Trigger Warning this part of the book talked about Suisidal tendency if you get affected by stuff like that skip to a different chapter

Damian's Pov
Why, why, why,why . Was all that went thought my mind as I saw the wall with all of the notes the guys stuffed into y/n 's locker with huge red words saying YOU DID THIS.

I ran for father's or Alfred still help.

Why couldn't I not be a good brother I caused this all of it.

"Father, Father you need to come up stairs." I said but father just brushed me off.

"What ever it is it can't be important for this vary moment." He said still looking at his laptop.

"You sure because I think your daughter being dead might be a big deal." I said and he dropped everything and started running up stairs right behind me. I showed him what y/n did to her wall. We tried to unlock her door but it wouldn't budge.

Jason Dick and Tim came home after 5 minutes of us trying to get the door open.

"If she's dead in blame you!" Jason yelled. I don't blame him I mean it is my fault. She's my only sister and I just had to be an ass to her. But instead to admit it my false pride kicked in.

"How the hell is it my fault I didn't tell her to kill herself." Yes I actually did.

"It's your fault for not being a brother to her and someone had to had written this note with your handwriting saying for her to!" Jason yelled.

"Damian why the hell would you do that to y/n." Father said.

"I-i don't know." I said putting my head down in shame.

Jason just started to shoot the door I don't know if out of rage or what but he does and he does manages to get the door open but I wish he didn't.

Y/n! Tim yelled. We all rushed over to her unresponsive body. There were pills scattered on the floor. I looked at her tear stained flushed out cheeks. I guess before she did it she was crying.

"Why. Why. Why" I muttered to myself as I looked down at y/n body.

'I did this' I thought to my self.

'What kind of a brother am I'

Father had called the paramedics. They didn't even ask who caused her to do it the saw the wall a and shook there heads but never asked a question.

They said we were to late if we called earlier and opened the door she would be in a coma but we were 5 minutes to late. To late to save y/n life. 5 minutes to late for me to tell her I'm sorry.

She was pronounced dead to the public 1 hour later. If you thought this house was quite before it is now with out her. We locked her door not taking down anything.

The next day I went to school to clear her locker. There were lots of sad faces when they saw me her best friend came up to me so mad

"YOU DID THIS TO HER. YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO BE THERE FOR HER. YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO BE HER BROTHER. WHAT KIND OF BROTHER DOES THIS TO HIS SISTER." She yelled at me and I deserved it is even deserved the slap she gave me. She was right what kind of a brother am I.

Today was y/n funeral everyone was here paprtzi didn't disturbed us. Everyone was here the entire school and pluses more. Her best friend gave a speech that made everyone cry. Everyone in the family gave a speech except for me. I couldn't go up there a say something when I was the one who caused it in there first place.

As they buried y/n into the ground next to her mother all that went thought my head was 'What kind of a brother does that to his sister.' This will haunt me for the rest of my life. It's already affecting me.

Part two this was Damians POV after the incident.