charlottes pov

my heart thumps against my chest. I look at what has surrounded me for the last 17 years and now it’s blurred. my head begins to throb. I wince in pain. I let out a deep sigh for the last time. I feel my my fingers clasp around the small but life threatening knife. I press it to my stomach just above my belly button. am I really about to do this. jacob is all that comes to my mind. I love him. I have loved him. and I will love him till the darkness envelops me. the memory replays.

he tells me to sit down

he says that somethings been on his mind

he says that he has found someone new

he says that he wants to break up

pain soars through my body as I feel the knife tear through my skin.

Goodbye, Jacob.

Jacob’s pov

I walk into the house, my arms full with a bouquet of roses and a basket full with gifts. I can’t wait to give these to charlotte and tell her it was all a prank.

as I inch towards the kitchen I see red liquid spiralling into the hallways like a river

fear overlaps my body. I drop everything in my hand and turn into the kitchen the thick liquid splashing beneath my shoes. there she lay lifeless, a knife sticking out of her.

“Charlotte!!” I cried. I knew it was too late. I let my thin layers soak up her blood as I lie nearly has still her. my sobs echoes throughout the house.