Gemma's POV

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I hear mum's screaming and run together with Robin into the living room.

The sight is bad. Mum lays on the carpet. Curled up into a ball, crying her eyes out.

Simon stands by the window, a photo frame in his hands and a few letters lay on the table. One with my name too.

I walk over to Simon and he looks up at me. His eyes fill with tears and he groans.

"Gemma... Harry died... he killed himself...

That's what broke me down. How can he do such a thing? How can he do that to us? How can he live with that. No, he doesn't live with that anymore. He is dead.

Why did he do that? I grab the letter from the table and rush out, faintly I hear mum crying in Robins chest.

Eduardo walks out of the kitchen, concerned.

"What's wrong Gem?"

I look at him, coldly. All emotion gone from my face.

"My little brother killed himself."

My voice is not more than a whisper and I run away before letting his answer get to me. I run to the parc, at which nodoby is at this time in the morning. I sit down onto the bench infront of our old climbing tree.

With shake fingers I open the cuvert.

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