Me and Michael make it to Cameron's house.

"Michael, what's the time?"I ask nervously.

He checks. "7:11pm!"

"Well, that's alright then, isn't it? Still got 4 minutes to convince her to.. well, not kill herself," I reply.

"Yeah, now, c'mon!"

Michael knocks on the door of the house, and Cameron answers a matter of seconds later.

"Oh, hey guys," he says.

"We need to see Janine," I say. Cameron laughs.

"I think you'll find she's gone out with her friends."

"No she hasn't! She doesn't have friends! That's only what she told you! Michael has this letter! Just.. just read it! Me and Michael have to come in, now!"

"Alrighty then.."

He opens the envelope and starts to read. I take Michael's hand and we run down to the basement, where Janine said she'd kill herself.

"Is this the basement?" I ask nervously, coming to the door.

Michael peeks through the keyhole.

"I'm assuming so.. it's completely dark in there," he says.

Michael's about to open the door, but then Cameron comes with the letter.

"I read the letter," he says.

"Yeah, we gotta get in this basement, now!" I cry.

Michael turns the door handle, but the door doesn't open.

"Uh, I think it's locked," Michael says.

"Cam! Please say you have a key!" I say in a panic. He nods.

"Yes, I do."

He takes the key from his pocket, and extends his arm with the key in it for me to take.

I'm about to grab it, but he pulls his hand away from me, and I miss.

"Cam, what are you doing? We need the key!" I cry.

Cameron smirks and walks closer to the door me and Michael are trying to open.

"This is a joke, isn't it? A real joke. She ain't in there, she's doing this for sympathy. Well, I ain't giving her none. This is a joke," he says.

I widen my eyes, and Michael does, too.

"Cameron, I think that's a serious letter!" Michael says.

Cameron tuts and shakes his head, clicking his fingers side to side, and holding the letter loosely in his free hand.

"Nah, it isn't. You've seen all the stuff she's done these past few months. She would go as low as this for you to make nice with her."

"But what if it really is real, hmm? How guilty will you feel then, that you let your sister die like that? She's threatening to hang herself!" I scream.

"Then, she'll be able to hear everything we're saying.. that's if, she really is in there. And, just in case she really is threatening to hang herself."

He leans his head on the door, and screams through it. "Janine, I don't give a crap if you die tonight. I disowned you, remember? Your death will have no change in my life. I'll be better off without the scum in life.. you've hurt too many people, and now it's your turn."

Wow, that was.. cruel.. I think.. I can't really tell, she's the biggest jerk on this planet, and I wanna kinda kill her myself, but I know I wouldn't kill anyone, and I wouldn't wish anyone dead. Not Daniel, not Rachel, not Janine. No one. Even if they'd wished me dead.

"Cameron, she's your sister!" Michael cries. Cameron shrugs.

"So? Has your sister ever hurt anybody, the way Janine does? In fact, has anyone ever hurt you the way Janine does?" he asks the both of us.

"Yes!" I cry out.

Michael and Cam look my way.

"Every second of my life is filled with pain! Sometimes, I just don't show it, sometimes it's so mild that I forget it, but I'm living in constant pain! And y'know why? Cos all I ever think about, when I'm sad or scared or in any kinda bad mood, is the horrible memories I've had, all the deaths of people I knew and loved, and that hurts! So Cameron, please! Just let me and Michael into that freakin' room! She's your sister, your only sibling! Don't you even feel a little guilt for being this way?" I ask sadly, trying to convince him.

"But she hurt too many people--"

"Oh, I don't care anymore! Daniel hurt people, he threatened to kill me, he didn't deserve to die! My mum and dad got involved in a car crash, they didn't deserve to die! My brother overdosed, he didn't deserve to die! My grandmother, she was crazy in the head, but she didn't deserve to die! And Rachel, the girl that I thought was Invincible, she shot herself after threatening to kill me! She killed herself because Michael refused to love her! But guess what? She didn't deserve to die, either! Now, I'll say this. Janine lied, manipulated, cheated, hurt and killed, but no one deserves to die, not even her! So please, let us in there!" I cry.

