Chapter Thirty - Seven

ALEXIS' POV

I woke up and my mind was blank for a moment. I sat up and tried to think back to who I was and where I was. The truth of everything came rushing to me and that's when it hit me. Hannah was dead.

My own Hannah. My very own Hannah with her hair, actions and inactions and the personality and everything else, Hannah was gone. I'd never see her again. I'd never talk to her again. Hannah was gone. I couldn't help myself as I began to sob.

I slid and sat on the floor, burying my face in my hands. I don't know for how long I sat in the silence crying, but I cried. I went over all the memories I had of Hannah in my mind. From the first day we met to the very last day I'd seen her. I took my phone and began to stare at our pictures.

It was unbelievable. My best friend was gone, I'd never see her again. I thought I'd run out of years but more came at that moment and I welcomed it, crying some more.

My precious Hannah was gone. Was that why she had been unable to respond to my tex