I know, I know, I'm a bitch, I know it's been a long time since my last update, I'm really sorry, but I've been travelling a lot and these were my last holidays, now I'm on my last year at school and God knows if I'll ever have free time again hahaha I'm planning to study a lot when I finish. Hope you understand?

As you may or may not know, Dougie's in rehab. I just want to say that I wish he gets betters and finds a woman who will love him forever, even though I can't be that lucky girl! Get better, we love you Doug x

Anyway, thanks a lot to you all for the reviews :)

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Doug's POV

We staid for a while in silence, Jazzie was still on my arms. She'd cried for a long time, along with the other girls and Luke... And me. The others seemed to try not to listen to us. Frances was on the floor, her eyes opened, but she was staring into nothingness, lost in thoughts as she cried silently.

"This is so unreal" I heard Luke said "I just... Can't believe it..."

I refused to look up and see the pain in his eyes. As far as I knew, Luke had been the closest to Mike, apart from Frances, obviously. He had brought Mike to us, made him a part of the group, and with him came Fran too. And now he was simply gone. He had been murdered. I pressed Jazzie even closer to my chest, her tears made my shirt wet. The thought of losing her... I couldn't stand it... And if Mike was gone, so could she, so could all of us, we could be murdered too.

"We left him" Fran said in a disturbingly calm voice.

"That's what he wanted" Tom said.

"That's what he wanted?" she repeated. I closed my eyes, kissed my sister's blong hair and tried to ignore them "I think he would have prefered to live"

"Oh, and you think we don't know that?"

"We should have helped him!" she sobbed loudly.

"I tried" Harry said "I didn't know what to do"

"You should have helped him!"

"Don't do that, it's not his fault!" Tom said.

"I loved him. I love him. What if he's still alive?"

"He wasn't dead when you left him?" Katie asked. She hadn't spoken in hours.

"No!" Frances said "He was still breathing! And we left him all alone there, with that psycho hiding in the trees. We can still bring him back with us, maybe he's alive"

"He was bleeding too much, Fran-" Harry said.

I looked up as she stood up and Luke followed her movements closely.

"Where are you going?" he asked.

"I want to find him"

"He'd dead" Harry said coldly, but it was the truth and she needed to hear it, she needed to understand it.

"You don't know what!" she yelled "You're just too scared to end up like him!"

"Yes, I am! I don't want to end up dead!"

She threw herself over him and tried to punch him on the face, but Luke grabbed her from behind.

"Stop" Kate said "Don't you see what this is doing to us? Whoever killed Mike wants us to split up, we can't, Fran, I'm sorry, but we can't. It's not safe in the trees. I mean, whoever it's out there, is seriously sick! Who the hell kills people with an arrow, for God's sake?"

"Oh, you just say that cause you're too scared to go in there again, too scared it will get dark before we get back" she said angrily "You're a burden to all of us"

"Don't speak to her like that!" I yelled.

"Oh, you know I'm right!" Frances yelled back at me.

"And you know she can't help it!" Danny yelled.

Katie stood up as she bust out in tears again and ran toward the cars. I stood up and so did Luke, but Danny grabbed his arm to stop him. That surprised me, but I didn't pay too much attention to that at the moment, I appreciated the chance to be alone with her. She knelt down on the floor behind the cars so the rest of our friends couldn't see her and covered her face with her hands, crying her eyes out. I knelt down awkwardly next to her and put my arms around her.

"Kate, don't cry" I said softly "You know she didn't really mean it, she's not being herself right now, she loves you"

"Don't try to be nice!" she cried "She did mean it! And she's right!"

"No, she's not, you're not a burden, we love you the way you are"

She moved her face from side to side and looked up at me. She placed a hand on my cheek.

"I would rather die-" she sobbed "than know that something bad happened to you for me"

I didn't know what to say. Did she mean just me or all of us by that 'you'? She couldn't mean just me... Could she? But... Jazzie'd said she liked me...

"I-" I opened my mouth to speak, then closed it again, then opened it again "There's nothing we can do about your phobia, we don't blame you for being scared, we all are, and we won't leave you. No one else needs to die. I'm not leaving you. We'll be home sooner than you think"

"Prosime me" she said between sobs.

"I swear"

I could't promise her this, it was out of my control, but I had to, what was I supposed to say to her? I would go back home with her even if it was the last thing I did. I would never forgive myself if she died, even if it wasn't my fault.

I gritted my teeth together and closed my eyes, trying to hold back the tears, I didn't want to cry in front of her, but right then I couldn't help myself... I'd never see Mike again, and it scared the hell out of me to think that maybe someone else could die, someone I cared about so deeply, my friends, my sister, my Katie...

Katie placed her free hand on my other cheek and rested her forehead on mine.

"There's no shame in crying"

I felt a tear ran down my cheek.

My Jazzie, my lovely sister, with her messy blond hair, always trying to hang out with my friends, always smiling and laughing, always terribly annoying... If something ever happened to her...

"I-" I swallowed and tried not to stammer or sob "I want to tell you s-something"

I had to tell her. It could be now or never. Did I really want to die without telling her I loved her? Because I really think I did. What else could this be but love? I dont think I had ever felt something this strong. And since there was a chance we may day here...

"Don't" she said. She didn't move, neither did I. I didn't even dare to open my eyes, though I wanted to, I wanted to stare at her, to see her while I still could "Tell me when we get home. You promised..."

"I know I did, but..." the need was burning inside my chest, I had to do something, I had to tell her. I must. I knelt down, without separating our foreheads, without opening my eyes. I took her face on my hands, her cheeks were wet, my hands were trembling, my brain was saturated with a million different thoughts and concerns. "Then at least let me do this"

Gently I pressed my lips against her. Just my lips. They were wet too, like mine, but I didn't care.

Kate was soft. Softer than anything else in the whole world.

Kate was perfect. More perfect than anything else in the whole Universe.

She didnt move, she didn't push me away. Was it true then? Did she feel something for me too?

Here was another reason to live.

"Guys..." Danny said in a shallow, dead voice. He was getting closer. With an awkward movement, I dropped my hand and leaned away from her as I opened my eyes and avoided her eyes. Just seconds later Danny appeared from behind the car. Her eyes and face were red "We decided to sleep in the cars, we're going to take turns to sleep"

"Al-alright" I said. The magic had ended, Danny had thrown me back into reality.

"Are you alright, Katie?" he asked her. She didn't answer, I didn't look at her, she must have nodded "You don't have to take turns, you can sleep"

"Right, 'cause I'm useless"

"Come on, I didn't say that"

She sighed "I know..." and then she started to cry again. This time I put my arms around her. Danny bit his lips, he was going to cry to, which made me want to cry again, like a chain reaction.

I wondered how many times I would see Katie cried, she seemed unstoppable.

The sun was setting, soon we would be sorrounded by darkness, we'd be in danger again. I don't think I would be able to sleep, I would wake up every five minutes, I was too nervous to sleep.

Mum must be waiting for us to call, and, oh, how I missed her voice! I wondered when I would be able to hear it again.

When would this all be over?