*WARNING WARNING! In case you find Jade to be very annoying, I wrote this chapter ages ago, 3 years ago to be exact, so please bear with it. I myself am unsure of why she's such a b*tch*

Kaitlins POV

As we slowly approached the How, my eyes continuously drifted over to Jade in an attempt to understand how she was taking Edilios death. But, as always, her face remained stoic. She'd have looked completely fine to anyone else, but I knew better. It was all a façade.

'What happened?' Lucy asked softly as she looked over us.

'Ask him,' Peter bit out as he looked over at Caspian. He couldn't have honestly been blaming Caspian, could he?

'Peter!' Susan said, shocked.

'Me?' Caspian asked in anger. 'You could've called it off. There was still time.'

'No there wasn't, thanks to you' Peter said as he shook his head. 'If you'd stuck to the plan then those soldiers might be alive.'

'If we had stayed like I suggested, they definitely would be.' Caspain's eyes glared daggers into Peter.

'You called us, remember?'

'My first mistake.' Caspian said, landing a severe blow to Peter's ego.

'No,' Peter retaliated, 'your first mistake was thinking you could lead these people.' He shot Caspian a final look before he turned to leave.

'Hey!' Caspian shouted, causing Peter to turn. 'I'm not the one who abandoned Narnia'

'You invaded Narnia!' Peter stalked towards him. 'You have no more right to be here than Miraz does.' Caspian shoved past Peter and began to walk towards the How but was stopped by Peter's next words. 'You, him, your father, Narnia's better off without the lot of you.'

All movement stopped as both Caspian and Peter drew their swords.

'Stop it!' Edmund shouted as he lowered Trumpkin's body to the floor.

Quickly, I moved forward and stood between the two of them, a hand pressed to each of their chests.

'Stop it you two.' I said quietly as I lowered their swords. 'The Narnians need leaders, not squabbling children.' As I caught sight of the venomous looks in their eyes, I sighed.

I weighed my options carefully. On one hand I had peter, who would argue if I tried to intervene again, and on the other hand I have Caspian, who would probably do as I had asked. But he would still fight a little.

'Caspian go inside.'

He sent one more venomous look at Peter before settling his eyes onto me and the anger slowly drained from them. 'As you wish.'

I turned to face Peter. 'That was uncalled for.' I said firmly before turning to follow Caspian inside.

'Caspian, he doesn't mean it, you know?' I uttered softly, halting him in his place.

'You have no way of knowing that,' he said quietly

'Trust me. I've known Peter for a long time. When he gets angry, he says things he doesn't mean, but in the end he regrets saying them.' I walked over to him and set a hand on his shoulder.

'Do you think so?' He asked uncertainly.

'Yeah, I do. You have to know that no one thinks that it's your fault.' I said quietly, catching his eye.

'But Peter – '

'Least of all Peter.' I sent him one last smile as I turned to walk away, but I stopped.

'Caspian?'

'Yes?' He asked, turning to look at me now.

'Do you know what this birthmark is?' I pulled up the sleeve of my dress.

He looked at it for a very long time before looking up at me slowly

'You don't know?' he asked quietly.

'No, should I?' I asked uncertainly.

'Yes,' he said quietly. 'It happened a long time ago – '

'Caspian!' We both looked up at Nikabrick. Slowly, I left as the two stood closely, whispering quietly.

Jades POV

I watched as another Peter and Caspian episode unfolded in front of us. Paying no attention to what they were saying, I mentally shot arrows into the back of Peters head.

This was all his fault. Edilio could be standing here with all of us, injured soldiers, proud to have made it out alive in our first battle. Except that's not the case is it. I feel no pride or achievement; Just a loss; A loss of a friend.

The more I thought about it, the more I realised that Peters not fully to blame. If I had taken him with me to find Edmund, then he would still be alive. I would have found Ed faster with a damn centor. Or maybe all of this is just my fault.

Jade, this is what you get for letting people in; this bitter feeling inside that's gonna stay with you for the rest of your life.

The squabbling got louder as the two boys drew their swords at each other. I couldn't help but think if Caspian was standing an inch closer to peter, then Edilio would get the justice he deserved.

Being the peace keeper she is, Kaitlin stepped in between the two, stopping the fight.

I watched as she ran after Caspian as he walked inside the how, leaving Peter standing alone staring at where Kaitlin was standing seconds ago.

Everyone separated, clearing the area. I noticed Edmund glance my way, before making his way inside.

