Hey! Okay, so I decided that I would update on this story much sooner instead of later (I'm gonna get into trouble cuz my mom thinks I'm studying for my Math exam. LOL!) But, I must warn you, this chapter is really sad, so get your tissues out! Oh, and the song I used is called "Angel" by Sarah McLachlan. ENJOY!
I DONT OWN ANYTHING! *welp!*
Chapter One: Grace
I was walking to Grace's house to give her the homework she missed over the last couple of days. She said she was sick with the flu, so I wanted to do something nice for her.
But when I went to her house, she wasn't lying on the couch like I thought she would be. All I saw was a bunch of blankets, tissues and her laptop. It was turned on and she was logged on to her Facebook.
Due to my curiosity, I grabbed her laptop and saw that there were at least 5 chats open. Each chat had at least 8 notifications.
I saw that Donna Tobin's chat was there and I opened it. As soon as it was opened, a wave of unbelievable hate messages were posted. Stuff like:
"No one loves you Grace. I don't even know how Eddie could love a slutty little bitch like you."
And:
"Everyone hates you. You're a waste of life and have no business being on this earth."
But the message that really caught my eye was:
"Why don't you do the world a big fat favor and go kill yourself, you slut. Everyone would feel relief knowing that you weren't here to waste space, especially Eddie. He doesn't love you. He could never love a fucking c**t like you."
I was in absolute shock! It was almost like the wind was knocked out of me. I looked at the other messages from Lindsey King, Lori Thomas, and Brett Favors (My ass of an ex-boyfriend who left me for Donna.)
They all basically said the same thing. Plus, the messages all dated back to the day she was sick! Oh no... I don't think she was sick at all!
"Grace?!" I called her "Grace it's Kim!" I decided to check her room to see where she was. "Grace? Open the door, it's Kim. We need to talk."
After knocking on the door a couple of times, I opened the door.
"Grace- Ahhh!"
What I saw in front of me was the worst scene I have ever witnessed. Grace hung herself with her brother's black belt.
I took my cellphone out and called her brother, who also happened to be my best friend.
"Hello?"
"Jack! Call 911 and Get over to your house ASAP!"
"Kim, what's wrong?! Is everything okay?!"
"Stop whatever your doing and get over here! it's Grace!"
"I'm on my way!"
I ran over to her and pried the noose off her neck. Once it was free, I grabbed her and placed her in my lap and tried to feel her pulse. She didn't have one. It was then I realized that my best friend, whom i loved like a sister, was dead.
"Why would you do this Grace..." I cried. "WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME?!"
I screamed at the top of my lungs in anguish and pure sorrow.
Just then Jack came in and stopped in his tracks. He looked at me then he saw his karate belt tied into a noose and then he looked at Grace. Jack gripped onto the door frame and started to gag. Once he had finished gagging, he came over to my side and held his sister.
"C'mon Grace, wake up." Jack said shaking her. "It's Jack. I can't lose you Graciebelle, please!"
We both began to cry from the loss of our friend/sister.
Soon, the EMTs came in with a gurney and something that made my blood turn cold and the colour in my face drain. A body bag.
The EMTs came to us and the female EMT checked her pulse. She said to Jack sadly "We need to take your sister, sweetie."
"No! I won't let you take her!" Jack yelled, tears streaming down his face.
"Jack," I said, still crying "give her to the EMT."
"But-"
"Jack! She's gone. We have to let her go."
Jack closed his eyes tightly and pressed his lips together, stifling his cries. We both stood up and Jack carried her to the gurney, placing her gently in the body bag.
He kissed her forehead and said "I love you Gracie, you will always be by baby sister."
The EMTs zipped the bag up and wheeled Grace down the stairs and into the truck.
The female EMT came to both of us and said sadly "I'm so sorry for your loss. Are you planning on having a funeral for your sister?"
Jack nodded his head and looked at the ground.
"I'll tell your parents and explain what happened, alright?"
Once again, Jack nodded his head silently and wrote down the address to where his and Grace's parents worked.
Once they left, Jack and I hugged each other and cried a little longer. We cried until our cries calmed down to whimpers and sniffles.
"Why would she do this?" Jack asked as we were sitting against the wall. "Grace seemed like she was perfectly fine!"
"But she wasn't." I said, feeling numb.
I stood up from the floor and grabbed Jack's hand "You need to take a look at this."
