Season Two - Ep. 11

I haven't talked to anyone in days.
Paul called me, but I didn't want to talk to him.
School was shit...I just went and came home, no interaction with anyone.
After my brother jumped, I called the ambulance.
They came and he was in the hospital.
Then two days later, I got the call.
My brother had died.
Yesterday, my father just left. No note, no nothing.
My mother is devasted, she hasn't talked to anyone since then.
She's sleeping now, and probabbly will for the rest of the week.
The phone rang and I anwsered it.
"Yeah?" I said.
"Kris. Don't come to school tomorow." They hung up.
I didn't know who it was until I glanced over at the called ID.
Paul.
I tried to call him, but the phone just rang, until I hung up.
Then, I had to call Alexis.
"He's dead." I said to her.
She was silent.
"Who?"
"My brother...because fo you..." I said.
I couldn't speak anymore.
"Fuck you Kris...fuck you." She hung up.
I hated her.
Everything was terrible.
Nothing was right.
Life shouldn't be like this.
I remembered the gun.
I had put it in my draw.
I reached for it.
It was there.
I looked, then did it.
I held it to my head.
The barrel of the gun felt cool against my temple.
I closed my eyes...
But I couldn't.
I couldn't leave my mother alone, everyone gone.
My father had called the night before, saying he was sorry, he just needed to go away.
But then he said he didn't think he was comign back.
I thought about suicide so much...
So I tried to call Paul again, to see what he meant.
I was going to have to go to school tomorow.
Not that I was being forced by my mother.
All she did was wake me up, get a power bar, and go to her room and shut the door.
I couldn't change what already happened.
I just wanted it all to stop.
"Kris, don't coem to school tomorow.