Title: Fourteen Reasons

Summary; There are fourteen reasons why she died. Could you be one of them?

Randy's P.O.V

I made my way through the door leading to my room. I sighed and dumped my bag on my bed. Things at school havent been the same without her, they really havent. Ever since she left, nothing feels right any more. Ever since… ever since she died, nothing seemed right anymore. Nothing.

As much as I want to walk around, pretending everything is going to be ok, I cant, because truth is, even though she was really quiet on her last few months, she still played a big part in my life. I just wish things were different.

As I was about to walk out the door, I noticed something sitting on my bed that had caught my attention. I walked over to the bed and picked up the package, it was addressed to me. I turned it around and noticed their wasn't a return address, which peaked my interest even more. I tore open the package to find a number of C.D's. I was confused at first, I counted all of them. All up there were 15 C.D's all marked 1, 2, 3... All the way up to 15. I had no idea what was going on, all I knew was I needed to listen to them. Instead of making my way out of the door, like I had originally planned, I went to my desk and sat on the chair before placing a C.D that was marked number one. I was about to push play when my mother walked in.

"Randy?" She asked.

"Hey mum" I smiled before looking up at her "Whats up?"

"I saw that package and I placed it on your bed, I was wondering what was in it?" that's what I loved about my mum, if she knew something was meant for me, she would leave it, and wait for me to open it before she asked me what was in it.

"Nothing mum…" I lied "Just a project for school that im helping Justin with"

She believed it and nodded her head slowly before turning her back to me. She then looked at me once more and I saw a hint of sadness in her eyes, as if she knew I was lying to her.

"Its good that you are helping others son. Im proud of you" she kissed me on the forehead before departing out of my room, and locking the door behind her.

I looked down at the CD's that were on my desk, I then turned my attention back to the CD that was placed in my CD player. I kept thinking why no one sent me a return address? Why did I suddenly get put with these CD's? Why have I got them?

I watched as I slowly moved my finger to the play button. I took in a deep breath and pushed play. It was then I listened closely, waiting for something to happen, Music? A voice? Whatever… but I needed to know now. All I heard was crackling noises before I heard that familiar voice.

Hey boys and girls, this is Mickie James here.

No.. No it cant be.

Well, by the time you will have gotten this, I wont be here any longer. Im here to tell the story of my life, or much rather, why it ended…

No, this cant be. I cant believe it… Mickie James killed herself.

Ok, so I know this chapter wasn't long, it was a prologue or whatever its called. Its just an introduction to the story. Just so ya'll don't get confused… when the writing is in ittalics that is when Mickie is speaking. =) I hope you all are looking forward to this story…

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