My eyes took in the chaos. Nothing would have prepared me as everything unfolded in front of me. My heart pounding in my chest, the loud echoes of sirens, her mother screaming, silence, my lungs aching begging me to breathe. "No, no, no, no, no, no...mum, mum..." I looked into my mother's grey eyes. Her eyes shifts towards the ambulance and the running paramedics and my eyes locks with her body being rolled on a stretcher, the plain cloth over her from prying eyes. I pushed my way towards her, my beautiful firefly. "It isn't her, God please it isn't her." I muttered underneath my breath. "Amery." My legs just kept walking, not caring about anything anymore. "Amery, oh, my beautiful Amery. Why are you covering her? She's not dead. She's not dead! Do something!" My chest tightened and i found it difficult to breathe. "They should be doing CPR, mum. Tell them to do something!!!" I grabbed one of the medics shouting at them to do something that can bring her back. That can bring my firefly back. "I'm sorry, son." My shaky hands pull the cloth over her, her skin looked pale and dead. Tracing her beautiful face...I took in her lovely features for the last time. "Death by suicide, 8:30pm."