"She was beautiful. She was my only. I loved her. I couldn't believe I let her slip like this. I was supposed to protect her. Be there for her. But I wasn't"
"I know she's in a better place," I fiegned, staring at her closed casket. "She will be missed." I concluded my speech and walked to her coffin, placing her pink notebook on top of it. Atop that, I placed a pink rose and whispered my final 'I love you' before kissing the polished wood.
I didn't stay for after the service. I went straight home to cry more. My parents were worried about me, I knew that, but for once, I didn't even pretend to be okay. Was this what she felt like? Is this the kind of pain she had to endure everyday?
PJ and Louis were arrested, but it didn't bring her back. I still had to deal with knowing she loved me and I didn't protect her. I missed her so much. I reached under my pillow and retrieved her goodbye note, the only page I saved. I read it over and over again. A behavior I had become accustomed to.
I love you, and I always have.
I let out a sigh. "I love you too, princess. Enjoy your freedom."
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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...
