I sat on Billy's couch and cried. I had just out that my mother was murdered. She has been missing for two months. I didn't expect anything less; I mean, everyone who is gone for more than two weeks is most likely…dead. I hated that word. I loathed that word. It's already happened to someone close to me. Death.
My dad died three years ago in a shoot out. He was a cop. When his best friend, Billy Black, came to our house with a sad expression and his hat over his heart, my heart dropped and I ran to my room. I flung myself onto my bed and cried my eyes out. Billy was my dad's best friend from high school. They never lost contact. Billy lived in Seattle with his son Jacob, also my best friend.
Billy was called to the shoot out for some help and he held my dad while he took his last breath. He was pronounced dead at the scene.
And then there was another accident. It happened to my best friend Jacob Black. He was killed last year, right before Halloween. He was riding his bike to my house when he was shot. The bastard who killed him was still out there. I hoped he would rot in hell where he belonged. Billy has never fully gotten over it; neither had I.
And now, my mom was murdered. I had nothing left to live for. Nothing. I never really made any friends except for Jacob, and I only saw him once every two months.
I sat on Billy's couch. He was kneeling down and explaining everything to me. About how he was going to find the son of a bitch who did this and that I had to be brave. Be brave my ass. After he was done, he went back to the scene to help the investigators. I sat on the couch and stared at the wall.
I sat there for hours. No one to talk to, no one to help me. I was having an argument with myself in my head. Bella, what do you have to live for? Everyone, except Billy, that you love is dead. What if you lose him? Can you handle that? No. You can't. But another part of me said, Bella, your like Billy's daughter. He already lost Jacob, don't make him lose you too. I finally decided what to do. I walked into the kitchen and grabbed a pencil and note pad.
Billy,
I'm sorry, but I have to do what I must. I need my parents and Jacob.
You'll do fine without me, please, don't save me. I want to die.
I love you Billy, you're like my second father, but I need my real father.
Take care Billy
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Bella
I re-read it over and over. I finally decided that it would have to do. I crept up to the drawers and slid them open. Inside, I saw a huge knife. I picked it up. It shined in the light. A tear fell from me eyes.
"I'll see you soon mom, dad and Jacob." I held the knife to my wrist. My hand was shaking.
"Just do it Bella. It won't hurt for long." I whispered to myself. I looked down at the knife and my hair fell around my face. I saw my reflection, but it morphed into my mom and dad and Jacob. I looked away and quickly sliced my wrist. I dropped the knife and it fell. I gasped and grabbed my wrist. The pain was unbearable. I fell to the floor. Everything was getting blury. I heard the door open.
"Bella?" Someone asked faintly. Someone walked into the kitchen. " Bella!' Someone yelled. It was Billy. He knelt by me. "Bella, can you hear me? Bella, please don't leave me!" He cried. He called someone.
"Please come to my house, my daughter is bleeding! She slit her wrist!" He yelled into the phone and gave him his address. He called me his daughter. I smiled a small smile, and with that, the world went black.
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