[C] In Your Arms

i love you.

I haven't seen Brooke in days now. She probably is still haunted by what happened a few days ago.

"Where's Brooke?" Anderson asked me.

"I don't know, I haven't seen her," I answered.

We decided to run to her flat, and much to my surprise...

She lays down there, with pills scattered around and police surrounding the whole room.

She killed herself.

I saw a little note on the desk, with one saying for Ainsley, and one for Anderson.

I read the note.

Dear Ainsley,

Thank God I have met you. You are such a wonderful person inside and out. Keep being you, and be strong always. Don't be like me as you see now, laid on the floor with no signs of life. Damn, no words can tell how much I admire your passion for journalism and your love for Anderson. Please enjoy the time you have now with Anderson. I love you, girl. Until we meet again.

- Brooke

I just left without even knowing. I decided to go back to the office.

I locked the door and began to cry as I punched the wall, and began to harm myself. Blood began to fall down, dripping like the rain. I was just about to attempt suicide when...

"Ainsley? Ainsley!"