when the story ends

CHAPTER 7

Hazel pov

I knocked at every door of the neibourhood, no answers. I knocked at the house the house that was between the sorority and the lake.

"Hi, I'm sorry to bother you, but I was wondering if you've seen anything these las three weeks, especially the night of january fourth?"

It was getting dark and the rain started to pour.

"Yeah, actually is saw a girl being chased by someone, I think it was a girl, and I think they were arguing."

"You didn't see their faces?"

"Well actually there was a girl with black hair and a pink dress, and the other one looked a little bit like you"

"I don't understand, you are not saying you saw me do you?"

"No, it's just... it was dark and there was just a few lights on and I saw them arguing and then they left running"

"Okay, thank you for your help"

I was living when she said:

"This is about a that girl who died on campus, isn't?"

"Yes, she was my best friend"

"Hang on" she went back in her house and when she came back she was holding a book"

"Here" she said handind me the book, I recognized it almost immediately, it was her journal

"I found it in front of my house the next morning, I think it's hers" I took it and she shut the door behind her.

I sat on the pavement, staring at the journal, I've never read it for obvious reasons, we might have been best friends but we had our secrets.

I always respected her privacy, she was like my sister and she trusted me.

I opened it, I had to, to understand what happened.

Satuday 9, December

When we first got here, that's when it started, she became even more strange than usual, and as always she didn't notice. She's just falling apart in front of me and I don't know what to do, I always took care of her, and I've been careful that she would take her meds. But then I started to go out and took care less of her, and didn't even notice that she had stopped taking her treatment. She thinks that it is only for her bipolarity but it is also for her other illness, she was diagnosed when , she was sixteen after what happened to her mother. She doesn't know anything about her condition and it's better this way. She has some kind of episodes, she wouldn't remember things and get really angry, cry all night and the next day she would wake up all dressed-up and with a big smile on her face. I think that someday it is going to get worse, no one knows, I protected her all this time. Even if the worst happens, she would still be my sister, my best friend.

I was crying so much, that the last words became blurry, I didn't know what she was talking about, maybe I was really crazy like my mother, even more crazy that I thought I was, she was also bipolar. Why don't I understand what she was talking about, I think there's something wrong with me, when out pf the blue wyatt appeared.

"How did you do that?" I stood up, scared as hell

"How did I do what?" he said smiling

"It's not funny, you just appeared out of nowhere, oh my god I'm really going crazy"

"It's all in your head"

I looked at him, I understand now, "its all in my head", I whispered

"You're not real, are you?" I started laughing, I don't know why, but I thought it was really funny. He looked at me and smiled, like he was making fun of me.

"No one ever saw you, you never touched me, you never held anything, you always talked like you knew everything about me, I'm so stupid"

I understood now, I had hallucinations and there are some days that I don't remember, I didn't know what was wrong with me.