Hailee Fitch

Period 1

Short story

 

Suicide Note

 

    Hi, my name is Dahlia and I'm going to be telling you the story about my two best friends and me. I know I know it's cheesy, but our story is a lot different.  I'm going to start back in freshman year. That's when our story becomes special. At this point we've known each other for 3 years now and we do everything together. Jasmine is 1/3 of us. She came along in 6th grade, she was new to the school and we all clicked so fast. She's a real good dancer and loves baseball. Steven is another 1/3 of us. He and I have been best friends since 2nd grade. He plays baseball. Then there's me. I'm just normal no special talent. Now that you know a little about us let's get to the story.

 

     "Are you guys going to my show tonight? Remember I have the really big part." Jasmine said with the biggest smile on her face.

 

   "Oh no we can't we have to finish out English project, sorry baby. You know I'm rooting for you though."  Steven said holding jasmines hand.

 

   "Yeah sorry Jasmine, this is a really big part of our grade we have to do a good job." I said while going through my notebooks.

 

   "Oh it's okay guys."

 

    Little does Jasmine know where going to surprise her at her show. Steven and I are planning to get Purple roses, her favorite. We got front row seats so she'll be able to see us. After her show we are taking her to Panera for her favorite soup. It was all Steven's idea. By the way if you didn't get the hints Steven and Jasmine are dating and have been since 6th grade. They are so happy together all the time, they've never got into a fight. 

 

  "Hey Dahlia are you ready to leave?"

 

  "Yeah Steven I'm on my way right now."

 

    "Okay I got the flowers; I got her 2 dozen instated of one."

 

    "Okay I'm here come outside."

    While we were waiting in line to give security our tickets we talked about how excited we were to see her dance. We have been to a lot of Jasmines shows but this one is really special to her because it's her favorite ballet and she has the lead role. We got seated just in time. The curtains open and on the stage you see the most beautiful girl. Jasmine looked so beautiful in her costume and makeup.

 

  "That's my girl." Steven said smiling.

 

   She had so many parts in the show it's like she never left the stage! She looked like a princess and danced like one too. Her role was the queen swan.  The show ended and they all took bows. Once Jasmine went to take her bow everybody got up and clapped so loud Jasmine started to cry she was so happy.  We didn't actually catch her eye which means when she sees us standing there with the flowers she'll be so excited.  Usually after one of her shows she brings clothes with to change into. Just normal clothes but this time she brought her favorite dress and heals.  She came out and she ran right to us with the biggest smile on her face.

   'You guys came!"

 

 "We wouldn't miss it for the world." We both said at the same time.

 

"You guys are the best thank you so much!"

 

   We let Jasmine take pictures with all her dancers ten we left to Panera.  You could tell she was really happy about her performance; she wouldn't stop talking about it. Although she didn't say anything about her dance teacher. If you're asking why that might be weird it's because her dance teacher is really mean to her  and is always trying to bring her down and she usually tells us what happened.  This time she didn't, and she did seem a little off. I didn't want to ask tonight though because she was so happy about how she danced.

 

  "So how did you guys like the show."

 

 "I loved it babe, you looked so beautiful you took my breath away."

 

  "It was really good Jasmine I'm so proud of you."

 

 "Thanks guys I'm really proud of myself."

 

 "You should be, don't let anyone tell you different."

 

  When I said that I could tell Jasmine knew I was suspicious about what happened with her dance teacher. She put her head down and ate her soup.   Like I said though I didn't want to ruin her happiness I'll ask her tomorrow. After we were done eating our soup we all ordered our favorite cookies and left. The next day Jasmine and I got on the bus to get to school. On our way I had to ask if her teacher said anything bad to her.

 

  "Jasmine, what happened yesterday with your dance teacher?"

 

 "Well I got the same speech I normally do, you should've done better, it wasn't as good as you think it was, I wish you didn't have that part, etc."

 

 "I'm sorry Jasmine, I know how much you loved that dance."

 

  "I'll be okay, I just can't let her get to my head like I used to anymore."

 

   I could see her eyes getting wet from almost crying so I changed the subject as fast as I could. I started to talk about this big party that was this Saturday.  I know Jasmine really wants to go because she has off dance and that never happens. So I said I would go with her, Steven can't go because he has baseball.  I was actually really excited, Jasmine doesn't get to go to a lot of parties because of dance and I know she has a lot of stress to let go of. I think this will be great for the both of us.

 

  After school was over Jasmine and I meet at her locker and went to my hose. She was just going to sleepover so that way we could go to the party together tomorrow. We put our book bags in her locker and left. As we were walking home we talked about how all the people at the party would be drinking and smoking. I've done both but Jasmine never has. She told me she wanted to do both tonight because she wants to start having a real high school experience. That was fine with me because my mom wouldn't be home when we got home so we couldn't get caught. I told her I wouldn't smoke or drink so I could take care of her.  We got to my house and started to get ready. Steven came over for a little while before he had to go to practice. He kept telling us to be careful and told me to watch over his angel.

