Evangeline

The Note

Evangeline continued writing her suicide note.

"I'm Sorry

This might be stupid. I don't care though. I'm sick of it. Mom and dad, you guys treat me like complete shit! Quinton, I'm sorry. So sorry because I know you tried to cheer me up. Xiomara, I'm sorry also, you've tried as well to cheer me up but it just didn't help. I'm sorry for all the fights we've had, I regret everything I did to you. I didn't mean to hurt you. I wanted you to be happy as well but I have issues and I can't change who I am, I've tried but I'm addicted to things that make me go insane.

I can't put the blade down. There's no space for anymore cuts which means it's time for me to go. I'm pretty sure my lungs are messed up to, I've wasted so much money on cigarettes that I might just die. But I want to die today, I can't wait any longer. The longer I wait, the longer I struggle and I just can't. The pills are next to me on my desk as I write this goodbye note. So I guess this is goodbye. Goodbye, love sent to Quinton and Xiomara.

Love,

Evangeline. AKA Crybaby."

Evangeline looked at the note, then looked at the pills. After writing the note, she didn't actually know if she wanted to kill herself or not. She felt that she would miss Xiomara and Quinton. Xiomara was her best friend since she was 4. Xiomara is like a sister to her. She would do anything to keep her safe.

She poured a generous amount of pills into the palm of her hand. "It's now or never." Evan said, looking down at the pills. Before she was about to take the pills, Quinton, her brother, ran into the room. "Evangeli-" He saw the pills in her hand and knew what was going on. He knew she cut and he knew she smoked. He knew about everything she did.

"Quinton. Leave. Now." Evangeline said to Quinton with tears streaming down her face. "No. Evan, I know what you're doing and I'm not going to let you do it. I can't lose my sister because she can't take this anymore. No. Never." Quinton picked up the note on her desk and started reading. "This is so stupid. To end your life becauze of mom and dad. You know they love you, look at everything they've done for you. What they've gotten you. And you want to throw it all away?!" Quinton said angrily. "That's a load of bullshit. Yes, I know I just sweared but do I care? No." Quinton crumpled the suicide note and threw it away. "Where are your blades and cigarettes?" Evangeline opened the bottom drawer of her night stand and grabbed the blade and cigarettes. "Here. Just know I can get more." She gave Quinton her blade and cigarettes and he left then threw them away.