I watched as Glenstorm, Edilio's father, made a motion to a female centor who I could only guess was Edilio's mother. All this time I was oblivious to how his family must have been feeling. Sure he was my friend, but these Narnians had known him his entire life.

I watched as she broke down crying, before galloping away.
This fuelled the rage that I felt deep inside me. Peter didn't even bat an eyelash at this.

'I've got a bone to pick with you, Pevensie.' I whispered when we were the only people left.

He turned around, finally acknowledging my presence.

'You too.'

Walking up to him, I craned my neck to look him in the eye.
'Look, I know you're angry about Edilio but…'

'Angry doesn't even begin to describe the emotions I'm feeling inside. I always knew you were spineless peter, but I never thought that you would throw away hundreds of lives just to save your own butt.'

'That wasn't what happened.' He exclaimed.

'Really? Then enlighten me.' I replied bitterly.

'They were already closing the draw bridge before anyone could get out…'

'So the first thing you did was grab a horse and get the hell out of there?!'

'No!' He said firmly, ' I went to find Caspian. If it weren't for me, him and your sister wouldn't' be here now.'

'Oh, such a brave king.' I said sarcastically, 'But may I remind you, if it weren't for you, a whole lot of Narnians would also be here.'

'Don't you think I know that' he shouted in my face.

If you want to shout, I can shout.

'Then why didn't you do anything about it? Why did you just ride away? Was the guilt eating you up? You didn't have to see them die Peter. You just grabbed the ones you truly cared about and rode off, not caring about the ones that others care about. I bet you didn't glance back once.' I was up in his face now.

He took a step back. Not in defeat, but as if he was assessing me; studying my face.
'You make it sound like you wish it was me, instead of them.'

'Maybe I do.' I said looking away from him.

'You don't' mean that.'

What am I doing? This was Peter Pevensie, the guy I grew up with, one of my best friends and I just told him to go kill himself.

'All I know is, a king is supposed to die with his knights.' With this I walked off inside the how.

I needed time to think and clear my head.

l was about to punch someone. Walking through the corridors, I was getting incredibly annoyed with the sad looks coming my way. You'd think Edilio was my actual brother by the way everyone was acting around me. Like I was a ticking time bomb. Any minute now they expected me to either go crazy and smash the closest object, or break down crying. Well, I'm sorry to disappoint but this isn't a sad movie where the lead pities herself and realises she's lost without her best friend. This is a war. And every weakness you show has a consequence.

Following this rule, I turned the corner and bumped into a hard body.

'Sorry.' Edmund apologized.

'Whatever' I muttered, trying to walk round him and failing when he grabbed my arm, spinning me round to face him.

'How are you doing?' He asked, sincerely.

And that's when I snapped. All it took was another sad display of pity and I went crazy.

No, I didn't smash the closest object, and no I didn't punch him either. That would ruin his face.

Taking a deep breath, I decided to be sensible for the first time in my life.

'Edmund, just leave me alone for a while, please.'

'Wow, jade, you really must feel sad if you're using manners.' He joked.

Failing to find my sense of humour, I walked into an empty room and sat down against the wall. I realised Edmund followed me in, as he sat beside me.

'Arghh, can't you just leave me alone.' I exclaimed, shoving my head into my knees.

'What the hell, Jade!' Edmund shouted, suddenly annoyed. 'All I have ever been to you is nice, and you repay me by being completely rude. I'm trying to be considerate and empathetic, but you're just throwing it back in my face.'

'Oh, check out Ed using big words.' I stated, flailing my arms around above my head.

He got up and started pacing in front of me, muttering under his breath, occasionally miming with his hands.

'...How have I been friends with you for so long? How have I put up with you for so long?'

WHAT!

'Put up with me?' I spat out, getting to my feet. 'No-one's asking you to be here. Just leave. I don't need anybody doing me any favours.'

'Jade, are you hearing yourself?'

'GO AWAY' I scream, shoving him in the chest, ignoring the hurt look flashing across his face.

'We used to be best friends.' He said, his voice much softer now, 'We used to have so much fun together. What happened?'

'I grew up.' I said, glaring at him.

'You'll never grow up, Jade. You think temper tantrums are gonna make you feel or seem any more adult? Trust me, they won't. I know what it's like to be the baby of the group. People aren't gonna treat you any differently if you keep acting like a baby.'

'You think this is because I'm the youngest? ' I said, taking a step towards him. 'It's not. You think you know me so well, don't you Edmund. Maybe if you knew me a little bit better, then you'd know that I want to be treated like the youngest.'