 

  "Okay girls have fun, be careful please."

 

  "Bye baby, I love you, have fun at practice."

 

 They kissed goodbye and Steven left. We finished getting ready and our ride came to get us. I could tell Jasmine was really excited but who wouldn't be, it's her first high school party. We got to the party and right when we walked in people were already offering drinks and blunts. She didn't drink at first but she started to smoke a blunt and I could tell she was liking it. I stayed by her side the whole time. After she smoked for a while we danced, and when I say we danced I mean it we danced for at least 2 hours. When we were dancing I started to dance with one of my other friends. While I was dancing with her people were giving Jasmine drinks. Being her first time smoking and drinking, she didn't know her limit. 30 minutes later she was wasted. I called my ride to come get us because I didn't want her to get more messed up. Our ride came up to the door and I carried Jasmine to the car. On the way home Jasmine couldn't stop laughing. I was very nervous but I could tell she had a lot of fun so I was happy.

 

  We got into the house and I had Jasmine call Steven so she could tell him she was okay. When she called she told him how much fun she had and how she wants to go to parties all the time. She had asked if he could come over. I told her yes because it was 1:00 and my mom wouldn't be home till 5:30ish. So they hung up and we ordered a pizza.

 

 *doorbell rings*

 "Oh yay the pizza is here!" Jasmine said running to the door.

  "Jasmine wait don't open the door your drunk!"

 *opens door*

  "Oh it's just Steven. Hey babe."

  "Oh my god Jasmine your eyes are so red! How much did you smoke and drink?"

 "I don't really know but I feel great, don't kill my high."

  "Dhaila, did you drink at all?"

  "No I wanted to make sure she was okay."

 "Okay good, thanks for taking care of her."

 "Steven sometimes you forget I'm her best friend."

 

  We all sat down on my couch and I turned on a movie. When the pizza got here I brought it to the table and Jasmine attacked it. She has never had the munchies before and you could tell she figured it out.

  "I love this feeling guys, I want to feel like his forever and ever. I don't want to dance anymore, I just want to be free."

  "Lets put you to bed now, I'm going to leave."

 "Sounds good Steven I'm tired. Ill put her in bed thanks for stopping bye."

  The next morning Jasmine and me were talking. I asked how she felt and she told me tired. I asked if she really wants to quit dance. She told me she's never wanted anything more, she is sick of always being put down by her teacher and she wants a normal life. But then she told me something I never thought I would hear from her. She told me she's depressed and she's been cutting herself.  I was so shocked I didn't know what to say. All I could do was cry.

 

 "Why? You can't do that to yourself, I love you so much I can't lose you. Please stop."

 "It's not that easy. There is so much going on and I can't take it anymore. That's why I want to quit dance. I think it will help me out a lot with it."

 "Do whatever you need to, just please stop."

 "Don't tell Steven I don't want him to be worried."

 "Okay I wont."

 

  Two months later she quit dance and started her life all over again. This time she didn't care about anything. Summer started and she went to every party there was. She changed a lot you could tell. I just don't know if it was for better or for worse. Nothing changed between us or her and Steven so I thought I had nothing to care about. I didn't see cuts on her anymore so I thought I didn't have to worry. Little did I know she had become more secretive and got better at hiding the scars. She didn't tell me anything anymore about her being sad so I stopped thinking about it. I thought everything was okay. Until I got a call from Steven balling his eyes out telling me Jasmine was in the hospital. She drank too much and got alcohol poisoning.

  When I got to the hospital she told me she was fine. She just didn't watch how much she was drinking. I looked at her and told her to stop lying.

 "You always count how many you have Jasmine, whats going on?"

 "Nothing! Im fine I just wanna have fun!"

 

  I'm becoming so scared for Jasmine. All she does now is party, drink, and smoke. I don't know what to do. It's the middle of sophomore year. But then again shes never had a life till this summer so maybe shes fine. I'll just keep a quiet eye on her.

 

Steven came over after visiting hours were over so we could talk about what's going on with her. We got to my house and all Steven could do was cry. I wanted to tell him what me and her talked about freshman year but I promised her I wouldn't that. I told him to stay the night because I didn't want him home alone. We sat there the whole night in silence worried about Jasmine. I don't know who it was worse for me or him. Me her bestfriend or him her boyfriend. It was so hard on both of us, we just wanted to know if she was okay.

 

 The next morning we got a call from her mom telling us she would be okay and they were on their way home. We got in Steven's car right away to go visit her. We walked in and she was laying on the couch with 3 blankets and she looked like a ghost. We didn't have much time to talk to her but we were glad we got to see her. She told us not to worry she would be fine. I gave her a hug, Steven kissed her and we left.

