Beck sat in the waiting room at the hospital. The note in his hands broke his heart.
I'm so sorry. I didn't want to end my life. I really didn't. But everything was going wrong. Cat and Tori are the only ones who knew this, but my little sister is dead. She killed herself a year ago today, and I missed her so much, and I couldn't stand to be without her anymore. But Delilah's not the only reason I ended my life. My parents seem to think it was my fault Delilah killed herself. They've been physically and verbally abusing me since Delilah's funeral. Her funeral was a year ago next week. But what hurt me the most was that none of you cared about me enough to figure out what was happening. I'm not talented enough to earn a Hollywood Arts scholarship, and my parents refused to pay for the school anymore. And I felt worthless. So please forgive me and just forget I ever existed. I know you all would be better off without me.
Tori: You were an amazing friend even though I was so horrible to you. Please don't be mad at me for doing this.
Cat: Kitty Cat, I love you like a sister. You're my best friend in the entire world. Please don't mourn me. Just move on with your life. I wasn't good for you, I was a horrible friend and an even worse influence. I love you.
Andre: You were my mentor, my best friend, and my honorary big brother. You meant so much to me, even if I didn't show it. Don't mourn me. Like I told Cat, I was an awful friend and I wasn't good for you.
Robbie: You're a stupid little fuck, and so is your puppet. But you were my stupid little fuck of an honorary brother. You were a good friend, even if I was such a horrific one in return. I'll miss you. And tell Rex I sent him a big "fuck you and got to hell".
Beck: I love you more than words can describe. I never wanted things to end like they did. You needed me and I was never there for you. Our relationship was always either never or always, with no in between. I wish it had been always. I regret every time I slammed down the phone, or cursed you out, or yelled at you, or drove off without any warning. I'm sorry. I love you. You are my always.
Beck felt sick. They were each other's always', and they had let petty arguments tear them apart. He thought of everything he needed to say to Jade. He composed his love letter internally.
You're my always, too.
