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The Happiest Iv'e Been

Chapter 1: The Death Note

I can't do this anymore. I have to write a note. My whole situation will be in it, and it'll be to my friends. Yep, I'm ready.

Dear friends (specifically Gwen),

I can't spend another second without Duncan. It's been two years since I've been with him. Two years too long. It started when I did something for Heather, then one thing led to another. I'll explain it to you.

Three years ago, Heather asked me to practice a script she wrote. I said yes trying to be a good person. Halfway into it, I noticed I had to kiss Justin. Not wanting to be a cheater on my boyfriend, I said that there was a kiss, and I couldn't do it. She replied with "I know, but it's just for acting." Since I thought it was only for acting, I kissed him. As soon as I kissed Justin, Duncan came in. What would you do if you thought you caught your girlfriend cheating? You'd run. That's exactly what he did. I tried to run after him, but he was already out the door. He dropped a box. After I figured I wouldn't be able to catch him, I picked up the box and opened it. A diamond ring was in it. The cushion the delicate ring was in said "I'll love you no matter what. Will you marry me?" That was the day when Gwen found me crying a sea into my pillow.

Three months passed and I was depressed because I hadn't seen Duncan since the "incident." The next three months, you guys helped me try to look for him. The last three months with no success of finding him or talking/seeing him, I went through depression again. Three months later, we finally found him. There was an exception though... He was dead. He committed suicide. I was 18 and he would rest at the age of 19. Over the next two years, we would both miss something. For him: my 19th and 20th birthdays. For me: him and my happiness. I was depressed through those two years, and I'm grateful for you guys trying to pull me out, but it wasn't enough. So today, exactly two years from Duncan's death, I'm going to stop crying, see him again, and rest at the age of 20. I'm killing myself. I can't live without my reason to do so. I love you guys so much, and I'm thankful and grateful for you.

Love,

Courtney Railyn Summer

I put the pen down, fold the note, and put it on my desk next to my bed, so they can see it. They will find that note along with other things. Those things are: a picture of me and Duncan, a picture of Duncan, a gun, and me. I put our picture in my left hand, laid down, and put Duncan's picture on my heart. I heard the sound of freedom to me, and a sound of despair to others. Metal against metal, I cocked the gun. Click. I put it to my head and whisper "I'll miss you guys, but I'll see you later", and pulled the trigger. Boom. I feel my soul lift from my body, and I know I'll be with Duncan soon.

AN: This is my first fanfic so please be gently hard on me if that makes sense. NO HARSH FLAMES PLEASE! If you like it please review. Oh... wait... chapter 2 will be coming soon also... and maybe 1-2 more stories and a songfic... I'm in a mood that really makes me want to write...