 

  It's now 3 months after she had alcohol poisoning and she's so much worse. She barely comes to school and she is still partying like crazy. She won't talk to me about the cuts on her arms or her legs. She won't admit she's dying inside. She won't tell Steven anything that's going on with her and its really getting to him. She's now changed for the bad and it's so clear.  I wish she would tell me why she's so sad and trying to hide it. But then again I kind of know. Her mom cheated on her dad. Her and her mom were so close. So it hurts her even more because her and her dad have a really bad relationship and now she feels like she has no parents. I don't know what else is wrong though. She won't talk to me about it she acts like its nothing.

 "Dahlia I'm sorry but I can't do this anymore." Jasmine said crying

 "Whats going on are you okay?"

 "I love you so much I have to go."

  Jasmine hung up so fast. I tried to call her back but no answer. I figured she was just drunk, I get so many texts and calls like that from her when shes drunk.

 *phone ringing*

 

 "Jasmine its 3:09 in the morning what are you doing calling me?"

 "Sweetie its Jasmines mom.."

  "Oh hey, whats going on?"

 "Hunny Jasmines in the hospital again, she over dosed."

 

  My heart has never dropped so low in my life. I jumped out of bed threw on some clothes and got in my car. I called Steven on my way there so I could pick him up but he was already on his way. When we got there they wouldn't let us in to see her, it was family only. But her mom came out crying to give us a note. When she handed us the note I was so scared to open it. Why would she write us a letter? As I opened it Steven looked away, he didn't want to read it yet.

 

  "Dear Steven and Dhalia,

 

       I'm so sorry that I'm doing this to you guys. Everyone keeps telling me it's better to open up and share my feelings but I didn't. You both know I'm not that kind of person, I wish I could be. So that's why I'm writing you this letter. I couldn't take it anymore. What's "it" you might ask. I can't handle life anymore. When your little they tell you life is a beautiful thing and to take in every moment. But they lie. Life is the worst thing possible. You have a few good moments and then its taken away from you because of something bad. There was too much going on for me to handle. Life had to much pressure on me, that's why I had to do this. I love you both so much don't ever forget that. Thank you for accepting me and being my friend through the ups and the downs. Thank you for always being there even when I didn't want you to be. And lastly thank you for being the only good memories I will take out of this world.  Dhalia please take care of Steven for me. Steven I love you so much baby. Don't forget that. You were the love of my life. Thank you guys so much. You changed my life, you just couldn't save it. This is my suicide note.

Sincerely Jasmine"

 

 

 

 The treatments didn't work. She took to many pills. I haven't left my house in weeks and I haven't talked to anyone. Not even Steven, I don't know how he is doing but I just don't have the heart to talk to him. I couldn't even bare to go to the funeral or wake. I haven't gone to school in 3 weeks. I' failing all my classes by now but what am I supposed to do? Jasmine was my best friend I can't believe she's gone.  I got on the phone for the first time today to tell Steven to come over. I figured we both needed it. When he got here I could see how puffy and red his eyes were. I know he saw the same in mine. We sat in silence for about 20 minutes. He finally started the conversation.

 "So have you been going to school?"

 "Nope haven't at all, you?"

  "Nope not at all."

We both had no idea what to talk about it was like we have never met before. After a while we both just started to cry and hugged each other for hours. This is one of the worst things that has ever happened to both of us. Neither of us knew how to handle it. After hours of hugging, crying and silence he left and I went right back to my bed.

 

*phone rings*

 "Hello, Steven?"

 "No hun its his mom uhh I was calling to tell you that Steven over dosed." His mother said crying so hard she could barley get the words out.

 

  This can't be happening again. Please let this be a really long dream. I don't know want to do or say. I feel like a ghost has taken over my body and I have no control.

 

  2 days after I got the call from Steven's mother I got a letter in the mail from Steven. I knew what it was and I couldn't believe this is really happening again.

 

  "Dear Dhalia,

 

                      Im so sorry im doing this to you. But I cant do this anymore. Jasmine ment the world to me and now that she is gone I have no idea why im still here. I love you so much. You've been my best friend since 2nd grade and your like my sister. But I cant handle this pain anymore so im sorry to say but… This is my suicide note.

Sincerely Steven."

 

 

  Its been 1 week since I read that letter and I haven't moved from my bed. My mom is making me go to school today so I could get my grades together. She tells me I still have a future to worry about. But I don't think she understands I don't. I don't see a future for me anymore. I always seen us three going to the same collage and working at the zoo together and now its just me. What is good of just one amigo from the three? Nothing. Nothing is good of just one amigo. Nobody wants just one, they want the whole package deal. And im not that. I have no idea what to do with my life anymore. My two best friends are gone. Im left all alone.

 

  Today at school I tried to avoid as many people as I could but everyone was asking me about how I've been. I tell them im fine because no one really wants to know that you're hurting.  My teachers gave my all my missing work and I went straight home to my bed. What else am I supposed to do?

 Our friendship was so priceless, we did everything together.  I wouldn't have traded it for anything. They were the best people ive ever known. I was lucky to call them my best friends. But in all honesty we were more then that. We were family. But im just rambling on. Now that you know parts of our story and we will never truly die. I can say goodbye. This is my suicide note.