Hannah's POV
I visit her grave.
It's lonely, and seems ghostly and mysterious.
Unlike her. Yet so much like her.
It's perfect.
I lay the roses on top, knowing she loves roses, while I despise roses. But for her, I'll try to love them.
"Get up."
I whirl around to see Caleb standing over me.
"Come on." He says and walks away.
I stand up slowly and follow him.
We walk in silence, and the questions in my head are killing me.
"Why did you kill her?" I blurted out.
He barely glances at me. "Classified." He mutters.
"Not classified enough for me." I glare at him.
He stops and faces me. "Then you'll kill me before I tell you." He snarls.
I continue walking, leaving him to catch up.
He runs after me.
"Did you mean to kill me instead?" I ask.
He hesitates then shakes his head.
I feel anger in the out of my stomach. "You we're going to kill her all along! Why? You should've shot me instead!" I yell, and abandon him.
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It should've been me.
Without thinking, I seize a piece of paper and begin writing:
Ways of Suicide
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-Cutting Too Deep
-Pills
-Hanging
-Purposely Car Crash
-Starve
-Dehydration
-Bleed To Death
-Drowning
-Shoot With a Gun
-Suffocation
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I finish my list and tape it to the wall next to the bed, and cry.
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Remains
Teen FictionSarah is gone. Or is she? She left clues. Clues to what happened to her. Caleb tells Hannah what happened, but is it the truth? SEQUEL TO THE EMO DESTROYED MY RELATIONSHIP. *Major Spoilers**
