It wasn't long, until Kate was fed up with everything. She and Max had taken the bus home from the diner after their dinner, Max kissed her goodnight, and the two went their separate ways. Kate into her room, and Max into hers, and Kate did just as she said she would. She crawled into her bed, and laid there for hours and hours, until she finally decided that sleep wasn't going to come any time soon. That's why she got on her laptop to check everything. She had been avoiding the internet ever since those pictures of she and Max were on there.

Kate,
Your father and I are worried about you, and so are your sisters. What is that school doing to you? Now you're a lesbian? When did this happen? Did somebody force you? You know as well I as do that being gay is a sin, and I don't think you want to burn in hell for the rest of eternity. We saw the pictures on the school website, people at church are asking about you. Have you strayed from the path, Kate? Maybe after you graduate we can all take a little church retreat, just you, me, and dad. Please Kate, let me know everything is okay. Love, Mom.

Heya Kate,
Hey Kate, dad here. Just wanted to let you know that your mom is freaking out about this stuff. Maybe you should give her a call and let her know what's going on? Heck, I'm not even really sure what's going on. But whatever it is, just know that I will always love you Kate, no matter what lifestyle you choose. And God loves you too, always remember that. Don't let other people discourage you from living your life, because it is yours, and you only get one. Anyway, just thought I'd let you know what's up, please email us back soon. Your sisters and everyone are asking about you. Love you, Dad.

Kate read the emails over and over and over again, practically memorizing what each of them said. And those weren't the only ones. Her mother had sent multiple emails, asking why she hadn't replied yet, and Kate couldn't take it anymore. It was nearing three o'clock in the morning, and her head was pounding, her eyes were bloodshot, and all she did was sit there and stare at her laptop screen for what seemed like an eternity. This was all a mistake; everything was a big mistake. This was never supposed to happen. She wished she could go back in time and never meet Max Caulfield.

No, never mind, she didn't want to go back in time. This was not Max's fault, none of this was. It was all her own fault; it was her fault that she was gay. This was her life, this was her sickness. And along the way, she fell in love with the most beautiful person that this planet had to offer. Max was her own personal angel, and she didn't want to ever let her go. But this had been stretched to its limits. Would the hate ever end? Would her parents ever stop questioning her choices. What would become of her life if she let it continue? People would ask questions, people would stare, and people would judge, and this is what Kate was trying to explain to Max earlier.

The silence was deafening, it was making Kate's ears ring, and she was alone with her thoughts. Overthinking was making her sick, and before she knew it, tears were pouring from her beautiful brown eyes, and she was trying her hardest to muffle her sobs, but it was to no avail. So Kate cried, and cried, and cried, and she poured out all her emotions right there, finally breaking down. All the pressure got to her, and now she was done. Done with everything. She wanted Max, but she knew that Max wouldn't be able to fix this unfixable mess. Kate had to fix it herself, and she knew exactly just how.

She opened her laptop up once more, and pulled the emails back up. She typed slow and steady on her keyboard, a short response that she knew would piss her parents off. Hey mom and dad, I'm fine, don't worry about anything. Blackwell is really great, I'll send you guys some pictures in the mail soon. Kate stared at those simple words through her tears for what felt like forever. She couldn't believe she was lying to her parents like that. She had never lied to her parents, until now, until finally she pressed send. This was it, this was the end.

Kate had always been taught that suicide was the coward's way out, and she was still a firm believer in that. But it wasn't wrong; that was how she viewed herself; a coward. Someone who had no backbone, a weakling, a mere sheep, waiting to be flocked. And she was tired of this; tired of all of this. The blonde closed her computer once more, and walked over to her dresser. She opened the first drawer, and pulled out the bottle of sleeping pills she had come across long ago. She had found them in her mother's dresser, and kept them for emergencies a while ago, and now, she just hoped they would work. Her sobs grew louder, and her hands shook as she poured the pills into her hand, before throwing her head back and taking them.

The bottle with the remaining pills fell to the floor, and Kate stumbled to her bed, getting in it, and getting under the covers. She thought of Max in her final hours, and she knew that this would absolutely break her girlfriend's heart. But this wasn't a bad thing, this was a good thing. Now Max wouldn't have to be weighed down by Kate, she could move on, and be happy with someone else. And Kate just hoped and prayed that everything after she was gone would be okay. Her parents wouldn't have to worry about having a gay daughter, her friends wouldn't have to worry about cheering her up all the time, and Max, well, Max wouldn't have to even concern herself with Kate at all anymore.

The blonde soon grew sleepy, and her brown eyes closed as she floated off into a dream like state.