Adelisa was finished writing her letters. They were full of words that meant everything to her, if suicide letters were anything to go by. Adelisa pushed them under the door. She wasn't unlocking that door for the life of her. Or… death? Oh well, she wasn't unlocking it. 

[center][i]Dear Amelia,
I'm so sorry for hurting you. I love you like a sister and I would never mean to hurt you. I hope you find the happiness I couldn't and never let anyone walk all over your beautiful heart. You are so strong. I hope you forgive me one day. 

With Everlasting Sisterly Love, 
Your Dela[/i][/center]

Adelisa walked into the bathroom and looked into the mirror. There was a void in her eyes that she most definitely recognized. She looked into an abyss, someone who was not herself. Adelisa, for the most part, was not in the mirror. 

[center][i]Dear Delilah, 
I'm sorry for being a horrible person. You're right, I am ashamed of myself. I love you, sister. 

With Everlasting Sisterly Love, 
Your Dela[/i][/center]

Adelisa stopped as she heard Grant shouting her name and looked at the door. Why was she moving toward the door? Why was she about to answer back? Instead, she blasted New Years Day and walked back to the bathroom. She had to finish what she started. 

[center][i]Dear Grant, 
I'm glad you found someone better. You deserve someone who isn't me. I can't live with this pain anymore. Everytime you come around and make me feel good, it feels like a pity thing. Which I probably am to you. But nonetheless, you made me happy. Thank you. 

Your Addy[/i][/center]

She grabbed the edge of the bathtub and sobbed. Why was this so hard? Why was taking her useless life so hard? 

[center][i]Dear Jareth, 

I didn't hate you. You were competition and Delilah was my sister. She meant more to me than you did. Sorry for the sass. Oh! And you can have my guitars. I give you permission. If you hurt Delilah, I will haunt you and make you suffer. 

(NOT) Your Adelisa[/i][/center]

Adelisa grabbed a bottle of sleeping pills and tried, tried so hard, to open the bottle. She threw the bottle against a wall. The bottle opened and pills split everywhere. 

[center][i]Dear Hunter, 

I hope you and Amelia work it out. For me, atleast. 

Adelisa[/i][/center]