Serena

I have fallen into depression. I spend most of my day staring off the balcony at the tumbling ocean and showing as much emotion as a brick wall. I don't talk and don't eat. I can tell Eric is dying to talk to me, but Kathryn said no. I hear them fighting a lot inside. It's sad, but I can't find the motivation to help. I stare at how happy the tourists are below and it makes me sick. They don't have a crazy guy trying to kill them. They aren't crippling in depression. I miss my friends so much. I miss Riley's smile, Trenton's laugh, and Megan's jokes. They were my everything and now I have nothing. Kylie wails all day long, Nathaniel curls up in a chair and refuses to move, and Dawson stays sprawled out on the bed waiting for it all to be over. I don't blame him.

"I hate this!" Kylie screams, crazy taking over. I think she's just so sad she gets crazy spells. She screams at nothing and throws lots of things. "I hate you all! Take me home!!"

"It's going to be alright, Kylie." Kathryn says soothingly.

"YOU DON'T EVEN CARE!!" she screeches at me. I don't turn around. "SHE DOESN'T EVEN CARE TRENTON'S DEAD!!"

"Kylie, you're going to be ok. How about you lay down and rest for a moment ok?" Kathryn tries to help.

"DONT TELL ME WHAT TO DO!!" Kylie screams once more before collapsing on the bed. Kathryn sighs once Kylie falls asleep. Her crazy spells are weird. She will wake up and not remember a single thing. It must be scary inside the room. I'm too sad to even check on them. The day passes and the sun starts to set and the sky turns orange. I can hear faint whispers behind me, then the balcony door slides open then closes again.

“Serena, please talk to me." Eric pleads. I don't respond.

"Just for five minutes." I don't respond.

"Please." I don't respond.

"SERENA TALK TO ME!!" he yells impatiently and I whirl around to face him. I stare him straight in the eye.

"I have nothing to live for," I croak.

"Sometimes it's really hard to believe you and Trenton were never together," he mutters.

"Excuse me?"

"Don't play dumb with me. I know you and Trenton were secretly together."

"What are you talking about?! Trenton and I were never together and never will be so shut your mouth!" I yell at him.

"You're getting so worked up because you know I'm right!" he yells back.

"Kylie was Trenton's first and only girlfriend and you are my first and only boyfriend! Why are you so worried all of the sudden?!"

"Because you are taking this death harder than the other ones! How am I supposed to know if you and him ever got together?!"

"I tell you everything!!"

"I don't think so!!"

"You're getting worked up over a friendship I had with a guy who's now dead!! The reason this is such a big deal is because he was part of me! OUR MENTAL CONNECTION WAS LITERALLY LIKE BEING CONNECTED! IT’S LIKE A PART OF ME DIED AND YOU DON’T EVEN CARE! I’m done with you right now Eric!!"

"I’m done with you too! Maybe we should take a break from each other!" My heart sinks to my feet and tears spring to my eyes.

“I thought you were d-different Eric! I t-thought you would care about m-me! I thought... you would... trust me!! I g-guess I was... wrong!!" I sob and run inside. I hear Eric call after me, but I don't want to hear it. I hide under the covers of my bed and cry. This week sucks. My best friend dies and I think boyfriend just broke up with me. My life only gets worse from here.