a/n: thank you to everybody who reviewed favorited and followed. I'm sorry for the short chapters. I'll make them longer. I'm sorry if it made you lose interest in the story. I hope the longer chapters get back your interest. I'm truly sorry. I appreciate everybody for being so honest, and helping me become a better writer.
"Why is Stef and Lena saying you were going to be understanding? Did somebody you know ever.." She trailed off, knowing he figured what the rest was.
"No" Jesus answered. "But just a couple months ago, I tried killing myself"
Callie's eyes went wide. "What?" Callie managed to squeak out.
Callie couldn't think why Jesus would do that. He had an amazing life. Recent complications aside.
"I overdosed on my pills. Had to get my stomach pumped. Scariest shit ever" Jesus explained.
Callie couldn't even imagine, thinking your so close, then waking up in a hospital.
One question ran in Callie's mind. "Why?"
Once the question was out, she regret asking it. There was so much pain in Jesus's eyes. Probably living in memory.
"I could just tell you what I told everybody else, side effects of the pills" Jesus said, then sighed. " But for the sake of the situation, I'll be honest"
Callie looked at him, waiting. Attempting to be patient.
" At the time, grades were shitty. Everybody was telling me to be more like Mariana. To be perfect, and have perfect grades. Of course now it sounds stupid. But you understand" Jesus said, looking at Callie.
Callie looked down, not being able to handle the intensity of his stare, and the truth of his words.
He continued anyway. " At the time, you think nobody would care. Then you feel like it's something you need to do. You let the thought of suicide gnaw at your brain"
Callie was dumbfounded that Jesus knew exactly how she felt.
" Don't be all shocked. I saw your face after I hugged you. I know you think I wouldn't care"
Callie just stared, still dumbfounded.
"The whole point of my story is as lame as it sounds, it gets better. And, hey, who knows, maybe one day in a couple on months, you'll tell your story to somebody and help them"
Callie looked at Jesus. They never really said much to each other. But at this moment, she was glad he was her brother.
"Thanks Jesus" She said.
He smiled. " No prob, big sis"
Callie smiled at the words.
" So" he said. " Do you mind telling me why and how?" Jesus asked.
" I'm not sure if I can be as honest for the why part. But for the how" Callie took a deep breath. " I wrote notes, left them under my pillow. I said my silent goodbyes. I snuck into Stef and Lena's bedroom, and got one of Stef's guns. Walked back into the bathroom. Brought the gun to my head. Mariana stopped me"
"WHAT?!"
Callie jumped. Callie and Jesus turned around to see Brandon.
Jesus protectively stepped in front of Callie.
" Bro, before you get angry, remember she is at a fragile state" Jesus said.
Callie watched the scene, confused. Since when is Jesus protective of her? Why from Brandon?
But then she remembered how mad Brandon was when Stef was in the hospital. How he said hurtful things.
How under that kind personality, once in time of crisis, he takes his pain and turns it into anger.
Callie didn't think he would care though.
"Callie?Why?" He asked.
Callie couldn't look him in the eye. She briefly looked at the door and saw Brandon's car keys in the corner of her eyes.
She looked at Brandon for a fraction of a second, then ran for the keys, ran out the door, started the car, and drove away.
She didn't have a destination. She just drove, and drove. She drove to distract her mind from the current situation, about how screwed up things became.
She drove and drove, not realizing how fast she was going. All of the events from the last twenty hours alone was overwhelming.
It took Callie a while before she realized she was crying.
She pulled over into a forest, at the edge of town.
She sat on the grass, wiped her tears. Then pulled out the grass to take out her anger. She never felt this hopeless, and considering all she's been trough, she never thought this would be her breaking point.
She knew it, she knew it all along. Once you get your five seconds of happiness, you get it taken away, before you actually got to enjoy it.
In the distance, Callie heard police sirens. "Crap" She said out loud, trying to figure out a plan. She didn't have a drivers license. This isn't her car.
Callie tried to breath normally. Scared of the possibilities. She could go to jail, again. She will be sent back home to face everybody. She couldn't do that, she just couldn't.
The car came closer, Callie recognized the car, and walked closer towards the road.
The car pulled over, close to Callie.
"Hey miss, everything okay?" The familiar voice said.
"Callie, is that you?" The police officer got out the car.
Callie faced him. "Mike?"
a/n: There you have it, a longer chapter! I hope you like, and no worries, I will make the chapters long from now on. I'm sorry again for making the previous chapters short. Also, another thank you to everybody reviewing, you guys rock. It makes my day when I read a review!