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Visit from an angel- chris motionless

Part 6 to 'mafia- Chris motionless' this series is too f long.

TW// Attempted suicide (overdosing), gore, forced throwing up??

Evangeline's POV

The guilt was heavy on my shoulders, I am weak, I am pathetic. Tj was right, I tried to confide in Balz and he quickly turned into a therapist for me; it can only work for so long..

I tried medication but it just made me felt numb, it's what I wanted but I felt strange and out of it. My meds were failing me once again. I had a bottle of vodka to wash them down with that I grabbed from the club.

I have to avenge him. It's only right if I do this, it would get rid of all my guilt in a matter of minutes. Taking pills wouldn't allow me to suffer long enough, I wanted to feel something. I wanted to feel pain.

I'm stuck in this constant loop of self torture.

I can't fix this, it's hopeless.

I took one bottle of medication almost throwing up at the feeling of them crawling down my throat, it I forced it down and sat back slowly feeling the effect of the medication kick in. "Hey Evan you good in there?" I heard Killian ask through the door, "yeah about to shower!" I told him a shitty excuse so he would leave.

"Call me if you need me." He's been so protective ever since the breakdown with Balz, I still haven't told him why but he's slowly piecing the puzzle together.

"Hey kiddo.. long time no see.." I look up to see Tj through my slowly blurring vision but this time he wasn't scary. He was dressed in all white like a pure angel.. the angel I knew he was. The angel I grew up with.

"Why are you doing this? You're killing my Tj.. please.." I begged reaching for a second bottle of pills.

"I'm not killing you at all, you're letting your mind run your body. You're strong, don't let it overcome you. Don't let it eat you alive, this is just another training session with me, you've got this kiddo.."

"Don't be nice to me now, you've ruined me. You have run me down until I'm nothing. I had a little left going for me and you took that in an instant. I can't forgive you now, I am- I am avenging you like you wanted me too." I told him, "don't kick the can now.. throw them up Evan. What would your parents say if they found your body on the bathroom floor."

"You wanted them to see me dead in front of their club! I'm done with your-your sick twisted mind games!"

"You wanna know the reason I did it? It wasn't for the money. It was for you. They are going to kidnap you and take your purity. They were going to torture you like INK did with Chris." I was close to snapping but my words were now slurring as the drugs ran through my system, it was only a matter of time before I was black out. There was no going back now.

"Don't bring my father into this! He didn't deserve what happened to him! They took him away from me, for years I went without a father!" I yelled my frustration to his stupid ghost.

I chuckled at myself, "I'm talking to a ghost. You're not even there and I've let you run my life for months now. I really am crazy."

"You're not crazy you're not giving yourself a chance to grieve, no one will think of you any less for being a normal human being and grieving." He sighs softly, "I'll be back.." he disappeared for a moment before returning.

"Now is not your time to be with me, hold on someone is coming." He sat on the sink out the way while someone heavily banged on the door.

"Evan? Evan!" It was dad.. he was the last person I wanted to see me like this. "You-you got my dad? H-how?" I slumped more against the wall of the bathroom, I felt light and on-top of the world.