A/N: Hey so here is the sequel to Life Left Behind. I know that I'm really bad about updating so apologies in advance for all the time between chapters. Please give your feedback. Also, I, of course, own nothing.
I stared at the freshly covered ground for a moment before looking at the rock above it.
"Lindsey Ann Davis," I said quietly, "I'm sorry for what I did. I hope you're at peace, wherever you are."
The truth was, I had loved Lin. I probably loved her more than I ever did Laurel. It was hard to admit, but it was true. Felicity was dying because of Lin, though. My sister knew that I was the Arrow because of her. And I had killed esomeone because of her. I had broken my promise to myself, all because of her.
I didn't want to admit the way I felt when I saw Lin, but it was true. I felt my heart skip a beat, my world stop for a moment. I thought, for a moment, that my life could fuse back with hers. Then she just reminded me of all the past relationships I'd had.
I felt something wet drip onto my hand. Startled, I reached up, brushing my cheek. It was wet. I guess I was crying then. It was strange that I didn't mind. I wanted to curl up by this tombstone, never to wake.
Felicity needed me, though. I got her into this mess. It was only right I got her out. Lin had poisoned Felicity because of me.
I couldn't break because of what had happened. I wanted to. More than anything, I wanted to give up. If I didn't help Felicity, though, I'd be the cause of another death. Too many people had died.