Alex and Jack walked into Caydee's room, only to see her still unconcious and barely breathing.
"Oh my God." Jack whispered as he crossed the room and stood on the side of her bed. Alex walked to the other side and brushed a strand of her long brown hair out of her face before he sat down.
"I don't know what I would have done if the neighbor didn't find her." Alex whispered, barely audible.
"Do they even know what happened?" Jack whispered.
"According to the police report, our neighbor found her lying on the bathroom floor in her own blood. She also took an entire bottle of her sleeping pills." He looked up from Caydee and into Jack's eyes. "She really wanted to die, Jack." He whispered.
"I can't even imagine why. She always seemed really happy."
"I know she wasn't on the inside. Not truly, anyway. She used to hurt herself, her thighs are covered in scars. That's why she never wears shorts. She had stopped though, up until recently. I should have looked deeper." Alex's voice was rising. "This is all my fucking fault, Jack." He jumped up. "Goddamn it! I should have fucking stopped her! I shouldn't have left her alone! I saw the fucking signs, Jack, but I didn't do a damn thing! This is all my fault!" He yelled over the bed.
"Alex, look at me. Listen to me." Jack said slowly. "You cannot blame yourself. This is not your fault. You didn't force those pills down her throat. You didn't hand her the razor. You didn't cause this. You can't blame yourself for what she did."
"I just wish I knew why she did this to herself." Alex whispered, sinking back into his chair.
"She left a note, you know." Dr. Wright said from the door way. Neither man had noticed she came in.
"What?" Alex asked, stunned.
"Yes. She was holding a note when they found her."
"Why did you not mention this before?" Alex said with an edge in his voice. He stood up abruptly.
"I didn't get a chance."
"Well, can I read it now?"
"Yes, here it is." Dr. Wright opened the file she was holding and removed a folded up piece of paper. Alex took it and walked over to Jack. "I'll give you two some time to read it." She said, exiting the room.
"You read it first." Jack said.
Alex began to unfold the note as he sat down on the windowsill.
"Is that...what's that on the corner?" Jack said quietly. Alex eyed him. They both knew, but neither could bring themselves to say it was Caydee's blood.
Alex started to read the note.

Notes

Short chapter. Five is going to be mainly her note. I wanted to make it it's own chapter so I wouldn't have a huge chapter of this and the note. It'll be up sometime tomorrow. I'm too tired to post any more ahah.