The last few weeks have by far been some the hardest days of my life. Just when I thought that I couldn't feel more alone the unthinkable happens. Something I prayed would never happen, the very same thing that now questions my faith and everything in between.
February 27, 2024, started like any other day. I was (and still am) dealing with yet another one of my man's messes. That evening we had gone to the game room to try our luck at the fire links. when you play you tend to get hypnotized and tune out the outside world. Well, I do anyway. I hadn't noticed that my other half had abandoned me there alone to call my own uber. I was pissed to say the least and choked back my tears as the uber took me home. Once there I instantly grabbed my phone to see if I could track where he was. Once I did, I instantly called my bff Marj to see where she was and ask her to pick me up. I was ready to go hunting. She answered telling me that she was out but would come get me. It was already two in the morning, but one thing was for sure. Day or night, I could always count on Marj to be there for me and save the day. We text for a while, actually till about four thirty. I decided to video chat her and see where she was. She answered and said "Bitch, my phones on three percent so I can't talk but I love you and I'll call ya back." I told her I loved her back and hung up the phone. I thought to myself, "Well I guess I'm not going anywhere".
Later that day, now February 28, 2024, I spent the day doing my usual meaningless shit. And around 7:45pm I figured I give Marj a call to see why she bailed on me that morning. She didn't answer, but that girl was always on the go. I brushed it off like I always did, she'd call me back when she could. But this time, I would wait for a call that never came.
Around 8:30pm, my phone went off, it was a message from Marj's bf Cal. "Hey" he said, and I replied, "what's up" His answer is one I don't think I'll ever forget. "Shes gone Aprel" he texts back. Confused I asked him who. "Marj" he said. My heart instantly fell to my stomach. He called instantly and I picked up the phone screaming. "What do you mean she's gone? What the fuck are you talking about." "Shes dead Aprel, Marj is dead. She overdosed." No, this couldn't be happening, I had just spoken to her that morning. But it was true. My best friend, my sister was gone. And all I could do was scream and cry. I had asked Cal if her mom, aunt and son had been called. He told me that her son was there now and that he had called the other two. I couldn't believe this was real and assumed that it was a sick joke. My next call was to her aunt, I needed to hear it myself. Little did I know that neither her nor the mom knew a thing. So, when I called her asking her if this was a sick joke, I was actually the one delivering the news. Talk about feeling like shit. Next, I called my other half cuz of course he wasn't there.
I yelled at him to come home but of course he was off in his own little world. next, I called my mom and cried to her. My mom just sat there listening to me cry. The only thing she seemed to be able to say was that she was sorry. When I got off the phone, I just sat there numb. I couldn't believe this; I couldn't believe that my best friend was gone. She had promised me just a month before that she would never touch the deadly shit that ultimately killed her. She promised me. I called another one of our mutual friends and made my rounds letting all the people in our circle know. Then once I was done, I sat there, realizing how alone I was. I kept thinking that this had to be a dream and kept telling myself to wake up. Marj was my best friend for seven years. She was the only person I trusted, and I told her everything. Our friendship was the perfect combination. I was the nerd and would always be the one thinking logically and she was the muscles. I can honestly say that I was never afraid when I was with her because I knew that bitch always had my back. Always. She in turn knew that I always had hers.
Three weeks have now passed since she left me, and I'm still trying to figure out what I'm going to do without her. I'm clueless and I'm heart broken, and I don't think I'll ever be right again. It's hard for a person like me to form a bond with anyone and trust them completely, and with her it was easy. Even in death she will always be my best friend and I'll miss her forever. I loved her like a sister, and I'm blessed that I had seven years to call her my bestie. She taught me so much and made me a stronger person. It's things like that I'll never forget, and she will on through my memories. RIP my best friend, till we meet again, I love you. Marjory Elizabeth Devlin 3/10/1987-2/28/2024, my friend, my sister. fly high bitch. I hope you're up there shaking niggas like earthquakes. I miss you....