Saturday

I rub sleep from my eyes and stumble down the steps. I always have to get Madelyn up. She has dance practice today, and she doesn't know how to use an alarm. I stumble down the basement steps to get to Madelyn's room.

I slowly open the door, and her room comes into view. Her walls are all dark blue (Tardis blue to be exact). She has a closet door that's painted like the Tardis, and a Dalek next to it. She has some Doctor Who quotes on her walls. And some awards from her dance recitals. I pass the dresser and I see Madelyn's sleeping face. But, right next to her face is Dylan's face. I scream so loud it hurts my own ears.

Madelyn's and Dylan's eyes shoot open at the same time.

"W-what i-is he d-doing here?" I say stuttering on my words.

Madelyn looks at me with her hazel eyes, and holds her sheets up to her chin.

"Olivia, I can explain. It's not what it looks like." She says.

"Oh yeah? Well, it looks like you're sleeping with my best friend's brother." I say.

"Okay. It is what it looks like."

"Are you two even dating?"

"No. But-"

"Then why?" I interrupt.

"We want to start dating."

"Just, please, don't let my sister know. She'd freak out." Dylan says.

"What's going on?" Emily says walking into Madelyn's room. Her eyes go wide at the site of her brother. She screams as loud as me.

I begin to shake my head. "No. Just no. You two should've waited until you got married. Madelyn it's time to get up, you have dance today. Hopefully you're not too tired for that."

Emily and I walk upstairs traumatized. We both sit on my floor. That's one way to get woken up, right?

"That's just terrible." Emily says.

I stare at nothing and nod.

A few hours pass, and Emily and I stay in my room the whole time. My phone buzzes. I got a text.

"You gonna look at that?" Emily says.

I nod. The text is from Tyler Wolfe. "It's from Tyler!" I say.

I start jumping up and down excited. Tyler Wolfe sent me a text. He never texts me. I take a seat on my bed, and prepare myself for what he says. Emily is sitting on the other side of my bed just as excited as me.

"Open it. Open it!" Emily says. "What if he says he wants to hang out with you?" I unlock my phone. "What if he says he loves you?" I click on 'messages.' "What if he sent you the cutest text ever?"

I read the message quick, expectant that he'll say he wants to hang out. I drop my phone on the bed in shock. I stare at my bed. Emily's questioned voice gets muffled by my tears.

"Oh. Liv. Oh. I'm so sorry, Livy." Emily says. She read the text. I know she did.

It was a group text to a few of Tyler's friends. His mother sent it. It didn't get sent to Alyssa, or Zachary, surprisingly. But, it got sent to me. To me. His mother wanted me to know that he died. And it's all my fault. I could've done something to prevent it happening.

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