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It Was My Fault.

*WARNING: my be trigger for younger audiences*

Amelia's POV-

"We have some bad news about Mr. Mahone. He was in a car crash. He passed away." The caller said.

"No" I whispered. I hung the phone up. At this point I didn't care I didn't care about anything I didn't care it was my fault Austin was dead. It was my fault.

No he can't be dead. But he was. Why was God torturing me! Why did he hate me so much to take away everyone I loved! Why!

I ran up to the bathroom and grabbed a blade and slashed my wrist right open I didn't care. He was gone. Austin was gone. Jasmine was gone.

Everyone I loved gone! IT WAS MY FAULT! I cut myself so many times I lost count. I screamed in anger and hurt.

I was mentally and physically broken.

Why me?! Why!

"Amelia?" I heard a voice from downstairs.

It was Tabitha. Great.

"Just go away Tabitha." I cried.

I heard footsteps running up the stairs.

"Amelia open this door right now!" Tabitha yelled.

"HES DEAD TABITHA AUSTIN IS DEAD HE DIED OK?! I DONT CARE!" I yelled screaming and sobbing.

"Amelia.. I" Tabitha started.

"Just leave me alone!" I yelled at her. "Forever."

All went quiet and after a couple hours I opened the door. I knew I had to put on an act for everyone. I knew the media would talk about this. Austin's death and Jasmines.

I knew I had to make it look like I was ok. When I truly wasn't.

"Amelia?" Someone yelled up from the staircase. It was Mom.

I fell to the ground as I began to sob again.

I heard her run up the stairs.

"Baby I'm so so so sorry." She whispered into my ear, holding me in her arms.

*funeral 3days later*

I looked around at the blur of black in the small church room.

I was broken more then ever. I couldn't do this. I wanted to die. I wanted to be with Jasmine and Austin.

After the funeral everyone gave their apologizes to me. They meant nothing to me. None of what they said would bring him back. Nothing would he was gone.

The drunk driver hit his car after I threw him out. It was my fault. If I hadn't

It was my fault.

It haunted me.