'What do you mean?' his face showing the confusion he felt.

'Never mind.' I whispered, retreating back into my place on the floor, building my walls back up.

'Jade!' Edmund crouched down in front of me. 'What do you mean?' he asked, more firmly this time.

'How long has it been since Benji died? Why does it still hurt?' I whispered, staring at him, past him, and through him. 'Is it too much to ask to have a big brother again? To be treated like a little sister again?'

'Kaitlin treats you like a little sister.'

'No she doesn't. We've barely even talked since we got here. She's too busy playing kings and queens and war heroin to give a damn. She's probably forgotten about me.'

'You thought of Edilio like a brother, didn't you?' Edmund asked, obviously not liking the topic.

'Can we just stop talking about him? Gosh.' I said feeling exasperated.

'No! If this is something you feel sad and frustrated about, then you need to tell someone. You need to let it out...to someone you're close to.'

Wait, what? Edmund said the last part whispering to himself, but I'm definitely sure I heard it.

Someone you're close to.

Are we close? Sure we're best friends, and I'm sure I'd risk my life for him, but it was the way he said it; with hope. He said it more to himself, but we were definitely close enough for me to be able to hear it.

Wait. Why are we so close?

Surveying the situation, I realised are faces were inch's away from each other, creating the perfect situation for awkwardness to start breeding (or it would have been if Edmund hadn't been looking down, deep in thought).

I did not like where this was going. I put it upon myself to kill the slight chance that the awkwardness had of spreading and infecting Edmund.

'Why would I let it out? To you of all people.' His head snapped up to look me in the eyes.

OK, maybe that was pretty mean, but I'm tired of being interrogated. I just want to leave this conversation behind.

'What do you mean you of all people?' he asked, offended. Luckily, he stood up, creating some distance.

'Stop trying to deny it Edmund. Ever since we came to Narnia, all we've had is fights. We haven't exactly been besties, have we?' Mirroring his movement, I stood in front of him.

'And whose fault is that?' He finally retaliated. 'I'm not the one pushing everyone away. I'm not the one acting as though it's me against the world, as if I can only depend on myself. And I'm definitely not the one blaming other people for my pain.

'Seriously Jade, you're trying to make this Kaitlin's fault but can you blame her for not wanting to be anywhere near you? You're pushing everyone away. I may be stupid but I know that she's the one you care about most in the world, and if you push her away, what hope do any of us have?

' You keep striving for the hope that the Benji sized hole in your heart will get filled, but maybe it's not supposed to. When are you going to open your damn eyes and realise that you two are all you have. That, you're just a delusional little girl, who keeps blaming other people for her problems. You're selfish because you can't see how this is affecting everyone.

'You need to grow up, move on, and put someone else before you for once in your damn life.' He started off shouting, but slowly became quite. A calm anger. The worst kind.

I stood there, frozen, my fury coursing through my veins, rooting me to the spot.

How dare he?! His words cut through me, leaving a stinging feeling across my entire body, like an open wound.

He stood there, a look of relief on his face, as he got the rant off his chest. His words echoing in my mind as I did the only thing that could have possibly released my anger.

A sharp noise rang through the cave, as I felt the sting of my palm slamming across his face. His head swung to the side, as he stumbled back a few steps. I could see the red palm print staring at me, as he had still not turned round to face me.

But when he did, the hurt was evident in his eyes. You'd think I'd be used to that look by now, but it still affected me every time. The tears collected in his hazel eyes, as he looked at me, shocked.

Walking past him, I strode out of the room and down the corridor, my head hung to the floor. The words were still fresh in my mind.

Can you blame her for not wanting to be anywhere near you...Your pushing everyone away... Blaming other people for her problems... Put someone else before you... Delusional... Selfish... Grow up...

Was he right? Am I really acting so selfish? Why am I so impulsive? Why can't I communicate like a regular human being? You didn't need to react like that. You didn't need to hurt him.

Did I just ruin the last hope I had of ever fixing things with him?

That last one stopped me in my tracks, as reality dawned on me.

I just lost Edmund Pevensie.

Kaitlins POV

'Susan, what is this?' I asked as a chill swept through me, raising goose bumps through my body.

Her back stiffened as she reached for her bow and arrow.

'Come on.' She said, as she shot me a look.

Scrambling to my feet, I ran after her as we reached the centre as I heard Peter shout.

'Get away from him.'

