Chapter Eighty-Eight

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^^^the picture above is what i meant in the last chapter when she found the box.

Karly's POV

The next few weeks I lived without Hayes in my life. I never got news on whether or not he's okay. Till this day I pray every night he's alright. Everyday I visit his room and clean it up a bit. I vacuum his floor, wash his already clean clothes, and dust.

I dont want to sound like a crazy lady but its true, I talk to picture frames that have his face in like as if he was infront of me. I've tried getting answers from Bailey and the guys but I receive rejection every time.

I went on with my life as if he never left. I play sports, I attend after school events, and I keep my social life just as if he never left. Sometimes the thoughts of him being died gets to me and I break down.

My hopes and dreams are just to talk to him one last time even if it's a fight, I just want to hear his voice one last time it could be an insult or the meanest thing he could ever say it just would make me happy to see and hear him again before I die.

Those weeks turned into months. The house grew a little more quiet and the school hallways feel like they've shrunk.

It's incredible how empty and bland life can be just by the absence of one single human being.

When our birthdays rolled around I became anxious.

This was the week where we celebrated together and everything was happy. Everyday I look out the window hoping to see him pulling into the drive way but it's all just my imagination.

My dad tells me that one day I'll meet Hayes again, but it just gives me the vibe that Hayes killed himself. I saw the evidence, I witnessed the deep cuts in his wrist and they were deep not just like any cut that an emotional teen places on themselves, these ones were slice your vains deep which is what i fear had happened.

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"Jessica is coming over" my dad said messing up my hair as he walked pass me, i sighed and continued checking my twitter answering questions about the boys.

Even though its been three months since the last time they've toured but the fan base is still strong.

Five minutes later Jessica came over.

"Ready to go kiddo?" She said grabbing a water from the fridge.

"No i forgot, ill go get ready" i frowned not wanting to leave.

I ran up stairs. I pulled off my leggings and replaced them with black Nike pro spandex. I threw on a old t-shirt and a simple pair of nike elite socks.

I grabbed my bag and double checked.

Knee pads

Shoes

Water bottle

Sweat shirt

Clean socks

And head phones

I knotted my long hair into a pony tail, i was shocked about how long my hair has gotten, almost to past my butt.

"Ready" i said running out the door grabbing a bag of fruit snacks for the ride.

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