16. My Fault
She didn't remember me.
Of all the people she didn't remember, it was me. She could have forgotten Luke or Michael or anybody else, but she forgot me.
She was still pissed at me when she left. I was pissed at her for leaving. And now I will have to carry the guilt for this forever.
She could of died and I was mad at her. She could have remembered me being mad at her and hated me forever. But at least she would have remembered me.
I stare at Calum. He watches as she runs off and his hand runs through his messy hair.
"Save it Calum. It isn't your fault."
"Yes it is! Don't give me that bullshit! If I would have had her stay maybe even a few more minutes, seconds, we wouldn't be in this mess. But I just let her go and now Taylor has a broken leg and a few broken ribs. Spencer doesn't have a place on his body that isn't in pain, and Camry can barely remember my middle name. Just to add onto that, Trace is dead. So yeah Ash, it is kinda my fault." He says bitterly. Then he storms off to go look for his sister.
And so do I.