It All Started In Paris

***Charlottes point of view

It was determined that Thomas' death wasn't an accident. It could have been suicide or murder. The breaks were cut with some sort of sharp blade. Now I think about it maybe Toby's "suicide" wasn't a suicide. Maybe he really was killed, and maybe the same person killed Tom. I hate to think about him being dead. When I saw the news report I was so shocked I just froze, no emotions were running through me, I couldn't move and couldn't feel anything. It wasn't until Ethan turned off the television that I actually began to cry. It was like that with Amy, when my mom rang me I just froze, until a wave of pain rolled over me and I just broke down.

Amy's funeral is today and I don't know if I can bring myself to go. I leave Ethan's house to go get a suitable dress, I walk because I can't trust my car to be safe. I catch myself looking around, suspicious of everyone. If someone did kill my best friends, then who was it and why us? The sky was grey and there was large puddles forming on the bumpy tarmac. The puddles water seeping through to my socks from my now sopping wet red converse. My hair was in knots, makeup smeared from last night and my clothes crinkled. My head aches from how much I have cried and I can feel dry tears on my face. Every now and then I feel my eyes burn and tears stream down my face. 3 of my best friends have died, and I could be paranoid but the question that keeps coming to my mind is who's next? I open the door to my house and step inside, it felt empty without him. I knew that even though I was destroyed, I needed to say goodbye to Amy, I needed to have that. I slumped upstairs and looked through my closet. I found a plain black dress and as I begin to put it on I hear something. It sounds like footsteps, heavy footsteps. I get so scared, I was frozen yet again. Someone was downstairs. I run into my cupboard and hide in the corner. am I next? I didn't even say goodbye! I can hear the footsteps getting closer and closer. I try to hold my sobs in as I hear my bedroom door open. I close my eyes and the cupboard door swings open. Is this it?

"Charlotte?" I hear a familiar voice say. I open my eyes and see Naomi. I let out all my sobs and feel tears streaming down my face.

"Oh my god, Charlotte, come here." Naomi says reaching out to me. I slowly come out, feeling embarrassed, revealed and scared. She hugs me and calms me down. I explain to her everything that happened and she told me that it is all okay and that she is here now. She helps me in to my dress, fixes my hair and puts on a minimalist amount of makeup.

*

We are at Amy's funeral, me and Naomi are sobbing uncontrollably the whole time. I want to leave but I can't, I owe it to Amy. I walk up to the alter and begin my speech. "Amy was so special. She was a real gift to the world. She made everyone around her so happy. If I didn't have her I am not too sure if I wold have been able to get though the past few years. I will always love Amy. I will always admire the way she would light up a room when she walked into it and how everyone she met would love her. I wish I was more like Amy, stronger and more confident.She will forever be with us and I will remember her life not her death. Hope you're having a good one up there Amy!".

I sit down, shaking and nervous to what people may have thought but most importantly i wonder what Amy thought. Naomi said her speech and it was beautiful and left not a dry eye in the whole church. I miss our group, I miss having everyone. Nothing will ever be the same again. Pretty soon we make out way back to Ethan's house and I immediately go to bed. I have so many thoughts on my mind, but the same one keeps popping up, who's next? I may be paranoid but I have a really bad feeling in the pit of my stomach as I cry myself to sleep.