I slumped against the wall, surprised I hadn't drowned in my own tears at this point. Her sister rushed down the hallway, panic and terror in her eyes. She looked down at me, then back up at the door. "Is she okay?" I looked down at her book that lay still in my lap and shrugged as yet another tear fell to the beautiful pink surface. She sat next to me and buried her face in her hands, sobbing softly. I took this opportunity to begin reading the bookmarked page, her goodbye letter.
'Becca and Harry, I'm sorry it had to end this I had to leave. You were everything to me, but I didn't want to live like this anymore. Below, something I need to say to both of you:'
My breath grew short and quick, and I had finally come to the realization that- even if she survived- nothing would ever be the same. The thought was only there for a small time, but tears poured violently out of my eyes. I clenched my draw as a lump began to build in my throat. 'Strong,' I thought.
'Becca, you were the best sister I could ever ask for. I love you so much. After mom and dad passed, you basically dedicated your whole life to working a dead end job just to support us. You didn't have to, but you did. I could never thank you enough. But now that I'm gone, I don't want you to be upset. I had been planning this for a while, and you wouldn't have been able to stop me. I wish I had more time to write this, there's so much I could say. Thanks for everything. Remember me."
I bit my lip hard, trying to keep more tears from spilling over the brim of my eyes. I knew she would write to me next, so I calmed myself down slightly, took a deep breath in, and began reading.
'Harry, Where do I begin? Well, I've loved you since...since I set eyes on you. You are a beautiful person, and every time I would see you with PJ, my heart broke a little more. I covered the pain up, because I wanted you to be happy, and I knew that if you I would never be able to do that for you. You're an amazing friend, and I'm sorry our friendship had to be cut so short. Some days, I just wanted to give up, but I didn't, because of you. I'm so, so sorry.'
It was too much. I broke down, sobbing harder than I ever have. Slowly, I collected myself, and I saw a line I had forgotten to read, fixated at the bottom of the page. I stared down, reading her carefully written handwriting. The last sentence killed me. 'I love you, and I always have.'
A tear fell, smearing her signature. I closed the unfinished notebook, and pressed it to my chest, and cried. Her sister wrapped an arm around me, pulling me close, comforting me. The doctor stepped out of her room, and looked down at us. The only ones here for her. Between quiet sobs, her sister slowly asked, "Is- Is she ok- okay?"
The doctor sighed slightly and kneeled down to us. I met his gaze in anticipation. "I'm sorry."Oh god. Oh no, this cant be happening. "We tried to keep her alive, but we just couldn't. Her neck was broken in 5 different places and she didn't get enough oxygen to her brain." I clenched my jaw as I heard her sister scream.
"Why! Why her!" she screamed. "She didn't deserve this!" Tears were pouring out of my eyes, and I couldn't muster up the strangth to speak. PJ killed her. Louis and his friends. It was absolutely horrid. I sobbed. I screamed. I was hurt, and I was pissed.
I wouldn't allow this to end this way.
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The Freak with the Notebook
FanfictionI stared down, reading her carefully written handwriting. The last sentence killed me. 'I love you, and I always have.' A tear fell, smearing her signature. I closed the unfinished notebook, and pressed it to my chest, and cried. Her sister wrapped...