This Can't Be The End of Me

Chapter 14: "Shocking Event"

The sound of an ambulance blaring in the distance echoed through the air—But why?

(Flashback)

(Vivian's POV)

Is she asleep now? Let me check her health status to make sure everything is okay.

I'm at her front door now, knocking softly to let her know someone is here. But to my surprise, she's sleeping peacefully.

But wait, what's that? Is that blood?! Why is there blood? I need to check this out.

It's heartbreaking to see that she's stabbed herself with a knife. I immediately call the police.

The police arrive, looking concerned.

"Miss, it looks like this was a suicide. Perhaps she had been planning this for a while. We'll need to take her and prepare her for burial. But before we go, you should take some time to process this," the police officer says, his words stabbing at my heart. It's so painful to see her like this.

There's something small in Charlotte's pocket. Oh, it's a little notebook, maybe a diary? I think I should read it.

(Writings inside Charlotte's diary)

Day 1: It's been exhausting after what happened to my loved ones.

Day 2: Wow, the pool was fun today! So many things to do!

Day 3: Why did I ever trust you, fake friends!

Day 4: My best friend, who I admired, left me standing here while she found a new best friend...

Day 5: Why can't she just read my messages? I wish I didn't exist so she and her new friend could have more time together.

Day 6: I never knew "I love you" were your last words to each other when saying goodbye...

Day 7: Haha, thank me, my dear friend, for not telling you I was battling anemia the whole time.

Day 8: If you ever read this, please don't cry for me. I wasn't a good friend to deserve your tears. Hang out with your new friend, okay? Treat her better so she doesn't feel jealous. Remember, I'll always love you, even if you didn't treat me right. Goodbye, I think I'll end it here.

Damn! This was written many years ago... Did she find this among her things and try to remember?

I think I'm the friend she was talking about in this diary.

Azari... She was the one who introduced herself to me and asked to be best friends with her.

I met Charlotte when I transferred in 8th grade. She was such an intelligent classmate, someone you could always rely on.

Back then, I didn't know Charlotte well, but Azari betrayed her. Look at what has happened now!

I hope I don't see Azari crying, feeling guilty for not doing anything.

I hope you feel safe up there, my friend. I'm sorry for causing trouble for both of you. I was the problem.

Now Azari should understand the pain that Charlotte went through.