When love hurts

Epilogue

This morning I entered the classroom, like every Monday morning.
I sat down next to Stefan and took my stuff out of my bag.

Mr. Parker was talking to the director in front of the class.
  I could pick up a few words.

"... Kate... suicide..."

When I heard Kate's name, I slowly turned to the place where Kate was sitting.

The place where Kate should sit.

I turned back quickly.

I saw the director leaving the room and with a loud "Silence!", mr. Parker made the class quiet.

"I don't have nice news for you, guys." he said seriously.

My hands started to sweat.

"Kate has committed suicide."

And with that four words, my whole life collapsed.

I looked to Stefan and saw that the news did nothing to him.

How could he be so heartless?!

With tears in my eyes I ran out of the classroom.

I ran and ran, until I was outside.

My Kate, my dear Kate.

Gone.

I loved her, I loved her so much, and now she's gone.

It's all my fault.

When I just told her I loved her too, when I didn't had a courtship with Stefan, she probably wouldn't have done it.

Stefan, that homofobic.

He hated her, and when I also had come out of the closet, he would have hated me too.

I was afraid of him.

But she wasn't.

She just came out of the closet with no fear, like it was nothing.

I screamed all emotions out from my body and I cried, I cried a lot.

Now I just sit in my bedroom, with no tears left to cry, and I hate myself.
I hate myself so much.