Graham wrapped his arm around my shoulders and led me back to the hotel room. I was still crying a few tears and I'm just glad Graham understood. I told him I wanted to stay in the hotel overnight, then go back to the Rehab Center. I didn't feel safe anymore.
I was a mess from then on until we left. I didn't cry, but I was just depressed. I felt like I had killed him. I ruined his life, I killed him. I had lost two of my best friends.
We walked back to the rehab center later the next day. We were welcomed back by everyone, who was waiting in the lobby for us. Everyone was in tears, and I noticed Emma was back. Heather and Eliza were near the front of the crowd, along with Rachel and Emma. I ran up and hugged everyone, and they welcomed us back. I wiped the few tears out of my eyes and looked over to Emma.
"How ya doin', kid?" I asked, trying to smile for her.
"It was meant to be. I'm sorry you had to be involved, Kers. He's in a better place now." she said. I knew he was. I was happy she understood.