I looked up as I caught sight of Caspian lying on the floor with Peter facing a wall of ice. Quickly, my eyes scanned across the room as I saw Edmund kill the wolf and looked around.

'Edmund! The Ice!' The words left my throat as he nodded at me. Moving to deflect Caspian from the hags blows, I heard a huge crack. My head snapped up as I saw the ice break and collapse to the floor in pieces.

Behind it stood Edmund, his sword raised into the air. 'I know, you had it sorted.' As Susan shot Caspian a disappointed look, Edmund stormed past us.

'Ed.' I called out after him but he didn't stop. Sighing, I turned to face the eldest Pevensie. 'Really, Peter?' I said, making sure that the disappointment in my tone came across.

As I made my way after Edmund, I came across Susan as she looked at her younger brother.

'I got it.' I said quietly as I moved to sit next to Edmund on the floor. 'What is it?'

He sighed once. 'Peter…'

'And…' I prompted

'And Jade.' I hide a smile at the last one.

'Let's start with Peter then.' I said quietly, tucking my legs under me.

'He thinks that I can't do anything, that I'm completely useless. He acts as if I can't help him with any of the tactics. I-I'm so sick of it!' He ranted, throwing his arms in the air.

'Did it ever occur to you that the only reason he's like that is to protect you?' I asked as he avoided my gaze. 'He's your big brother; he'd do anything to protect you.' His shoulders relaxed slightly at my words. 'It's not that he thinks your useless, quite the contrary. He hates the fact that you're so eager to fight, to get hurt. Especially when you put yourself in danger for his sake.'

'How do you do it?' He turned to face me with a small smile. 'You always manage to convince me.'

'It's a gift.' I felt a smile grow on my face. 'So…Jade?'

He rubbed a hand over his face tiredly. 'She's just so…infuriating.' He groaned. 'Sometimes, I think that I'm close to her finally letting me in but then she just slams her walls back up again. And I just don't understand why?'

'She's scared – '

'That's rubbish,' Ed said, quickly. 'We both know she's not scared of anything.'

'She is.' I insisted. 'Jade's scared of letting people know how she feels, in case they'll think she's weak.'

'Why?' He asked, turning his eyes onto mine.

'All I know is that I'm her sister and I've only seen her cry once.' I paused as I took a deep breath. 'And that was when we found out about Benji's death.'

'The three of you were really close.' He said softly.

'Well he was our big brother.'

Edmund muttered something under his breath.

I shook my head; I was getting off track.

'Eddie,' I began but he groaned into his hands.

'Oh god, that nickname.'

I smiled as I began again. 'Eddie, I've known you all your life. You're like my little brother. So, I know both of you very well. Anyway, by now you have to know that Jade finds it hard to let people in.'

'Tell me something I don't know.' He muttered.

'Well, she's always found it hard to let people that could break her in.' I said, choosing my words carefully.

'What do you mean?' He asked as he sat up straighter, while attempting to hide the curiosity in his voice.

'She's always so cautious because she knows that the people that she feels most strongly about could break her the most.' I rose to my feet. 'That's why she hasn't let you in yet.'

As I walked away, I heard Edmund call after me. 'What does that even mean?!'

I turned to face him. 'You're a smart boy, you'll work it out.'

As I walked back, I heard him mumble under his breath. There was no doubt that it would be running through his mind all day.

Where on earth could Jade be, I wondered as I began to search frantically for her. However, I stopped as I caught sight of Peter sitting on the stone table, facing Aslan's carving, his shoulders tense.

'Peter?'

He turned to face me and my eyes immediately went to the gash on his forehead. 'Why did no one heal you?' I asked as I walked towards him.

'There were Narnians that were in a much worse state.' He answered quietly, his eyes never leaving mine as I stood before him.

'Let me go get Lucy's cordial.' I turned to leave as his hand clamped around my wrist.

'No, save it for people who need it more.' His eyes strayed back to Aslan's carving.

'Well, let me at least help.' I said, almost reluctantly slipping out of his grip.

I stood before him as I held a small piece of damp cloth in my hand. Slowly, I began to wipe the blood and dirt out of the gash.

'So, you and Caspian?' Peter enquired, tilting his head up so that I had better access to his face.

'Me and Caspian?' I echoed in confusion.

'That's why you went after him, right?' he said, his tone guarded.

'No, of course not, Peter.' I stopped and looked down at him. 'You said some pretty hurtful things. If the roles were reversed, I'd have gone after you.'

