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[22.] The Devil

{{DAMARA MARIANO}}
TW: SUICIDE

I've been here a week. I blocked everyone's number in my phone before giving up and destroying it all together. If their really worried then James can find me. Not that I want him to.

I pushed open the door to Vespers room for the first time since I got here. It's the one place Gabbie and Sam refuse to go, this is where they found him unconscious.

I walked into the space and it smelled like a teenage boy. I smiled slightly and sat down on the bed. I looked around the room before my eyes landed on the desk. I gasped, when I realized three envelopes on the surface. I grabbed them and realized they were his suicide letters.

Damara
Mom
Dad

They all were dated. The day before he did it. He was still breathing when he wrote these. He was still alive. I walked out of the room knowing it was enough for the day. I walked downstairs and into the kitchen where Sam
And Gabbie were drinking coffee and talking softly to one another.

"Guys." I mumbled staring at the letters. "Vesper wrote us letters." I looked up. They both froze in there spot. "You're probably not ready to read them but here." I handed the two envelopes to Sam and he thanked me. I walked out of the room and sat on the couch.

I slowly opened the letter with my name on it and read it to myself before everything in me turned ice cold. There was no fire in sight to save me.

Damara,
Hey, sis. If your reading this I am no longer here. It's okay. I'm okay. I'm actually really calm right now. But that's probably because I'm preparing myself to say goodbye to everyone. I've been so alone lately. This teacher at my school was the cherry on top. Mr. Carlisle. He always brought up the fact that I was gay. That I was going to hell. I don't care anymore. I know me doing this is selfish, I know what I'm doing is wrong. I'm so sorry I'm leaving you behind Damara. You don't deserve this. You've already lost everything and now more. But I heard your voice over the phone when I called you just a few minutes ago to hear your voice one last time. My big sister is in love. Let whomever that man be, take care of you. I'm proud of you too Damara.
Goodbye.
Sincerely, V.R

Before I could even say a word or shed a tear I was packing my things. I ran back downstairs and looked at them, Gabbie and Sam had the letters in there hands and looked up at me. I had a gun to my side and Gabbie opened her mouth.

"Give that man hell." She nodded and Sam did as well.

"Don't try to call me. I won't be... me for a while. I'll be at the service I promise." I left the house and got onto the bike.

I looked up the school and found the man who drove my little brother to end his life early. I did a background check and found where he lives. Give him hell she says? Oh I'll give him hell.

News flash Brian Carlisle. I am the fucking devil.

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I stepped though the man's house. It's pitch black, candles were lit everywhere. No photos anywhere. No, wife, or kids. Not even a girlfriend. Poor motherfucker. When I walked some of the candles went out. I walked into the kitchen and found my targets back to the fridge.

Truth is, his name isn't Brian Carlisle, it's Trent Quinn. He was in the same house the night my parents died. He was the one who gave me my biggest scars. He's also the one who just took everything from me.

"It took a little while to find this shitty house Trent. I have to say, I am not amused." I sighed playing with my knife.

"Ya' know Damara. So many people hate you. I was never one of them. I do admire your strength. Even when I gave you those nasty scars you didn't flinch, I don't think you have it in you to kill me though." He smirked turning around to meet my gaze.