Mr. Caniff

Chapter 4

(Still Kayla's POV)

I thought I was dead. I wanted to be dead. But I wasn't. I heard beeping and had a slight pain in my head. I couldn't quite open my eyes to see where I was but I thought I was in a hospital. Why didn't they just let me die? Why do they even care? No one else seems to.

Finally after what felt like forever of trying I got the strength to open my eyes. I saw a bunch of machines and I was hooked up to some stuff. Then I saw him. My brother. Crying. He never cries. He's so strong and he does get hurt but he never cries. The guilt and sadness comes back. Did I hurt him that much? I tried to say his name.

He looks up and says, "did you ever think about leaving me and Morgan stuck with our so called mom? Dad already left us. We didn't need someone else." Those words killed me. I was being selfish like my father. He didn't want the life he chose so he left for another. Wasn't I doing the same?

I feel like such a coward for not being able to hold on. Why can't I be strong enough? Why can't I just have a good life? I want a fairytale ending where I find someone perfect. And I want to be like and love life. But that only happens in movies and books. And I guess I'm just don't cut out for that stuff.

I'm just another torn apart teenager with no parents. Well parents that care... But I have my brother, friend, and sister... And I love them. How could I have ever even thought about doing this to them? I'm so selfish!

After thinking over everything tiredness took over everything and I soon fell back into a deep sleep. But it wasn't just sleep, I had a dream... About meeting a guy... His name was Taylor. That's all I remember.