"Jamie, Jamie, Jamie," I croaked, my voice a whisper. I held the boy's hand, feeling it burn against my skin. The water had run out that day, and all me-and Mel-could do was wait for him to die. "Jamie, Jamie, Jamie..." Jamie, Jamie, Jamie, Mel whispered. She was very present in my mind, as though her presence could save him. But it couldn't. Nothing could.
It was all very fast. I was holding his hand, rasping his name over and over again. And then, I could feel the life leave him. His hand felt heavier in mine. "Jamie! Jamie, NO! No, Jamie, not Jamie!" I screamed. Oh, my baby, Mel moaned. Not my baby.
I grabbed his body, so still, holding his body against me, still crying out his name. My tears fell, into his hair. Distantly, I heard Ian's, "Wan-oh. Oh, Wanda." He reached for me, and I shook him off. Jared came soon after, racing into the room. His hand reached for Jamie, my Jamie. I backed away, taking Jamie with me. I wasn't going to let go of him.
I was not going to lose Jamie. Live without him. But still, I had to ask. Mel? I thought. Should I?
Do it. Her words, even thick with pain, were firm. Of course. She would not live without Jamie either.
I looked at the two men before me, both staring at me with grief. They flinched from the betrayal and pain in my eyes. "Why?" I whispered. "Why did you let him die?"
Ian realized what I was going to do a moment before I did it. "Wanda, don't!" he cried, lunging for me, as though his hands could hold me here. Jared cried out too, reaching for me, for Mel. But they were too late. The last thing I heard was Ian's howl as my eyes went blank and I sank to the ground.
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Thank you so much to the people who reviewed this! Some of you were wondering how Wanda killed herself. Well, one of the healers that they kidnapped in the end did it, right? He used his attachments to shred through the brain of his host. So that's how Wanda did it. And as for why she needs the pill when she can just do that…I don't know. Stephenie Meyer put that in. I based the suicide part on two quotes.
"If they dug a hole for Jamie in the desert, they would have to put me in it too."
"I began to believe he wouldn't die tonight. But the next day, or the next, he would leave me. And then I would die too. I would not live without Jamie."
K, so they aren't exact, but they get the gist of it.