Michael strokes my shoulder, and I start to cry. But then I realise..

"Michael, what time is it?" I ask in a panic.

"Uh.. 7:14! It's 7:14!"

"Cameron, let us in, let us in that room now!" I scream, taking him by the collar and shaking him violently.

"But she hurt too many people.. and I'm gonna let her hurt herself," he says calmly, a single tear running down his cheek.

"Think of anyone you've ever cared for, imagine it's them in there. Now what would you do?" I ask, just as much calmness in my voice as Cameron.

He looks me in the eye, he can see the genuine pain and fright in my eyes. The minute will be over before he gives in, I know it.

"Ok.." he gives in, and hands me the key.

I run to the door, and unlock it quickly. Michael forces the door open, and we run into the darkness, and Cameron follows. We run down the basement stairs.

"It's still 7:14," Michael exhales, as we come to the bottom of the stairs.

We try to find the light, where is that damn thing? We run our fingers all the way around the room, until Michael finally finds it and switches it on.

"What's the time now?" I ask nervously.

"7:15.. it's just gone 7:15.."

There's another door in the way, so I run to that one and open it........

"Janine!" I cry, seeing her, just as she's about to tighten the rope around her neck.

"Becky, stay back!" she cries.

She extends her arm out, with a knife in it, threatening me to stay back. I step back, and Michael and Cam enter the room.

"It's 7:15, but you don't have to do this," Michael says.

"Oh, but I do! I have to, Michael.. I killed the baby, I killed people's lives.. now I'm gonna kill myself.. I can't live this life anymore, Michael.. I told you that in the letter."

Michael walks over to her, obviously not caring if the knife goes near him, and Janine's standing on a stool, the rope is tied around the ceiling fan, but the ceiling fan is switched off.

I watch Janine stand there, looking right into Michael's eyes.. she looks so pained, so scared, she has tears in her eyes, on the brink of falling down her cheeks.

"Janine.. you don't have to do this to yourself.. your life will get better, I know it.." I say.

I know I'm lying. As much as I hate her, I can't be mean now, otherwise, she'll jump from the stool, which'll kill her.

"Becky.. I'm sorry for everything I've done to you.. the New Year's Day kiss I had with Michael, sexually assaulting him, and the other boys, killing Michael's child.. his reactions to these things are hurting you, too, and I'm sorry.. and you, Michael, I'm sorry to you, too."

"Janine.." Cameron mutters.

Janine takes her eyes off Michael to look at her brother.

"Yeah, I heard what you said about me, that you want me dead. I know you've disowned me and that you hate me. That's another reason I'm doing this."

"Janine, why are you doing this? Is it that desperate ache for attention, the part of you that thinks, 'y'know what? No one's looking at me, and my flirty side isn't working, let's try the 'I'm gonna kill myself' crap instead, that'll get me more attention!' Because frankly, little sister, that doesn't work with me," Cam says.

Janine's tears fall down her face, and she beckons her brother her way. He obliges, for whatever reason, and stands by the stool she's standing on.

"Cam, this isn't for attention. I wasn't even gonna tell you.. it must have been Michael or Becky, cos I told them not to tell you until I was gone."

Cam thinks about this repsonse for a moment.

"Then why did you hurt so many of us?" he asks, with no emphasis whatsoever.

"Because I'm crazy in the head, Cammy! I'm mental! I deserve to die for what I've done to you all!"

"Yes, you are mental! And y'know what? If this whole death thing is real, can I be the one to kill you? Cos I am so sick of hearing your irritating, attention-seeking, whiney little voice! I want you out of my life forever, and I don't care how much pain you put yourself through!" Cameron screams, taking a hold of her collar, which is just seeable by the rope on her neck.

It looks like it's firmly tied, but not strangling her, yet.

