I am going to keep this short and simple because it is my first thread and I just want to get the point across.
Anyways, last week I was on Spring Break and I was out all week from school so I spent it at Seaside Beach, FL with my loyal compadre.
The week went great and all was fine but on the way home, while we were stopped at a rest-stop, my parents randomly drove down and met us there. I was very confused why they were there but they were SOBBING. They didn't want me to find out about it over the phone nor text messaging but basically, my only brother, Trevor, passed away.
I cannot stress the pain I am in right now and I don't feel like moving. He was my only sibling and I loved him to death, I just can't believe this happened.
Trevor has always had a minor problem with drugs and alcohol and he left to go to a rehab in Texas 5 years ago. He was 18 at the time and he came back last summer. The last months I had with him were the best. He seemed so clean, happy, and energized. He just seemed better. But then this fucking psycho fucking bitch, Katie (who has been OBSESSED with him for 6-7 years), fucking poked a whole in their condom and got pregnant. 9 months later, in early February, the little baby was born. He still doesn't have a name because they couldn't decide and we all call him "Baby".
Trevor wrote everyone close to him a letter and this was the hardest thing I have ever had to do, which was read through it. It was 3 pages long and I sobbed while reading it the whole time. I still can't believe it is true and I don't want to move or do anything. I didn't go to school today and I probably won't be at school all week. The police have to investigate incase it wasn't suicide but it is clear that it was. The funeral will be in about a week and I don't think I can bare to show up.
I need help.
Anyways, last week I was on Spring Break and I was out all week from school so I spent it at Seaside Beach, FL with my loyal compadre.
The week went great and all was fine but on the way home, while we were stopped at a rest-stop, my parents randomly drove down and met us there. I was very confused why they were there but they were SOBBING. They didn't want me to find out about it over the phone nor text messaging but basically, my only brother, Trevor, passed away.
I cannot stress the pain I am in right now and I don't feel like moving. He was my only sibling and I loved him to death, I just can't believe this happened.
Trevor has always had a minor problem with drugs and alcohol and he left to go to a rehab in Texas 5 years ago. He was 18 at the time and he came back last summer. The last months I had with him were the best. He seemed so clean, happy, and energized. He just seemed better. But then this fucking psycho fucking bitch, Katie (who has been OBSESSED with him for 6-7 years), fucking poked a whole in their condom and got pregnant. 9 months later, in early February, the little baby was born. He still doesn't have a name because they couldn't decide and we all call him "Baby".
Trevor wrote everyone close to him a letter and this was the hardest thing I have ever had to do, which was read through it. It was 3 pages long and I sobbed while reading it the whole time. I still can't believe it is true and I don't want to move or do anything. I didn't go to school today and I probably won't be at school all week. The police have to investigate incase it wasn't suicide but it is clear that it was. The funeral will be in about a week and I don't think I can bare to show up.
I need help.