A note and a water's edge

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Warning this chapter talks about suicide  *

I wanted to cry as I had said goodbye to Callie and Cleo holding each of them separately telling them how sorry I was that I couldn't keep my promise to them, and that I wanted them to be good to the people that were going to take care of them. I kissed Cleo once more, hugging her tightly, feeling my tears. Praying this was all just an awful nightmare that I would soon wake from. I kissed Cleo apologizing again and thanking her for choosing me that wintery night. Feeling her purring as she kissed my tears. And I could feel my heart shattering as A told me it was time. I nodded burying my face in Cleo's fur, inhaling her smell and memorizing her purr. A comes up holding out his hands gently grabbing Cleo as she hissed and snarled. I feel my breath hitch as I watch him put her in her backpack as A zips it up with one of my shirts inside . Then Charon drives away. I turned away hiding my tears as I hugged myself tightly.
" I wish..." he stops
" I wish there had been another way" I nod
" Just promise me you'll check on her and that the people won't put her down" he nods
" I promise" I nod wiping my tears away so he doesn't notice.
" If you can give me some paper and a pen I will write the note. '' A says nothing as he goes to his motorcycle. I look at the way Charon had driven as A walked back over holding out a notebook with a pen just noticing he was wearing gloves.
" We only want your DNA on it'' I take the pen and paper walking over to find a place to sit. Finding a stair I sat down on it looking at the paper knowing this was my final goodbye to my sister's. With a shaky breath I begin writing my suicide note with tears hitting the page.

I walked up to  A and handed him the notebook and pen. He looks down at it  the his eyebrows raising
" Did you just write this poem as well?"
I nod
" Yeah I've always written poems when I'm in a really dark place" he just looks at me
" Are there any other poems?" I nod again
" Like I said I wrote when I was in a dark place it was my way of getting it all out" he then closes the book.
" That will help when they go looking in your apartment" and I know what he meant.
Once this was set in motion the police would open an investigation and search my home for clues where they would find my poems...and the note.
I bit my inner cheek knowing that there was no going back after this, that my life was about to change forever. I sigh
" So now we just need to plant the note and get me a sweater. A listens
" Alright then what?" I look him in the eyes
" And then I drown."

I chewed on my lip feeling my anxiety creeping up. Thinking of all the times I had wanted to just run away but now...now that this was happening I felt sick. Hearing a noise I looked up to see a figure walking towards me. I shrink myself into the shadows. Watching the figure walking towards me.
" I got you your blue sweater with the skeletal ribcage" I nod.
" That would be my favorite" A hands it to me as I look at it
" I'm going to miss this sweater" I put it on as we begin to walk through the park
" I've planted your note exactly where you said" I nod
" So can I  why you chose water" I smile sadly
"Because I've always said I've had a connection with water, that I always felt better after being around it" I look out at the water stepping on the stones feeling A watching me I ignore him
" How do we get my sweater far enough so it's believed?" I whisper
" Well that's where I come in" I look at A.
" The reason Charon met us here was because he was picking up more than you think" A grins, pulling his backpack off and opens it. I watch him suspiciously then he moves over reveling a drone.
" When you told me your plan I had Charon go grab my drone" I look at him in surprise
" So what we can do is put your sweater on here and then I'll fly it out and drop it where you tell me to" he grins at me
" Seems you thought of everything" he shakes his head
" I just want this to be easier on you" I wrap my arms around myself
" Thanks"
I thought of my sister's, my parents that had passed and my cats. Feeling my eyes burning as I even thought of Jake
" Let's get this over with".

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