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Chapter 27 – Kitty (One year earlier)

“Katarina!” my mother yelled from downstairs. “Amelia is here to see you.”

“Coming mum!” I yelled back. I had been sitting crossed legged on my bed as I completed my math homework. I placed my blue pen down on top of my workbook. I left my notebook and textbook open so I could go straight back to work after I finished talking to Millie. I slid off my bed and left my room.

“Have you spoken to Maya yet, Millie?” I called as I ran down the stairs to meet her. She didn’t reply.

As I reach the bottom of the stairs, I stopped short.

Millie stood before me. Her eyes were red and wet. She had been crying. Not just that but she looks disordered. As if she had gotten dressed in a hurry. Her long hair was tangled and full of knots.

“What happened?” I asked as I walked towards her and pulled her into a hug.

She pushed me away. “I have something I have to tell you, Kitty,” She said as she looked me straight in the eye. “I'm so sorry.”

“What is it?” I asked nervously.

“Maya’s parents called me this morning,” she told me, raising her left hand to wipe away the tears that were reappearing in her eyes. “I told them not to call you. I didn’t want you to have to find out over the phone like I did.”

“Is Maya alright?” I asked quickly, my heart thumping in my chest. “Was she in a car accident or something? Is she injured? When do they expect her to get better?” Every possible scenario ran through my mind, but nothing prepared me for what Millie was going to tell me.

Millie shook her head as the tears began to roll from her eyes.

“Maya is dead,” Millie said through her tears.

My body went numb. I took a step backwards and stabilised myself by grabbing the stairs railing. Millie’s words ran through my head, but I couldn't make sense of them.

I had seen Maya the day before. The last memory I will ever have of Maya will be of her crying on my shoulder.

Never again would we talk about all the books we loved. We would never discuss what we would give up to go to Hogwarts or argue over whether Katniss belongs with Peeta or Gale. The next time I have an economics class, the seat next to me will be empty and will remain that way until the end of the year. I will never hear her laugh again or see her smile.

She had wanted to be a professional painter. Now that dream will never come true. She will never get married or have children. Never grow up or graduate high school. Never visit India like she had always wanted to.

“She killed herself, Kitty,’ Millie told me as she began to cry harder. “Maya is gone.”

Millie grabbed hold of me and pulled me into a hug. She continued to cry, her face is buried in my hair and shoulder.

I didn’t cry.

Even as I thought of all the things Maya would never be able to now, I couldn’t cry.

Not even when I thought of everything that would have caused my close friend to make the decision to take her own life, I still didn’t cry.

I just felt empty.

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