Diana's POV

As I look around out back I realize I have no idea where I should even look. There are so many places he could have gone. I see a point that looks promising. I decide I'll walk to that point and then turn back around. So that's what I did. There was no sign of Nick anywhere. I begin to walk back toward the front of the restaurant. My ears suddenly perk up when I hear the sounds of sirens. I see them coming down the road heading toward us. I run to the front of the building and stand off to the side and watch the police car and ambulance pass us. In my peripheral I see two people sitting off to the side and absentmindly say "I wonder what's going on." Then turn to look.

It's Adam and Cassie and they are looking at me. He's holding her. The first thing I think is what is he doing holding her? I mean, I know he loves me, but it's only natural for a girl to get jealous in these situations. That's when I notice the looks on their faces. Cassie has clearly been crying. Her cheeks are blotchy and Adam looks like he is about to cry. My mouth opens slightly and my gaze follows the flashing lights.

"Is it Nick?" I hear myself ask, but not fully comprehending my words.

"Diana-" Adam starts. I can feel myself start to cry.

"What...what happened?"

Adam takes a deep breath. "He drowned."

I gasp, but my breath catches in my throat. I've always heard drowning is such a voilent and painful death. Death. Oh my God. Nick is dead? Poor Melissa. What will happen to the circle? Wait, now isn't the time to be worrying about that.

"I should probably get back down there. Give a statement and everything." Cassie was saying.

"Yeah, I'll go with you." Adam tells her. He's looking me.

I don't really want to see it. It'll make it too real. "You guys go ahead. I've got to call Faye and Melissa." Adam nods and he and Cassie begin to walk toward the flashing lights. He has his arm around her and I shock myself at how I can still find time to be jealous when I just found out one of my best friends is dead.

I take a deep breath and walk inside and sit down at booth. I pull my phone out and scroll through my contacts and find Faye's number. As I hit "call" I realize I have no idea what I'm going to say.