Michael's POV
I couldn't believe what had happened. James ignored me as we walked home. He had every reason to.

I had blamed her for my mother's death but now I realise that I had been wrong. A car had ran my mom over before she got there.

So she hadn't done anything but try to help my mom and I blamed her. I had even told her she was a mistake. I realized what I had done wrong.

"James we have to go back. I know you have a crush on her and all but I love her and she's hurting because of me.

I have to go and make things right with her. I'm really sorry." I said to him. He smiled and nodded.

"Oh and by the way, I don't have feelings for your girl. I think I'm gay. I'm not sure though." He said and began running to her house.

I managed to get out of shock and ran after him. We could discuss it later, right now I had to get my girl back.

We stormed into her house and began calling her name. She didn't reply so we started looking for her.

I ran up the stairs to the bedroom but she wasn't there. I opened the  bathroom door and I almost died.

I hurriedly rushed to her as I yelled for James. I got in the tub filled with her blood and pulled her out.

She looked so pale and defeated and she was barely breathing. I was panicking as James called and ambulance.

I had no idea of what to do. The love of my love was going to die in my arms and it terrified me. I couldn't live without her.

She was my ray of sunshine. She was my world and my everything. I tore up my shirt and tied it around her wrists.

I kept a hand on her neck and made sure she was breathing. The ambulance arrived after what felt like years and took her away.

I sat in the ambulance with her and asked James to call her parents. I held her hand and for the first time in years I cried.

I was so scared of losing her. The thought of her dying made nausea twist in my gut and the pain felt like a hot branding iron had been shoved down the throat.

The last few moments were blurry. I found myself sitting on the floor in the hospital and staring at the door to the room she was in intently.

He parents had arrived and her mother hadn't stopped crying. I guess deep down in her cold and cruel heart, she loved her daughter.

James arrived later with a sobbing Maria and a pale looking Mason. They talked to me but I couldn't hear a word.

My mind was on the letter Kaitlyn had left me. She tried to kill herself because she thought she was a mistake.

I was the one who told her that she was a mistake and she had believed it.

We sat there for hours until finally the doctor came out of the room. I got up and rushed to him.

"Are you a relative of Miss. Pierce?" He asked. "Yes, we're her family." Her father answered.

The doctor stared at us in pity. My  heart was breaking. Oh God, please tell me that she's not gone. Please!!

"We're truly sorry. We tried everything but she didn't make it." He said sorrowfully.

I immediately collapses onto the floor as the tears flowed like a stream. At that moment Maria began yelling and screaming.

"No, she's not dead. She's just sleeping. She'll wake up." She ran into the room and we all chased after her.

It was then that it really sunk in. Kaitlyn lay on the bead, lifeless and still. My girl wasn't breathing,she wasn't smiling.

I would never hear her voice or see her eyes shine again. I wouldn't get to hear her laugh or kiss her again. I could never tell her how much I loved her anymore.

"Kat, get up. Why aren't you getting up? They're wrong. You're not dead. You're just sleeping. Wake up Kat!!" Maria yelled as James held her.

He trued pulling her out of the room but she resisted.
"You promised me that you'd always be there, remember? You said that it'd be just you and I, in a big house by ourselves.

We would eat ice cream and cry over the notebook. You promised. You said you'd protect me.

Kat, get up. I can't lose you. Not you. Please just come back to me! Don't leave me! Kat!!! I need you!! Don't leave me!" She yelled as her voice cracked in pain.

It made everyone cry harder. It made me regret all I had done to her. She died in pain.

She died thinking no one loved her. She died thinking she was a burden. She died without the world ever knowing she existed.

She never got to do so many things. She had wanted to help all the orphaned children around the world.

I walked up to her dead body and placed a soft kiss on her cold forehead. "I'll always love you no matter what." I whispered to her.

I walked out of the room covered in her blood and feeling defeated. I was done with this town. This city.

Right after her funeral I was going to leave and never return. Too many memories. I was met outside by the students of our school.

Some were wearing their pajamas and they looked at me for information. "She didn't make it. She's dead." I said.

I walked out of the hospital not caring that it had began to rain. I walked in the rain as I cried. I couldn't believed she was dead.

It hurt so much. I promised her that we would get married someday and have kids. I promised to take her to Disneyland since she wanted to go there.

I promised to teach her how to swim and how to bake a cake. I promised her so many things yet I failed her and now she was dead.

It hurt more than anything. I fell on the ground and yelled out my frustration. How would I live without her voice, her smiles, her everything?

My life was ruined and it was all my fault. I had ruined her and I will live with the  guilt for the rest of my life.

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I know some of you are mad and others are sad. I wasn't planning for Kaitlyn to die, it just happened.

But I didn't know how to end the book. I suddenly felt that it shouldn't be about April Fool's day since its already passed.

There are two more chapters left in this book and I'll end it after that.