The following story that you are about to read is what I would have done if I had been a student at Liberty High and I think that that could have prevented Hannah Baker from committing suicide.
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Why? Why did you leave me? Why did you leave us? I wanted to ask her everything that was going on in my mind. But how could I?
I breathed out. "I can't do this."
My eyes were tearing up and I knew that if I spoke what I wanted to say, my voice would crack, and she wouldn't like that.
I took a deep breath and breathed out the air through my mouth. I straightened myself up and nodded. "You shouldn't have gone there alone. After everything that we have been through.....had been through....this is hard for me. So hard!"
I clutched the paper in my hand. "All the days that we spent together were not enough for me. They will never be enough. Who will I annoy by talking about music? Who will I throw popcorn at in the movies?" I gave out a shaky laugh. "There are a lot of things that I want to tell you and I really want to. But I can't bring myself to do so because I can't bring it out in words."
The tombstone in front of me shone in the bright sunlight. "You were such a good human being. This world does not deserve you. It didn't deserve you." I looked at the grass on the ground. "I didn't deserve you either. Everyone misses you here. I wish I had come there with you. I would have never let you go. I wouldn't have let your hand go and I would have never....
"I wish that I could turn back the time....turn back the clock....and now I'm making references to songs." I smiled. "You would've loved this, but you would have hated seeing me like this."
"Today is the first meeting of the society. I know that you wouldn't have wanted to miss this but this is happening in your honour." I said. "I miss you. I....." I wanted to tell her something. "I....."
Silence took over the graveyard when another spoke, "Wow. That is something else."
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"Wow. That is something else." I said.
I walked over to Tony and held onto his arms. "Why did I agree to do this in the first place?" He asked me.
"Because you wanted to let out all your emotions. Emotions that you felt on the night of the accident?"
"Right." Tony laughed. "You gave me quite the scare that night, Miss Natasha."
"Sorry about that."
Tony placed his hands on my waist, pulling me closer to him. He leant forward and kissed me. Our foreheads touched each other as my hands found their way to the back of his neck.
"We should go," he said as we broke the kiss.
"We should." I breathed out and opened my eyes. Both of us were smiling. "We wouldn't want to be late on the first day."
"No, we wouldn't." He held my hand firmly as we got into his car. "Let's go."
After the party, Hannah and I were on our way to our homes. We reached a crossroads where there used to be a sign. Jeff and Clay went by the same way and had reported the fallen sign, but the police couldn't reach there in time. They couldn't have prevented the accident.
Just as we were driving down the road, an elderly man had a stroke and was on his way to the hospital. Because of the fallen sign, our two cars were fated to crash against each other, causing two deaths. But I was a stubborn witch who turned her face against Death. I made the decision to not cause the crash and I hit a tree instead. Poor tree. I felt so bad about that.
Hannah's air bag went off but mine didn't, which was why I got most of the hurt. The company that made the car was sued, but I wasn't so sure about that.
When the law enforcement came, Hannah called an ambulance as well. The elderly man and I were taken to the hospital. He survived....and so did I. I was in coma for around a week but I came around eventually. I always did.
Once everything was done and I was back home, the Valedictorian speech was made. I'm not going too much into the details and stuff but let's just say that it motivated people to such an extent, that it caused most of the girls in our school to come up to me and for The Secret Society to be formed.
"How are you?" Tony asked me.
"Surprisingly, not so bad. I'm a little scared of crossroads now."
He laughed. "You are safe with me. I won't let anything happen to you."
We reached the school building. It was a Sunday and the school was supposed to be closed but it was kept open only for one reason - the first meeting.
I tried to get out of the car but before I did that, Tony came over and opened the door for me. "Such a gentleman," I said as he helped me out, keeping a hand on my waist to steady me at all times. "You do realise that the doctors have given me a go, right?"
Both of us were standing really close to each other. "I know but that doesn't give me a reason to do this." He kissed my forehead. My eyes automatically closed as he lingered there for a few seconds. I didn't want to push him away. I only wanted him.
I laughed after he let me go. "You need a reason to do that?"
"No. That does give me reason to say this though." He said. "Everything that I said at the grave was true."
"Fake grave." I corrected.
When I was in the ICU, my family and friends were in a grave state of mind - get it? Ah, never mind - they were very worried and tensed. When I woke up, I suggested that we keep a fake funeral just so they could get their feelings out. It was a coping mechanism and it always worked.
"Fake grave." He nodded. "Every single word was true. You are a wonderful human being and this world doesn't deserve you."
"Well, I would prefer Narnia over this any day but what can I do?" I shrugged.
"I know." He laughed. "What I am trying to say is that.....I love you."
I was taken aback. We had known each other only for a few months and we became really close in that time. But I wasn't expecting that. I mean, I was expecting it but not at that moment.
"I love you too." I said, touching my forehead against his.
"Shall we?" He offered me his hand.
"We shall."
We made our way to the school building and found it very eerie. We were not used to the school being so silent. We were used to the crowded hallways with students fumbling around, complaining about their days and having heart eyes on the people that they liked.
We walked the empty familiar hallway to the basketball court. Tony opened the door for me since he wasn't allowed inside. "All the best." He wished me.
"Thank you," I said before walking in.
"Ah, Natasha," Mom said. "We were waiting for you."
