Roxy's P.O.V
I watched as Bree, Ellington and Cheryl left the house. I couldn't stop thinking of Bree and what she told me earlier, it took a lot of guts and I don't want to break that but I also don't want to stand back and watch her hurt herself. I groaned and walked upstairs, into Rydel and I's room where I sat on the bed, thinking about my problem. I must've lay there for another 30 minutes before I fell into a dreamy sleep
~Dream~
I sighed as I walked into the Ratilffs house. There was no sound or movement from any corner of the building, that was until I came face to face with Bree's room. Crying. The only sound that was to be heard was crying. I slowly opened the door, making it creak then walked in to see Bree sitting on her bed, blade in hand. "Bree? Please, don't!" I breathed out in panick, "Go away! I'm useless, worthless and stupid! I deserve to die!" she retorted as she brung the blade above the vein on her left arm. "NO! Don't put the blade down and listen to me, you are worth everything, you are useful and you are far from stupid!" I shouted and she looked at me then slid the blade across her arm, falling to the ground seconds later. "Goodbye Rox" was all I heard as she took her final breathe.
Funeral
"Today we are gathered to worship the death of Miss Bree Ratliff who will be dearly missed" the minister said as I wiped another falling tear from my eye. "Miss Roxanne Lynch will now say some words". I took a deep breath before stepping up the podium, "Okay, As most of you know, Bree was more than a best friend, she was a sister, a compainion and most of all she was my shining star. Now, I have to appologies from the bottom of my heart as this was mostly my fault, I knew and I didn't tell anyone. I made a promise and I intended to keep it but I kept it for too long and now look where it has gotten everyone" I sobbed then all of a sudden everything went dark......
~End Of Dream~
I sat up, sweat running down my forehead and I was surrounded with my brother and sister. "Hey Rox, why were you shouting 'Put the blade down' then Bree's name" Rocky asked as Riker kissed the tip of my head and it was that moment that I realised I had to tell someone about Bree.
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Baby Lynch
Teen FictionThis is a story about 13 year old, Roxanne Stormie Lynch. She lives with her my, dad, 4 brothers and 1 sister, meaning she is the youngest of 6 kids. Finds out how she copes with school. friends. touring and family life in Baby Lynch