'You're always doing that, fixing my mess; with Caspian and Ed.'

He turned to face me as I sat beside him

'It's my job.' I joked.

'Why do you do it?' He captured my hand, causing me to look at him.

'Peter, look around you. We're who knows how far from Finchley. Right now, the six of us are all that we have. We can't fall apart, not when we're on the verge of a battle.' As he looked away, I knew that wasn't the answer he wanted, but I couldn't understand what answer he had been hoping for.

'So there's nothing between you and Caspian?' He persisted.

'No.' I said, and stood up.

'Well I suppose that he's no Adam Jameson.' He teased, looking at me.

'Actually,' I said thinking about it, 'they're both tall, tanned, charming and have black hair – '

'But…' he interjected, heavily emphasising the word.

'He doesn't have blue eyes.'

He smiled to himself as I called his name quietly once more. 'Yes?' He asked, still smiling slightly.

'You don't have to do everything on your own, you know.'

Jade POV

'There you are' Kaitlin said as she walked into the room.

I was sitting on my bed, my palm still slightly stinging; a bitter reminder.

Hardly acknowledging her presence, I stared into space, as she stood in front of me.

'Jade,' she called my name 'What's wrong with you?'

She carried on talking, once she realised i wasn't going to respond.

'Edmund told me what happened'

And there it is. Good old Kaitlin; always gets straight to the point.

'How much did he tell you?' I said, not really caring for this conversation.

'About how you had a fight, although he didn't really go into details.'

Why not? I thought. Surely he would have gone blabbing about my assault on his freckles to the one person who would give a damn to try and punish me. Or maybe he too wanted this friendship to stay the way it is. Maybe he's not willing to do anything to jeopardize it.

'Jade, are you listening to me?'

'Not really' I retorted. Still staring but now realising that I was really staring at the wall, or something on the wall.

'Jade,' Kaitlin bent down so she was at eye level with me, but I refused to make eye contact as I was so fixated on the wired carving on the wall. What was it?

'You don't have to go through this alone. I know the reason you fought with Edmund is because of Edilio. I know that you don't want people to know you're hurting but I don't know why.'

That caught my attention. His name brought up a random memory from the most random time.

Me and Edilio were sitting in my room, passing the time until the big attack. Peter had banned us from the training area after we almost shot Susan in the butt with a crossbow arrow while playing tug of war.

He said that we'd had enough training and needed a break before we injured half his soldiers way before the attack had even commenced.

We spent most of our time talking about random nonsense. I was lying on my back, fiddling with the hem of my sleeve, contemplating whether or not to just cut the damn thing off. I stole a side glance at Edilio, to see him casually engrave something into the wall.

'What you doing?' I exclaimed, hopping off the bed.

He turned around and showed me his handiwork. He's managed to chisel his name into the wall with his dagger.

'Pretty cool, huh? I just thought when this is all over; Narnia should remember who won them the

battle.' He said with a grin, his ego bigger than his horse butt.

'Yeah, but why do it in my room?' I questioned.

'So they think you did it, instead of me.' He smirked.

'I'd be offended if your stupidity didn't make me laugh. It says your name, idiot. Why would they think I did it?'

'Because you're so infatuated with me.' He joked, while fiddling with the engraving around the letters.

Slowly, I walked over to the engraving and stared at it. I lifted my hand, tracing the lines with my fingers, becoming increasingly aware of the shadow forming and the presence looming behind me.

'I thought he was Benji' I said. When she didn't answer me, I took that as my cue to explain myself.

'I mean that. He didn't remind me of Benji. I actually thought it was him, but reincarnated to, like, guide me through this...whatever this is. I thought that god had given him a second chance. But maybe not.'

'Jade,' Kaitlin turned me around and took me by the shoulders. 'What are you talking about?' she sounded genuinely worried.

'Same death' I said, distantly.

'What?'

'They died the same; In battle. They both died in battle. I guess they can be proud.'

'Jade, snap out of it' She shook my shoulders with urgency.

'Why?!' I shouted, grabbing her hands and throwing them off me. She took a few steps back, surprised by my sudden outbreak. 'Do i not have the right to grieve?'

'This isn't grieving. This is going crazy. Jade, you're going crazy. You're doing it again.'

Crazy? Crazy? Have I really gone crazy? Is missing your brother crazy? Is pushing your friends away crazy? Why does this all feel so familiar?

