Chapter 14: Chapter 14

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Being at home like a coward doesn't change the fact that she is dead.

I was exactly scared of what happened to Kezya would happen to Kendal too. That's the reason why I never let anyone too close to me, but I did and now Kezya is dead, because of me.

I thought Ken didn't care. Didn't care about that night, that it was just something she felt in the moment and that it just stayed that night. But there is no going back now. What's done is done.

Kezya is dead and if I am going to let Ken, she is going to end up like Kez. I don't want that to happen to her.

I just thought she didn't care but she did and I did too, but I never showed that I cared. I should have noticed the way she left that day when I introduced her to Kezya. The way she said she needed to go to the library to do something. She was never the library person. That was my sign. I should have noticed it. But I didn't.

Maybe that is what happened with Kezya. I must have missed a sign, that is what must have happened. I missed, I missed everything, I missed signs and now I am sitting here missing her. It is my mistake that she is dead. My mistake that she killed herself. I fucking hate myself.

I jerk when I hear a vibrating sound, It's my phone.

There are two notifications — One from Jack which says 'nxt monday is Kezya's funeral. That's the talk of the town'.

And the other from HonneyDead3541 - 'That funeral must have been yours. Don't worry, you'll have your's soon ;)'

I throw my phone and fall on my bed.

I get to see her one last time. One last fucking time, to see her beautiful face.

Just, I can't believe she is dead. She won't kill herself, not like that. She won't do that to me, Kendal, to her mother. Not to herself.

This must have been a murder. I know Kezya. I know her.

Even if I didn't know, I know she loves me and she knows I love her. She wouldn't do that. To me.

I need to find out what Kezya was doing that night at Ann Falls but before that, I also need to know what Ruby was doing that and who else she saw.

I need something. Something that might lead up to the reason why she did, what she did. Anything.

My phone on the floor vibrates again. I get up and pick it up, It's a call from Ken.

I swipe right to attend her call and her voice warm and calm comes through the speaker, "Hey, how are you doing?"

" I am fine," I say scratching my left eyebrow, "And it's literally been thirty minutes since you dropped me".

I could hear her breathing, slow and steady but her voice is urgent, "Did you hear?" she asks, and I know what she is asking about.

"Yeah. I know" I say, avoiding my quivering lips.

"We get to see he..." I could hear her voice break, "We get to see her one last time" and she sniffs.

I don't know what to say.

"You need to give a eulogy," she says, "so do I"

"Shit" I mutter. "I don't know Ken, I can't wrap my head around it. She is dead and her death is probably not suicide and now I have to see her in a fucking coffin"

"Yeah, I know. Did you hear from that sociopath?"

"Yup. Just a few minutes ago, saying that the funeral must have been mine" I say.

"Well, fuck him. I am going to get him caught red-handed" she says, and I could say she is smiling from her voice.

"I need to meet Ruby and ask her some questions. About that night, at the Ann Brooke Falls", I take a deep breath in, "I need to know who Kez was talking to".

"Well, fine" she finishes and the line goes to a beeping sound.

How do I write a eulogy? I have never done this before.