I like Isak, and Nora

Option B: Rope to the neck

Paul

2 hours, it took me 2 hours to get to Clara's house by bus. I got there and found everything closed so I took the key from under the small rock by her treehouse. I then entered the house and found a note on the mirror at the entrance of the house.
"Clara, we will arrive on Monday, be safe. With regards, mom and dad."

I looked at the phone and saw that it was tuesday. I then moved to the living room, there was an unread message in the phone, I played it.

"Clara, dad has had a problem and we will arrive on Wednesday, stay safe sweetheart. You have food in the ice-box." There was a second message, mine.
"Clara where are you, I have been trying to contact you for a while already, call me please."

  I then shouted her name, no answer. I started panicking. I went upstairs and found her PC on with little battery, 10% I think it was. I looked at the screen and found a Doc. file, it was a suicide letter. I panicked, I went downstairs again and entered the garage. There she was, she was hanging from the ceiling, I got there too late, I called 911 and sat on the floor, crying.

Then I remembered about the letter, at her PC so I went to read it:

"Hello, if you are reading this it is because I had the guts to finally do it, I feel that there is something wrong with me, I have gone out with boys but when things ever got a little too up I couldn't do it,  this wasn't a problem with most of them, however my last boyfriend was not ok with it, his name is Mike, we were on a party when he started kissing me, I really liked kissing him. Eventually he told me to go to his house because mine was too far away and so I did.

That night he approached me while he thought I was sleeping and undressed me, I couldn't say anything, he then undressed himself and then I felt him, on top of me, the breath on my back, his... in me, repeatedly, then the hot liquid, I couldn't move or react, this was a thing of the movies, not a thing that should happen to me.

I have been thinking for a while on what happened to me, on the one hand the fact that I was asexual and on the other... well, Mike. I seriously tried to seek for help but everyone said it was normal, that being asexual was normal, that I would eventually get apetite for sex. Mike raping me didn't help either. 

I am sorry for doing this to my friends and my family but I can't hold it any longer, some of you tried to help, others just kept with your busy life without even looking at your daughter and that she wasn't fine. This is not your fault however, I wanted to go to that party and it is me the one who is sick.

I hope to see you in another life

Clara, your atheist asexual daughter/friend ;)"

I started crying even more, I remember shouting that she was not sick, I then looked for her phone and found Mike, I tracked down his house and went there, I guess that is the reason why I'm here, for killing that bastard.

Yes, I confess killing him, he killed Clara.