The Moth Diaries Page #3

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Where have you been?

- I was busy.

Why did you complain

to Mrs. Rood

about Ernessa's room?

- Lucy, it's right across

the hall from me,

and it smells really bad.

- I thought you would be more

sensitive, considering.

- Considering what?

- Her dad killed himself.

- I didn't know.

- I thought you, of all people,

would understand.

- November 9th.

His last day on Earth.

Lucy didn't remember.

She never said anything.

We spent it together

last year.

- What's your favorite memory

of your father?

Let's think about that.

- If I had to pick one moment,

it would be the night we saw

the Luna moth.

- Look.

There.

You see it?

I've never seen a moth

like that before.

- The Luna moth was the most

beautiful thing I've ever seen.

Why weren't those things

enough for him?

"A person may become a vampyre

if he dies unseen."

My father

wanted to die unseen,

like an animal who wants

to curl up and die alone.

- Don't feel bad

about your father.

Some of the greatest artists

went mad or committed suicide.

Some people find great joy

in the prospect of death.

Just thinking about it

can be a comfort,

like lying in your bed

and pulling up the covers.

The moment of death

is ecstatic.

It's the most joyful sensation.

You're being born into

a new existence.

- Is my father's illness

in my blood too?

I wonder when he did it.

How much did it hurt?

And did it really

take the pain away?

- Party in my room tonight,

FYI.

- Okay.

- Hello, she.

What'd you bring me today?

- Hey, so tell me,

are you nervous?

- Of doing it?

- Yeah.

- Well, Kiki said

it wouldn't hurt that much.

- I know.

It's just the whole thing.

I mean,

what if it feels weird?

Or what if you change your mind

right in the middle of it?

- I don't know.

Part of me just wants

to get it over with, you know?

- Don't do that.

- We have to.

It hides the smell.

- I mean it.

I'll have to leave.

It'll suffocate me.

It's so sweet.

- All right.

You guys move to the window.

We'll just

freeze our butts off.

- Right.

- How does it feel?

- It's fine.

I don't even feel anything.

- Are you serious, Becca?

- Are you okay?

Just lie down, okay?

- Don't cry about it.

- Speaking of yesterday,

of life.

Eccentric.

- What's going on?

- I need to tell you.

Listen to me.

I need to tell you,

tell you what it's like.

When I first came here,

we took the boat over.

I kept looking

at the gray waves,

and I kept saying to myself,

"Jump, jump."

But it was too cold.

The Brangwyn Hotel.

I arrived with the same secret

that you did:

a father's suicide.

My mother brought me here

because she wanted to put

an ocean between his death

and me.

But to me,

an ocean was nothing.

Everywhere I went,

I heard my father's voice

calling to me.

- Yes!

- Charley.

- Oh, my God!

Whee!

- I have this wonderful idea.

What you need to do...

- Come on.

- Oh, my God!

- Okay, guys, watch this.

One, two, three!

Hey, Miss Rood,

can you get my chair?

Oh, my God!

- Ernessa should never have

given us those crazy drugs.

Charley's been expelled.

The school wouldn't give her

a second chance.

- This is all Ernessa's fault.

- She thinks she can get away

with anything

and no one can touch her.

Dora?

Are you awake?

- Yeah.

- Okay, I need your help.

- What?

- I'm gonna go along

the gutters

to see what's inside

Ernessa's room.

Can you watch out?

- What if Ernessa sees you?

- I'll just pretend I'm going

to Kiki's room.

- Okay.

Hurry up,

before someone sees you.

Becca!

You've got to come now.

Get back to your room.

Come on.

But I saw-

- Go on.

Now, go on.

What was wrong with you

last night?

I mean,

what happened out there?

- When I looked

into Ernessa's room,

I could see these moths.

- Yeah?

Okay.

- No, but thousands of them.

- That's impossible.

- I saw them.

There were thousands

of these shiny little moths,

and they started throwing

themselves against the glass.

- I'm sorry,

but you're really letting

this whole Ernessa thing

get to you.

I think

you're imagining things.

- Dora, you have to believe me.

There's something really weird

about that room.

Come out with me tonight,

and I'll show you.

- You're scaring me, Rebecca.

- Please, look,

I have to prove this to you.

- Okay.

Okay, I'll do it.

- Okay.

- Okay, ready?

- Well, it's slippery.

- We can feel our way along.

- You almost fell last time.

What's that?

- Did that just happen?

- I don't know.

- Do you believe

in the supernatural

or the spirit world?

- No.

Those are just fairy tales.

- Dora,

she walked through glass.

- Maybe she left

her window open.

- You know she didn't.

- Or it was a trick

of the light.

- Why are you pretending

you're not freaked out by this?

- I am, okay?

But it can't be real.

There has to be a rational

explanation behind this, okay?

We'll talk about it

in the morning.

- Yeah, okay.

Dora...

- And you're certain

you heard nothing?

One of your classmates

had an accident

right outside your window-

a fall.

- I'm a very deep sleeper.

Maybe you should ask one

of the other girls.

- The holly and the ivy

When they are both

full grown

Of all the trees

that are in the wood

The holly bears the crown

Oh, the rising of the sun

and the running of the deer

The playing

of the merry organ

Sweet singing in the choir

The holly bears the blossom

as white as a lily flower

- I know it's been hard,

what happened with Dora.

The whole thing

just seems so-

do they think that she-

- No.

She was very happy.

She had no reason.

Mom, it was an accident.

That's all it was.

- It's okay if you don't want

to go back there.

- No, no.

I have to go back.

Mom, I can't change schools.

- Okay.

You know, I was thinking

it would just be really great

if we could get away.

I called John...

- Dora fell.

She must have fallen.

She went out there again

and slipped just like I did.

Ernessa didn't walk

through glass.

She couldn't.

The window

must have been open.

It was dark.

I won't let myself believe

things I know aren't possible.

Hi.

- Hi.

- Did you come in by train?

- My mom gave me a lift.

- How was your-

- I got to return these

to the library.

- Wait.

Lucy, wait, please.

I'm sorry.

Last term, I just-

I guess I just got so jealous

of you and Ernessa.

I think I went a little-

I don't know.

Crazy.

I'm sorry.

- It's okay.

These things happen.

- No, it's not okay.

It's my fault about Dora.

I made her go up on the roof.

- Rebecca,

we all went up there.

You can't beat yourself up

over this.

- I've just been so stupid.

I-I hated being jealous.

I never want to feel

like that again.

- I didn't want to stop

being friends with you.

It's just that you wouldn't give

Ernessa a chance.

- I've missed you so much.

- I missed you too.

- Let's just start over

and pretend like last term

never even happened.

- Yeah.

It feels like

a bad dream anyway.

- But you have to be friends

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