I led Jack downstairs into the living room and put Grace's laptop in his lap. He looked through the Facebook chats Donna, Lindsey, Lori and Brett left for her and his blood began to boil.
He threw the laptop on the couch, making a loud thump on impact and screamed into his hands.
"If why wouldnt she tell me she was being cyber bullied!" Jack sobbed into his hands "I could have helped her!"
I sat beside him on the couch and rubbed his back soothingly as he mourned the loss of Grace.
As soon as he calmed down, we decided to call the guys, Julie and Mika and told them to come over to Jack's house. As soon as we told them the news about Grace, they all broke down. Eddie was especially having a hard time with this. His girlfriend, the one he loved more than anything in the world, was gone.
Then he suddenly saw Grace's laptop and read all the messages she had gotten. This caused him to scream in pure sorrow and punch a hole in the wall.
"Why Grace?" He said to himself, crying "Why would you take your own life, instead of telling me. Why didnt you tell me?! Why did you leave me?!"
We all gathered around him and we all hugged each other tightly in a group hug, remembering everything about our amazing friend.
Time Skip
The funeral was beautiful. Grace was wearing a beautiful white, flowing gown that complemented her figure as she laid peacefully in the golden casket that Eddie and Jack had painted.
We spent all day remembering the moments we shared with Grace. The gang and I all made speeches in tribute to Grace and presented them in front of friends and family.
Once it was my turn to present, I went up to the podium and looked at my cue cards. I immediately put them in the candle holder and watched them burn. I didnt need cue cards to make my speech, because i already knew what i wanted to say.
I looked over at her casket and said "Grace, we have shared so many memories. You have been my best friend since birth and you have always been like a sister to me. We have laughed together, cried together and even fought with each other. And I wouldn't change a thing. You had taken your life due to someone's hate and jealousy and you didn't deserve any of it. It's almost hard to believe that your not here, laughing your beautiful laugh, showing everyone your amazing smile. I will always remember you and really, it's not like we're saying goodbye. It's almost like saying 'See you later.' because i know you'll be watching over everyone until they join you and you open the gates of Heaven for them. I love you Gracie. i'll see you later."
I go over to her casket and look down at my best friend. Her skin was sickly pale and although her lips were ruby red, a tint of blue could still be seen through the bloody colour. I took a red rose from the bouquet of flowers beside the casket and placed it in her hands, laying it on her chest. Once we closed the casket, Jack, Eddie, Mr. Brewer, Grandpa Brewer and a few other people carried the casket to the burial site. As Grace was being lowered into the ground, I began to sing one of Grace's favourite songs.
Spend all your time waiting
for that second chance
for a break that would make it okay
there's always some reason
to feel not good enough
and it's hard at the end of the day
I need some distraction
oh beautiful release
memories seep from my veins
let me be empty
and weightless and maybe
I'll find some peace tonight
Jack, who was standing beside me, also began to sing with me, then Eddie began to sing and soon, everyone was singing Grace's song.
in the arms of the angel
fly away from here
from this dark cold hotel room
and the endlessness that you fear
you are pulled from the wreckage
of your silent reverie
you're in the arms of the angel
may you find some comfort here
so tired of the straight line
and everywhere you turn
there's vultures and thieves at your back
and the storm keeps on twisting
you keep on building the lies
that you make up for all that you lack
it don't make no difference
escaping one last time
it's easier to believe in this sweet madness oh
this glorious sadness that brings me to my knees
in the arms of the angel
fly away from here
from this dark cold hotel room
and the endlessness that you fear
you are pulled from the wreckage
of your silent reverie
you're in the arms of the angel
may you find some comfort here
you're in the arms of the angel
may you find some comfort here
After we had finished singing, Grace was already at the bottom of the hole and as soon as the first pile of dirt was placed on the beautiful coffin, I felt overcome with depression, sorrow and numbness.
I cried into Jack's shoulder and he cried silently into mine. Not a single eye was dry during the burial.
Once she was completely buried, Grace's tombstone was planted. It said "Grace Brewer: September 29th 1997-September 29th 2013. A Beautiful Girl Who Is Now In The Arms Of An Angel."
Eddie soon came up with tears in his eyes and kneeled down. He placed his hand over the tombstone and said "Happy Birthday baby girl. I'll love you forever and always."
After the burial was over it was then that I realized that I had lost my best friend, and she was never coming back.
Alright, So here is chapter one! I hope you liked it! I honestly felt like crying while I was writing this! LOL! Read and Review my pretties ;)