Chloe's POV
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I wake up. My heads hurting and so does my throat. Im so dazed. What happened?
Joe.
"Michael?" I croak, before bursting into tears, "Michael Im scared. Where are you?"
"Chloe? Its ok Im here," I hear Michaels voice. I open my eyes ad there he is. My perfect boy.
"I love you," I whisper, tears tickling my temple.
"I love you more baby," he strokes my hair in a soothing way.
"I want Joe," I squeak.
"Chloe. Im so so sorry, Joe, he didn't make it," Michael looks so pained when he tells me this. It takes me a while to process his words.
"Joe's- you mean hes dead?"
"Hes over here," Michael picks me up and I see Joes dead body on the table. He is wearing his Everton kit and his hair is in a cute fringe. I jump down and walk over.
My foster parents are there too.
"Its all my fault," I whisper under my breath, "hes dead because of me."
I start screaming again.
"Chloe! Please stop screaming its not your fault," Joan (foster mum) tries to hug me but I push her away.
"Joe wake up. You can't leave me yet. I need you your my best friend. I wish we'd never come to Harvard. I know I met Michael and I love him so much but look what happened to you. Im so sorry and I will never forgive myself for this. I should of run out and shoved you back. Its all my fault that your dead. I love you so badly Joey, my stupid, idiotic best friend. Sleep well baby," I blubbered before grabbing Michael and falling against him.
Ash, Heather, Sally, Luke and Calum came in and we all had a massive group cuddle. Me and Michael were in tears. But me. I was wailing my freakin tits off.
"Chloe come on," Calum opens the door.
"I wont leave him," I said determinedly.
"Babe hes ok,"
"Hes dead hes not ok!" I snapped at Michael.
"Trouble- I mean, Chloe. Go, we can arrange his funeral tomorrow. But now you are shattered. Go back to your apartment and sleep," Joan hugs me.
Michael carries me to my apartment door and puts me down.
"I love you so much," he whispers, hugging me close.
"I love you too Michelangelo," I sigh back, opening the apartment door. Guess where I go? Joes room. I curl up in his bed and breath in his scent.
"Oh Joey, I wish you were here with me. I cant believe your dead and I refuse to believe it. But you are. Im so sorry I let Bryce do this to you. Not much of a sister am I. You were my best mate too. We shared so many things together. I wish I could tell you how much you mean to me. I never got the chance to tell you, that I wish you were not my foster brother, but my real brother. And if you weren't that, then I would have shagged you to death. Lolzor Im joking. Sort of. Aha lolzor. But you were pretty fit though. Gorgeous in fact. Ah the Dan and Phil videos we used to spend a ridiculously long amount of time watching. You always let me use your laptop so mine wouldn't loose any battery. You were the best thing to happen Joe. You found me. In the pets store. Except the pets store was the Kids Home. You are the reason I am here now. Im sorry. Im so sorry," I wail into the silence.
"Chloe that was beautiful," Sally comes in with Luke.
"I killed my own brother what kind of a bitch does that?" I slap myself across the face.
