Isn't it lovely?

All alone.

Heart made of glass.

My mind of stone.

Tear me to pieces.

Skin to bone.

Hello, welcome home.

I turned off the radio, as I parked my car near the cemetery.

Five hours. It took me five hours to Reach here, and it was worth it.

Stepping out of the car, I realized it was cloudy, it might rain soon.

But it didn't matter. I was finally here.

I walked inside the cemetery, taking in my surrounding.

This place is so lonely.

I saw thousands of graves, but my eyes were searching for a particular one.

Walking forward, I stopped infront of the particular grave I wanted to see.

Jasmine Davis.
2000-2017

"Why did you leave me? You knew I couldn't survive a day without you. I hate you for leaving me here, all alone. You have to come back to me." I said, staring at her stone.

I know she couldn't hear me, or respond, or...

I  just missed her.

"I hate you, so so much. Now that you're gone, I understand what it feels like, being the odd one out. I finally understand that you always lied to me. You said we were besties till death and we would stay together even after death. Then who gave you the right to die? I didn't. You ha-have to come back to me. You have to." I said, my voice breaking a little in the end.

I heard my own mocking voice inside my head.

She'll never come back. She's dead.

"Shut up! She will come back. For me." I shouted at myself.

"It's been more than a year, and I still miss you as if you were gone for a week's vacation. Do you even know what's going on? Tyler isn't the same anymore, all he wants to do is avenge for your death. I am not the same anymore. I have forgotten how to live. I don't do girl's night anymore, I don't do one night stands. I've finally given up on myself. I don't even know what I will do in the future. Maybe I should just die--" I jumped when I heard someone's very familiar voice from my behind.

"Don't say that."

Turning around, I saw George Davis standing there.

George was Jasmine's elder brother. He was like two years older than me.

"Then what should I do? I don't have a normal life anymore!" I almost screamed, my voice cracking in the end.

"Never give up on yourself Xandra." He said, his tone somewhat telling me that he was still a depressed man.

"I could say the same for you." I said, A small drop of water dropping on my cheek.

It was about to rain.

"Do you miss her?" He asked instead.

"A lot." I said, kneeling down on my knees, as I stared at her stone.

"Then take care of yourself. She would've never wanted to see you like this." He said, as he stood beside me.

A small tear escaped from my right eye, and I couldn't bear it anymore.

I broke down into a million of tears. I am like this now. I sobbed.

Not caring about my surroundings, or the fact that George was kneeling down beside me, I continued to sob.

I sobbed to such a point that I could feel rain drops soaking all my clothes, and mixing with my tears. I couldn't breath properly.

"Come back! I'll do anything for you!" I cried helplessly.

"Please. I beg you." I whispered, as George pulled me in for a hug.

He was a brother to me.

"I know you'd be with us, if heaven wasn't so far away." I said, staring at her stone, helpless.

I'm helpless.

"Let's go home." George said, after a while, when the rain stopped.

"You know I don't live here anymore." I told him.

"It's the weekend. Mom's been missing  you. Just stay for the night. Please?" He asked me.

I weakly nodded.

$$$$

"I've missed you." Lorraine said, her voice muffled as she pulled me into a hug.

"Me too." I weakly managed to say from her tight grip.

"Tyler was here a few hours ago." She said, as she pulled me away.

Of course he was.

I nodded.

"How's Lilly doing?" She asked me, as I sat down on the dining table of Jasmine's house, and my second home.

"Ah..she's great. She is just never home." I explained, as I told her that my mom's business was flourishing amazingly.

She nodded her head, as she went inside the kitchen.

I stared at the oh-so-familiar walls.

George entered the kitchen, as he brought all the grocery bags in with him.

That was Jasmine's job to do.

I smelled the familiar aroma of Lorraine's chocolate cake.

I gasped, when I saw her bringing that cake in her hand, into the dining area.

"Damn. You're still a kid." George said, as he ruffled my hair.

Wet hair.

He quickly withdrew his hand away as I stuck out my tongue at him.

Lorraine laughed at the two of us.

After eating the cake, Lorraine told me that I could stay in Jasmine's roo-- old room.

She gave me her sweatpants to wear as well.

Entering the room, I felt all the memories of us, attacking me.

I remember Tyler sneaking into Jasmine's room through the window at night, just to give Jasmine a scare.

I smiled as I stared at the window, before entering the bathroom.

Letting all my worries fade away for a while, I drowned into the shower.

I called Tyler. I told him that I didn't want to do the whole revenge thing.

Tyler told me, that I had to. Or else he won't talk to me again.

I didn't know what to do anymore. I finally gave in.

I can't let go of Tyler.

Jessica tried calling me a few times but I didn't pick her phone.

Cole called me for like a hundred times.

I didn't pick his call too.

I decided to meet Jasmine, as she was my only stress reliever at that moment.

Stepping out of the shower, I wore Jasmine's clothes on.

Walking into her bedroom, I plucked my phone out of the charger, on the night stand.

Just as I was going to switch it on, it slipped and fell under the bed.

Sighing, I got under the bed to find my phone.

I felt as though I touched something which wasn't my phone.

I picked it up and dragged it out of the darkness.

Dusting off all the dirt, I realized it was a black book.

Perhaps, a journal.

Opening it, I read the name.

Jasmine Davis.

Further opening it, I read the first entry.

1st January, 2016.

Dear diary,

Happy new year to you too. My first day went so well. I hung out with Xandra and Tyler as usual. Speaking of Tyler, he looked exceptionally handsome today. His blonde hair, were styled up. I wish I could run a hand through them.

I love Tyler Hudson, my best friend. I've loved him since forever.

But he never noticed me. He was a player after all. He used and threw girls like tissues.

And, I know he would never notice me, because...

He is in love with my best friend, Xandra.

A/N,

How many of you guys want a backstory from Jasmine's Pov now?

Or do you guys want one from Christian or Bethany's side?

I was just wondering, how many of you guys read or have watched the Harry Potter series?

I am a huge Potter head. And J K Rowling is my inspiration.

That's it for today.

Bye!

P.S: I've updated twice this week. Yay. Exams over.