The bit in bold is Mr Taylor's thoughts ...

The teachers really wanted to know why Emma had been so tortured to do what she had done. They thought that Emma was going to get all the help that was there for her. They never thought that she would of done anything like that.

"Mr Taylor have you let any of your family know about Emma?"Mr Byrne asked.

"No not yet im still trying to take it all in how can she have done that? I dont get why she would try and put me through all of this it was bad enough losing one of my princess' I cant loose her aswell I wont have anybody left."Mr Taylor said.

"Mr Taylor she didnt do this to put you through pain cant you see Emma was in so much pain that this was her cry for help, you shouldnt be thinking of yourself you should be thinking about Emma, about how she must of felt to do what she did, she must have been so scared to do that I mean she knew that she wasnt going to see you anymore – that must have been heart breaking for her."sian said.

"Your right I shouldnt be thinking about myself thats all I have done since her mother passed. Thats the reason we moved here for me I know Emma didnt want to move down here I knew that it would make her unhappy but I didnt listen to her. I knew that she was unhappy she's never been herself since her mother passed I didnt help her though did I?"Mr taylor said putting his head down.

What do you mean you didnt help her? Sian said softly.

"I knew that she was depressed I could see the coldness in her how she changed she looked so empty, your probably thinking how would I know she was depressed well thats how I was when I was her age. My twin brother died a few weeks before our 14th birthday. I didnt get any help and I nearly did what Emma did but I found Emma mum thats how long we knew each other she helped me. My parents didnt want to know they couldnt handle it that I was depressed. Well thats what I did with Emma I couldnt handle her being what I was I didnt want her to go through all the things that I did. I know I shouldnt of done what I did."He said.

"Mr Taylor im so sorry about your brother and I understand that you know what Emma is going through and it must have been awful for you that your parents didnt want to help you but surely you would want to help Emma with it. I know its awful seeing your children suffer but you should of handled it what do you mean when you say you shouldnt of done what you did?"Sian asked.

There was silence for a couple of minutes.

I really should tell them but what will happen to me then? Yeah im being selfish again. Ive never once stopped and thought about Emma. She must have been so scared. Why did I even do that to her she's my daughter, my princess, now maybe my angel. I shouldnt of started drinking that much again. This is what happens when im drunk I cant control my actions. They look like they are waiting for an answer I hope they can understand...

"Well you see ….. erm... yesterday evening I was horrorfied that she was depressed... I couldnt handle it... I had been called away from the pub because of her... drink was the only way I could handle things... I told her that she should get over herself and that everything had to revolve around her... I told her that I hope she really did hurt herself so I wouldnt have to look at her face again... I slapped her she mentioned her mother I hated when she mentioned her I knew that she would have been disapointed in me... I yelled at her... she yelled back telling me what was true... she told me that she wished it was me that was the one that died instead of her mum...i hated hearing the truth... I hated her for saying all of this... so I kicked her …. I didnt no what I was doing …. all I knew was that I wanted all the pain to stop inside her... she blanked out after a while thats when I realised what I had done... I hated myself for it... I kissed her forehead and picked her up I took her upstairs and put her in her room... I whispered in her ear im sorry im sorry... I really didnt mean to do that I just wanted all that pain to stop for her I didnt want her to be depressed... but now I might not even be able to tell her im sorry I might not be able to put things right..."Mr Taylor cried.