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I sent the text message to Phil and tossed my phone back onto the floor. I didn't bother with any type of explanation. It shouldn't matter to anyone. I had hurt someone, caused them to die, I didn't deserve to live. I slid open the door that led to the balcony outside of my room. I felt the cold gust of wind and took a deep breath. I stepped outside and walked to the edge of the balcony. I looked over to make sure that I was up high enough. There was a short, black gate around it, but I stepped over it. I took another deep breath and closed my eyes.

"Katie?!" I heard my name being called from a few balconies down. I didn't even bother looking up to see who it was. I let a few more tears fall and looked down one more time. I was about to jump when I heard my door busting open and someone run out onto the balcony. I felt a pair of strong arms wrap around me and pull me back over the gate that was blocking me from them. The person carried me like a baby back into my room while I sobbed into his shoulder. He laid me down on my bed and turned my face to look at him.

I refused to open my eyes. I didn't want to look at him. I couldn't stand to look at him. I didn't deserve him to come running to save me. I deserved to die. Couldn't he see that I was doing it for a reason? He shouldn't have stopped me. He should have just let me do it.

"Look at me, Katie." I still refused, squeezing my eyes tighter. The sobs kept escaping and I tried my best to stop them, but I couldn't. "Come on; open your eyes, please."

I sighed, but opened them and stared into the eyes of Dolph Ziggler. This was the second time that he'd run to my rescue in one night. But the second time, I didn't need rescuing. He had the saddest look on his face, and I saw the tears in his eyes, threatening to spill out. He was kneeling on the floor so that he was eye level with me. I couldn't stand to look at him anymore, so I closed my eyes again.

"Katie, what were you doing?" He asked. "What were you thinking?"

"I don't deserve to live." I whispered.

"What are you talking about? Of course you deserve to live. Everyone deserves to live."

"I don't!" I yelled at him. I sat straight up in the bed. I looked at him and could tell that I startled him. "I don't deserve to live! You should have just left me alone! I can't live with myself anymore."

"Can you please just tell me what happened?" He put his hand on my arm, but I jerked it away. He didn't even know me. He didn't have a right to tell me that I deserved to live. He didn't know what happened.

"Tyler killed himself tonight. He killed himself because of me. I can't live with myself. I caused a person to lose their life; I don't deserve to have mine."

"Katie, you didn't cause him to kill himself."

"What do you know? You don't know anything." He sat there watching me silently. "He left me a note." I whispered.

He grabbed one of my small hands into his larger one. "No matter what that note said, this isn't your fault. You can't blame yourself. He's the one that chose to kill himself. You didn't make him do it. Please stop thinking that this is your fault, because it isn't."

"It is, though. Because I wouldn't forgive him, I wouldn't be with him again. I couldn't love him. If I could have just made myself love him, everything would be okay. If I could have just forgiven him, he would still be here right now. You don't understand. This is my fault, and there's nothing I can do about it now."

"You're right about one thing, Katie. There is nothing you can do about it now. I'm sure he didn't want you to feel like this. He didn't do it to hurt you. You might be hurting right now, but it'll get better. You can't blame yourself forever." He paused. "You know, I just met you earlier, but when I saw you on the other side of that gate, my heart broke. I'm so glad that I got to you on time. I'm so glad that I saw you when I did. You don't deserve to die, even if you think that you do. You're a wonderful person, Katie. Tyler would want you to continue on with your life. He wouldn't want you to end your life because he ended his. Please don't end your life."

His words brought a fresh wave of tears on. I nodded my head in response, seeing as forming words right now just wasn't going to happen. I lay back down on the bed and he pulled the covers up to my shoulders. I didn't realize how could I was until I snuggled into the bed. He gave me a slight smile and stood up from his position on the ground. He kissed my forehead and squeezed my hand tightly. "Are you going to be okay?"

I nodded my head again. He went to walk away, but I pulled his arm. He turned back to me and looked at me. The sad expression had returned to his face and I felt my heart break even more than it already was. I didn't realize in the beginning how my selfishness would hurt people. Even the people that hardly new me. I wasn't thinking about anyone except myself. "Please stay with me until I fall asleep." The sun was beginning to rise, but that wasn't stopping my eyes from growing heavy. All of the crying took a toll on me and I was finally all cried out.

"Of course." He walked over to the other side of the bed and sat so his back was against the headboard. He held my hand and stroked my hair as I felt myself drifting off. I just realized Phil hadn't been up to my room to check up on me, yet, but fell asleep before I could even begin to care too much.

Phil's POV

I had just left the weight room when I pulled my phone out of my bag. After Katie's call earlier, I couldn't go back to sleep so just decided to go work out while waiting to go to the arena later that night. I saw that I had a new text message from Katie. When I opened it, my heart dropped into my stomach. I threw my phone back into my bag and ran to the stairs. Her being on the tenth floor didn't bother me right now. The elevator always took too long. What could her text mean? Did she leave? I just hoped and prayed that she was okay.

When I made it to her floor, I turned the corner and found her room down the hall. When I was almost there, I stopped, seeing Dolph Ziggler walk out and shut the door quietly behind him. I felt rage growing inside of me. He better not have slept with her and left when she fell asleep. I would kill the asshole.

