sam,
so you're finally here.
i know this can't be very easy or you, or anyone for that matter, but i needed it to be you.
you're the one who needs to tell everyone our story. mind you, it's a pretty sh*tty story, but it's time that people knew.
i'm sure that by now you've met tristan. yeah, he seems great and everything and he's probably all worked up about these suicides, but hear me out.
tristan is not a good person.
me along with all of my friends have been manipulated by him. he's made us do things we never wanted to do, things no one ever wants to do.
at first, he was amazing. but then i realized how much he liked alcohol and drugs. but by then, i was trapped.
and then that crap started happening to my friends.
and i think you know what happened from there.
it made us depressed. and i'm sure that it seems dumb of us to kill ourselves instead of getting help, but if you knew how it felt, you might feel the same.
i'm not asking you to go rat out tristan. i just want you to get him help. that's it. it's what all of us wanted.
i remember the first time i ever saw you. we were at a party of mutual friends, standing by a bonfire. you were watching me and i don't know, i guess you were just so distracted that you didn't realize i was staring at you, too.
sam, why couldn't it have been you instead of tristan? i'm sure none of this would have happened.
well, until next time.
-lainey, the girl with the flower crown.
