pages and pages of photos I forgot we had of the whole family.

I flipped the page to Sam, and to what I assume a model from a magazine pasted next to him.

"I want Sam to move on" her lip quivered

I clenched my eyes closed flipping the page.

Me and Cale. Cale with a cut out cheater head. I snickered turning the page.

Luke. Luke with two thumbs up and a pasted photo of me "kissing his cheek" in reality, Cale was supposed to be in that position.

"Where'd you get a photo of Luke?" I raised an eyebrow

"He came in this morning"

"Why?" I widened my eyes

"I don't know" she shrugged "but you guys are dating"

"No we're not" I squeaked

She giggled as I turned the page

LUKE + KRISTY

"How do you have time for this?" I chuckled turning the page

Dear Kristy,-

"You can't read that" she slammed the book closed

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