"This is the City Hospital and we've just had a patient bought in by Ambulance. It seems like the patient was in a car crash and he's been severely injured. Your number was the most recent number on his phone so we thought it'd be best to inform you." All the colour in my face drained. "Wh...what's his name?" My voice came out shaky. I prayed so hard that it wouldn't be who I thought it was. Maybe it was someone else? Maybe it was a misunderstanding. It may not even be him. "Umm let me just check." I heard papers rustling around before he said two words. Those two words that bought my world crashing down. "Michael Clifford." My phone dropped to the ground, shattering into a dozen pieces.

"You ruin my life Luke Hemmings." *this story may or may not be triggering in the first few chapters to some viewers so please, read with caution.*

College life, famous boyfriend, tours coming up... whoever said Emizie's life is any easy to live? [cover credit to chemicalhood]

Girls like her aren't meant to be with boys like Michael Clifford. [cover credit to dipdyed_youtubers]

about the girl that loved colors almost as much as she loved him. book one of the suicide series.

"will you be here tomorrow?" "same time, as always." book two of the suicide series.

"does she even know everything she's ruined?" book three of the suicide series.

"Kelsey?" He took my hands in his. I couldn't look at him, it was too much. He shouldn't be here. I took in his physical state, his eyes were bloodshot and glassy, and the bags under his eyes were deep purple. His nose was red and he sniffled frequently. He'd been crying, I couldn't see him like this. "I'm sorry." I pulled my hands away from his, and walked away from everything that had mattered to me for the past few years. For all her life, Kelsey Irwin, has just been known as Ashton Irwin's little sister. She's always hung around with the band, but everyone looks as her as their little sister, but she wanted more. Copyright © 2014 trashton_