"I know!..." her voice is a shout, but trails off a little. "I know..! And you think, just for a second, that I didn't know that..? Well, big brother, I did know that. I know you hate me, I know you want me dead.. but everything I've done these past few months.. they were to make you notice me, not for any other reason.."

"What?" Cameron asks.

Oh god, I know what's coming. That life story she told me that night when Michael was out getting ice cream.

"It's true... I just wanted some love, someone who gave a damn about me.. you used to love me, and you used to get on so well with me in the Jax.. but as soon as Michael came, that went.. it was lucky that Rachel was around for me.. but remember, when everyone heard I loved Michael and Daniel, how you called me a perv, easy, freaky? All those names you called me.. I did it because of that. Brothers are meant to love their sisters, and vice versa.. but I didn't get that.. Daniel died, Rachel died, and Michael and you were the only people I depended on.. but then Michael turned on me after I kissed him, and then you did... you all turned on me, when all I really needed was love.. that's why I'm doing this.. cos no one loves me. No one understands."

"All that you did to everyone.. was because you felt I didn't care for you enough?" Cameron asks.

Janine nods her head. "Yes.."

"I'm sorry.. I'm sorry, Janine.." Cam says softly, falling to his knees and bowing his head because of how upset and broken he is.

Janine drops the knife and strokes his hair, and tries to get him to stand up, struggling because she's got a rope around her neck.

She looks up to me and Michael. "I never wanted any of this."

"Then take that rope from your neck, and let us all forget about this," Michael says.

Tears form in Janine's eyes and she nods. "I wanna forget everything, Michael.. but I don't think I can. I've hurt so many people.. even my own brother."

"Why didn't you tell me all this sooner?" Cameron asks, lifting his head, revealing his red face and bloodshot eyes.

"Because I thought I was gonna die before you found out.. I was gonna let Michael and Becky tell you."

"What's the time, Michael?" I ask softly, trying to change the subject.

He checks his watch. "7:21pm."

"Well, you can't kill yourself now," I say. "It's gone past quater past."

Janine nods. "I know, Becky.. I know."

"So you're gonna take yourself down from there and forget all this?" Michael asks.

Janine nods. "Yes.. but it'll take a lot of time, a lot of time for sure.. oh, I don't wanna face life in prison, Michael!"

"I know, but.. you may have no choice now. We'll just see how it goes as time progresses."

Janine looks down, without moving her head, Cameron is standing himself up.

"We're gonna need a hell of a lotta time to forget all this," he says quietly.

"For sure. But look, c'mon, it's 7:22pm, 7 minutes past the original.. well, y'know.. we have to get outta here and try to get over this... ok?" Michael says.

Me, Cam and Janine all nod in agreement.. well, Janine can't really nod, but y'know what I mean.

"C'mon, let's get out of here," Michael says, taking my hand.

"Yeah, let's," Janine says, slightly reassured because of the conversation we've all just had.

Cameron walks her way, and takes her hand gently. "I think this has helped us all alot.. and I'm sorry for everything. I love you really, sis."

"I think so too.. me and you needed this. I'm sorry, for everything, and love you too, Cammy," she smiles.

Cam hugs her gently, then looks her in the eyes. They smile at each other sweetly, finally understanding each other. Janine then takes a step, to walk out the basement with us.

"Wait! No!" I cry out in pure terror, forcing my hand out of Michael's, and running forward.

But it's too late.

We had just sorted things out with her.

We had all just started to understand and respect each other, even if just a little more than before..

Cam and Janine had just started to learn to love one another.

Her hand glides out of Cameron's grasp.

She swings side to side, her head bowed down.

She was only trying to leave the room normally.

But oh, how things can change so drastically.

It wasn't planned..

But Janine just jumped off the stool without undoing the rope..

She's accidentally hung herself.

She's killed herself.. without wanting to..

Author's note: I got a little excited about writing that chapter, so I've updated already! But hey, updated within a day of the last chapter, just like old times....... were you expecting that? It's certainly different.. isn't it? Wow, how will they cope with this death? Ooh I'm so excited :p