I dropped my bag on the ground and stopped up to Ziggler. I glared at him and grabbed his shoulder and turned him to face me. "What the hell were you doing in Katie's room?"

He looked at me with a shocked expression on his face. He was confirming my thoughts. I couldn't help myself when I punched him in the face. "Dude, what the fuck? If you'll give me just a second, I'll explain everything. Shit."

"Well then answer me, damn it! Because right now, I'm so close to killing you."

"Don't just jump to conclusions, Phil. You don't know the half of what Katie's been going through tonight."

"Oh, and you do?"

"Yeah, I actually do. I just stopped her from killing herself about an hour ago."

My heart dropped and my stomach was tied in a million knots. "W-what?"

"She was going to jump off of her balcony. Luckily, I was outside and saw her before she could jump. I busted the door open and grabbed her and pulled her back in."

"I have to see her." I went to knock on the door, but he stopped me.

"She's sleeping right now. Please don't bother her. She's had a really rough night and deserves sleep."

"What happened?"

"Well, earlier her crazy ex boyfriend showed up. Tyler, or something. I walked out of my room when I heard consecutive slams against the wall. He was slamming her into the wall over and over again. He left when I showed up, though. I helped her back into her room, and then I left after she got settled back into bed. She got a few hours of sleep." He paused and I glared at him, urging him to continue. "Well, then she gets a phone call from some detective and had to go to the police station. Turns out, Tyler killed himself and all she can do is blame herself. He left her a note and everything. She wanted to kill herself because she thought that she didn't deserve to live. Thankfully, I talked her out of it."

My heart started beating faster. At first, I wanted to kill this guy, but right now I just wanted to hug him. "Well, thank you for helping her. I feel so horrible that I couldn't be there for her. If only I got that damn text message sooner. I feel like such an ass. And, I'm sorry for punching you. I thought you just fucked her and was sneaking out while she was asleep."

"I wouldn't do that. Katie's a really sweet girl. She deserves so much better than that asshole she was with."

I felt the jealousy rising up inside of me. Katie didn't deserve to be with Dolph either. She deserved better than both of them. She deserved to be with me. "Well, thanks again for saving her. She's my best friend; I don't know what I would do without her."

Dolph nodded and started to walk away. "Don't wake her up or bother her. She'll probably try to get in touch with you when she wakes up." Who was he to tell me to leave Katie alone? She's my best friend. He'd only known her for a few hours. Yeah, but in those few hours, he managed to save her life. I glared at the voice inside of my head. I walked back towards the stairs, picked up my bag, and headed to my room. I should have been the one to save Katie, tonight. I should have been the one there for her. I felt like the asshole now.

Dolph's POV

I walked back into my room and sat down on the couch. I rested my elbows on my knees and put my head in my hands. What would I have done if I hadn't seen Katie in time? I couldn't be happier that I stopped her from killing herself. Honestly, I felt feelings growing for her, even if I had only known her for a few hours. She was such a beautiful girl, and so sweet too. She didn't deserve to want to end her life. She didn't deserve an asshole like that Tyler kid. She deserved someone who would do anything for her, someone who would give her the world and treat her like a queen. I could honestly say that could be me.

I know I've had a rocky past with women. But, I've never hit one. I would never hit a girl, especially someone like Katie. I don't think I could live with myself if I ever hurt her. I wouldn't have been able to live with myself if I found out that she killed herself, either. No matter what that idiot said in his letter, nothing was Katie's fault. She couldn't put the blame on herself. It wasn't like she told him to go kill himself. If she didn't love him, and didn't want to be with him, that wasn't her fault. He was the one that hit her, slammed her into the wall. It was his fault that she didn't want to be with him. He brought all of this onto himself. I mean, don't get me wrong, I do feel bad for the guy. But, he couldn't cause her to blame herself.

I've seen Katie cry already one too many times. I never wanted to see that again. She deserves to have a smile on her face every second of every day.

God, what am I doing? I can't fall for this girl. There's no way in Hell that I stand a chance with her. She's heart broken right now, and she's got Phil going after her. That guy can say that they're just friends and that there's not any feelings for her, but a blind person could tell that he was in love with her. He would never let a guy like me date her. He knows everything about my past. He'd tell her bad things and make her not want to be around me, just so he could get closer to her. He seemed like one of those guys.

I could just taste the jealousy coming off of him when he saw me coming out of her room. Even more, when I told him that I saved her. But, there's no reason for him to be jealous. He stands a better chance at being with her than I do. I'm starting to sound like a girl.

I pulled myself out of my thoughts, stood up, and ran my fingers through my hair. I had to stop thinking about Katie. I changed into a pair of athletic shorts, and put on a t-shirt to go down to the weight room. Most people were still asleep right now, considering that it was six thirty in the morning, but after my night, I couldn't sleep even if I wanted to. On the bright side, I didn't have to worry about running into people and talking to them. That was the last thing I wanted to do. I just wanted to work out, and get my mind off of Katie. But, no matter how hard I tried to do that, she was still all I could think about.