Colette's POV
It had been two months since phoebe had gone and i was losing it. I had turned back to self-harm. My arms and legs were covered so i had started on my hips and stomach. I had hardly eaten so i hadn’t taken my pills. The voices were back and worse than ever. I hadn’t spoken properly to cc since she had gone and i knew he was worried. "Come on baby please tell me you're alight" "I’m not okay cc i need her back" i whispered to him as we searched the streets again. Ashley came running up to us "I saw a girl who looked so much like phoebe in the tattoo parlour, she did this for me but she looked different" "Give up Ashley it’s not going to be her and how the hell would you know" i screamed at him running to the park.
4 Months later
It had been 6 months since phoebe had disappeared. I blamed myself every day. Deep down i knew Andy and Ashley had caused it but i still blamed myself. I hadn’t been eating. All i had been doing was searching America for her. "Baby please talk to me we have searched everywhere I don’t think we are going to find her" "We have to i need her cc" i muttered at him while looking at my arms again. I had run out of room on my legs. There was nothing cc could have done to stop me. I walked up and down the same road for hours. Just as i was reaching breaking point i saw a face i thought i recognised. I ran over to her "Excuse me are you......... No you’re not I’m sorry to have bothered you" i said starting to cry again "baby come here we not going to find her she doesn’t want to be found" "i have to find her cc i have to its all my fucking fault i shouldn’t even still be here" i screamed at him running off. I got into my car and drove. I didn’t know where i was going but i went. I ended up in an empty car park listening to my bands new cd. Even with phoebe gone we still produced a record in hope it would bring her back. We had Andy and Luke singing the songs for us. I saw someone else pull up. It was the same girl who i had thought was phoebe. I stopped staring at her because i knew no amount of staring was going to make her morph into my phoebe. Instead i stared right at the big brick wall in front of me. I had thought of suicide often in the past few months. It was now or never. I had to keep my promise. I slowly backed up the car. Then i drove at full speed towards the wall.......... The last thing i remember was a satisfying crunch of something before it all faded to black.........

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