Lying on my back, in the garden of the professor's Manor, I stared up at the ever darkening skies. Clutching the letter to my chest, I closed my eyes, letting the tears run freely. They rolled down the side of my face, escaping to the grass below.

The words echoed in my mind, allowing no other thoughts in. He was my brother. My only brother. And now he was gone. It wasn't the fact that I would never see him again that affected me so much. It was because he lied to me. He told me he would come back. I trusted him and he broke that trust. What made it worse was that I didn't even say goodbye. He wouldn't let me.

'No goodbyes.' He told me. That day at the train station feels so long ago.

'What'd you mean?'

'No goodbyes. Only see you laters' He stated as he gave Kaitlin a swift hug and kissed me on the cheek. He gave mother a longer hug, wiped her tears and that was it. He had gone.

I felt a sudden smack of cold all over my body, when i realized it was raining. Ice cold water fell on me, a gallon at a time, drowning my clothes. I heard wet splashes coming from somewhere; possibly coming toward me or behind me, i couldn't tell. Everything was distant, as i kept my eyes closed and my ears blocked off from the world.

There was a vaguely familiar squeaking noise coming from somewhere. As i opened my eyes, i saw Lucy looming over me, dressed in an oversized raincoat. She was saying something, but i couldn't make it out. My eyes slowly trailed down to the letter that i had brought over my face. It was deteriorating fast from the rainfall. The ink smudged to the point of being unreadable. Slowly, i clenched my fists and watched the paper crumple, making no sound, as i closed my eyes and allowed the numb feeling to spread through my body and finally attack my mind.

'JADE!'

I was awaken by Kaitlin's red face. She looked flustered and ready to explode.

'Have you been paying attention to anything that I've said?'

'No, I haven't. You're boring me. Just leave me alone. I'm perfectly fine.'

Oh Jade, Why oh why must you always find the need to escape awkward situations. Did you even think before you said that. Brace yourself for the tsunami of hate coming your way.

'If this is how you act after people try and help you then maybe you should just stay here. I'm not going to be there your whole life to spoon feed you. It's in my best interest to leave you here. You're irresponsible. Life would be so much easier for me; you wouldn't be causing trouble every second of the day. And it might actually do you some good.'

Woah, I didn't see that coming. I'm not proud to say that this isn't the first time I've treated her like this, but it's the first time she's acted like this. Was she being serious? Could she really just leave me here on my own? Doesn't she know I need her? Did she even care?

'You wouldn't do that to me.' I said, trying to sound strong, but listening as my bravado came crumbling to the ground.'

'Why not? Why are you so special?' She spat 'Who are you Jade because I don't recognise you.'

She was acting a little overdramatic, even for her. Why was she acting like this all of a sudden, or was it the anger built up within her over many years.

'I'm your sister' I replied, rather weakly if I do say so myself.

'Well you're not acting like it, are you?'

'Don't say that. Don't act like you hate me because I know you don't. I may taunt you, and tease you and make your life miserable but you love me anyway.'

'Yeah I do. But why? I looked after you. I looked out for you. I comforted you when Benji died, when somebody should have been comforting me. When mother was too broken and too far away to go to, I had to play mother. But what have you ever done for me?

That hit me hard, as if it had just sunk in. I began thinking about how much I need her; how much I rely on her. I was so wrapped up in my own thoughts that I didn't see her turn to leave.

She was halfway out the door before I realised there was a missing presence; such an important presence.

'Don't leave.' I whispered.

Surprisingly, she heard and turned around.

It's now or never, Jade.

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I opened them to find Kaitlin staring at me. Waiting.

'You're everything that I've ever wanted to be. I'm jealous of how smart you are. And how kind and how nice. I need you, Kaitlin. But I'm too arrogant to admit it. But I've said it now. Tell the world. Jade Hart needs her sister.

' I need you to constantly tell me when I'm being rude; to help me tie my hair in this ridiculous braid so people don't see the birthmark; I need you to point out my mistakes; And I need a shoulder to cry on. I need my sister, so please don't walk out. Please don't leave me here. Because I'm sorry. For everything. I'm sorry.'

And that's when i broke down crying. I felt the tears fall down my face. Rushing like the rain on that god-awful day. Everything was silent apart from the weeps escaping my mouth. I fell to the floor and used the wall as a support, as I stuck my head in my knees.

My poor excuse of an apology hadn't been enough, so she's left me. Kaitlin had left, I was sure of it.

That was until I felt an arm go over my shoulders, a quiet sound of sniffling and a head rest on top of mine.