Now Jadyn was bawling her eyes out. Full blown crying as tears cascaded down her face. Breathing was difficult, usually taken in with deep inhales while choking on her tears. The act itself was unbelievably painful and Jadyn just wanted to pass out so she didn't have to deal with it. And despite her cries, she still heard Quentin's words. They touched her... barely. She was too broken to have any words persuade her. It all fell upon deaf ears.
"I deserve to die," Jadyn spat out, shaking uncontrollably as her hair draped over her face. "I haven't done anything right in my life. My parents died, I was kicked out of school, I hear voices all the time, I have a kid when I least expect it." She paused, biting on her lip hard before uttering her next sentence. "Kevin died." She didn't want to bring it up, but it was the largest weight on her chest and it needed to come off. "Why did he leave me? Why couldn't we be together? Was I not good enough? Was I ever good enough? I want him back so badly, Quentin. I just want him to hold me and tell me everything would be ok. The world could end tomorrow, but if he told me that, I would believe him. I would be fine. But I'm not fine. I just want to die and maybe then... maybe then we can finally be together and not be in anyone's way and be happy."
She brought a hand up to her face, cupping part of it into her palm as she looked away and continued to cry those painful tears. She was telling the truth, that was for sure. Whenever her life spiraled out of control, her emotions bursted out of that shattered bottle and no one could stop it.