I remember that day perfectly. 3-16-08 It's 6:30 P.M when I arrive at one of my all time best friends house. When I arrive, she's the only one home. Shes sitting on her bed crying. When I see her, I sit next to her and ask what's wrong. She says, "It's my dad. He got in a car accident. He won't make it. Tyler and mom are with him at the hospital now. I couldn't go. I couldn't face him looking like that." I said "Don't worry. It'll all be ok. You have me." She wiped her eyes, smiled, and hugged me. We pulled out one of our favorite movies and watched it. It was 11:30 P.M when we got a phone call from the hospital. I answered because she was on the computer. "Hello," I said. "Kaila? It's Amanda (her mom). I have bad news. Louis (her dad) died. They couldn't keep him going any longer. His last words were 'Tell her I love her'. Could you do me a favor? Tell her all of this for me? Thanks. We should be home around 1:00 A.M. I love you guys. And thanks." I said, "OK. Sure. I'll tell her. And I'm so sorry to hear that." As I said this, I felt tears in my eyes. She said, "Thanks. Bye." "Bye." I walked into her room and told her it was her mom. She turned to me and asked if her dad died. I told her yes he had and that the last thing he said was that he loved her and I told her how much I loved her. She began to cry. By this time it was 11:35 P.M. She went to her bed and pulled out a long box from underneath. She rolled up her sleeve. Running up her arm was a column of pink scars. She said, "This is what I do when I get upset. It helps." She opened the box and pulled out a razor blade. She placed the edge against the skin on her wrist and made a quick swiping motion. A thin line of blood appeared. Then she made 4 more identical cuts going up her arm. I was still to shocked to stop her. When I could speak I said, "Give me that." She asked me why. I said, "Because I want to try." I grabbed the blade and lifted my right arm up to meet the sharp edge of the blade. As I made the cut, I discovered it did help. It made me feel alive. It showed that no matter how bad my heart was hurting, it still functioned enough to pulse blood through my veins. I also made 4 identical cuts. When I looked up, I noticed that there was blood everywhere. I was shocked. Because it wasnt my blood, it was hers. 4 of her 5 cuts went directly through a vein. As I began to panic, I picked up the phone. Then I threw it back down. Then I picked it back up and dialed her moms phone number. When she answered, I told her that her daughter had made 4 very deep cuts directly through a vein. She rushed home, but it was to late. My best friend was gone. When she saw me, she bandaged my arm because she had to do something to distract her. It was 11:57 P.M when they declared my best friend officially dead. I cried for hours after that. I felt like I shouldn't be alive. I asked myself, what makes me special? Why do I deserve this? Then it hit me. I don't deserve this. If she shouldn't be here, I shouldn't either. The next day I weas sitting on my bed, still in shock, when my phone rang. The caller ID flashed 'Ty'. I answered with, "I love you." He said, "I love you to." But it wasn't that kind of love. He was gay. He was more like a brother to me. And he needed me more then ever. He said then, "My mom just told me we're moving. We're going to stay with my uncle. We leave in four days. For the next 3 days, while his mom packed, he stayed at my house. We missed four days of school. The first three we spent doing everything we could together. We wanted to make as many memories out of the time we had together that we could. Then on the fourth day, my mom drove him home. I hugged him goodbye and kissed him on the cheek. He did that cute blushing thing he always did. Then he asked me if we could talk for a minute. I said sure. He brought me to an empty spot. Then he confessed to me something I never thought I'd hear him say. He said, "Kaila, I'm not gay. I was before. But you changed that. I've never felt how I feel around you before. I want to hold you and never let you go. I want to protect you from anything that could possibly hurt you. I think I might be in love with you." I said, "Good. Because I'm in love with you to. Your plane is leaving. Call me when you get there. I love you, Tyler." He said, "I love you to, Kaila." Then he kissed me. And that was the last time I ever saw him in person. And I'll never get to see him in person. THE END I love you Ty. And I love you Jessie.