~ Chapter VI:
One Simple Sentence

"I can't believe it, Alfred. Another one, dead! They say he killed himself. The only question is… why would he do it? Why, Alfred?! Why?!" Alice sobbed into Alfred's chest, pulling on his t-shirt and completely ruined it at the same time.

In the silence after that, Alfred thought of what to say. He wanted to say something heartfelt, but he didn't want to give too much about the death of Matthew Williams. He shed a fake tear, opening his mouth to speak.

"How do you think I feel? I found out that he was my brother the week before he died. I already felt bad that I wasn't there for him during most of his life, and he goes and kills himself. I hate that we only got to know each other for such a short time. If only I had known sooner… or that he was even going to kill himself… I would make everything better for him, whatever the reason was that he killed himself for…" Most of what Alfred said was true. Yes, he did regret not ever knowing Matthew, but he wanted Matthew dead, and even if Matthew had killed himself, it would be great for Alfred, because he wouldn't have to do any work. He wouldn't tell anyone that, though. That was his little secret.

"He was your brother? No wonder you wanted to get closer to him. But… since you two understood each other, I'm guessing you may know… why he did what he did?" Alice asked, finally calming down.

"Yeah, he was my brother, but you have to understand that I didn't know him long enough to completely understand him. I have no idea why he would do something like that, Alice. I'm so sorry," Alfred apologized, letting go of Alice to go to the kitchen.

"Do you want anything, Alice?" He asked before entering the kitchen.

"I'm fine," Alice shook her head, rejecting the offer. Alice got up, dusting off her skirt. She trudged up to her room, locking the door behind her. She flopped down on her bed, opening her laptop.

She typed an address into the address bar, taking her to a blog website on which she constantly updated her blog. She used to write about random books she liked or put up tiny fanfiction one-shots, but now, she wrote mostly about her life and how her boyfriends drop dead like flies. Her readers constantly gave her comfort, especially one boy by the name of Mathias Køhler, who has sent her emails that make her blush.

Today, she was going to write about the recent death of Matthew. She clicked on the "new entry" link, typing what she had to say.

"Another one.
Another one, dead.
This is happening to me again.
How did he die? The worst way that someone can. He killed himself. And for what reason? Not even my friend, who was his brother, knows why. I'm not the only one wanting to cry my eyes out, though. Alfred's pretty sad - on the verge of tears, really - but he refuses to admit that or cry in front of me.

I cried this morning, this afternoon, and I'm crying as I write this. Who knows, I might be crying as you read this, as well. I just wish this didn't happen to me. It feels like my heart is breaking into tiny little pieces. Does anyone have the glue?" Alice typed, clicking the "submit" button.

She slammed her laptop shut, shoving it in one of the drawers of her night stand. She lied on her back, staring up at the ceiling for about half an hour. She was about to call it a night, when her phone vibrated. She checked the screen. The phone was notifying her that she had a new email in her inbox. She unlocked the phone, checking her email.

The email was from Mathias Køhler. It was one simple sentence with four words only. It made her cry and smile at the same time.

"I have the glue," it read.

Alice covered her face with her hands.

"Not again," she whispered to herself. "It's happening again."

(A/N):

Tsuki: You guys… you flatter me…

Thanks for all the view, favorites, and follows! I love it ;D

I hope I'm not asking for too much, but if you guys review my story, I would appreciate it.

I also widely accept any opinions you have on my story, what I can do better, anything like that.

Just… thank you. Alfred thanks you too.

Alfred: I appreciate that you like me killing people… it makes me happy… *grins creepily*

Tsuki: Hey! Get back in the closet where I put you!

Alfred: *goes back in closet and stares from crack in the door*

Tsuki: Anyways… thank you! Review and one of the plot bunnies in my closet will give you a visit and cuddle you! Until next time! Dewamata, watashi no daisuki ^_^