The String, A Story Of Soulmates

Sam's POV

"It should've been me!", I cried out as I read the note. Tears fell out of my eyes.

Amanda fell to the floor, basically screaming. I fell with her and held the note tightly. I heard giant sobs come from both me and Amanda. Lukas stood over her and put his hand on her shoulder. Little tears fell from his eyes. I could tell he was trying to be strong for her sake.

"Why did she do it!?", I screamed.

"It's all my fault...", Amanda managed to say between stifled sobs.

"No, it's not.", Lukas responded firmly.

"I yelled at her, it's my fault! I made her want to do it. She felt as if I was, like, really mad at her...", Amanda said, her voice quieting word by word.

I sat completely still, letting the tears fall out of my eyes, onto the floor. We were inside of Lucy's dorm, looking at the scene. They had already taken away the corpse to prepare the funeral. Traces of blood were still sprinkled on the floor. I stared at the floor, feeling my stomach ache with emotional pain.

Amanda's quiet sobs filled the empty room of sad silence. I could hear everything, my eyes seeing every detail so clearly. Everyone in the room had damaged expressions of agony. Teardrops fell out of most people's' eyes. Everyone else was trying to be strong.

The people in the room were Me, Amanda, Lukas, Kaylee, Nairi, Anahi, and many other people I didn't recognize.

I felt nothing but sadness inside my heart.