He refuses to listen to it.

He lets go of her wrists, suddenly getting a right hook to his jaw. "You threatened all of them! You didn't tell me why they didn't like me!" She screams, jumping on his chest and continuing her attack. "You're not my brother! You wanted me to be lonely forever! You know I can't!! I could die! Stop it!" She suddenly stops, backing away and looking at her brother in fear. He winces as he stands, popping his jaw back into place. She whimpers, looking away. "I'll never be fixed will I?" She whispers. He glares down at his sister, "No, no you won't. You're sick, messed up, mentally insane, you are no angel." He snaps, walking through a portal and leaving her.

By now, Tirou has fainted.

She quickly grabs a piece of paper and a pen, scribbling her message to Tirou and leaving it on his door. She walks out, shutting the door silently behind her and walking away into the forest.

Dear Tirou,

I apologize for all the noise, I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable. Although I'm sure that whenever I'm around you are. I am not right, I need help that nobody can give. Don't expect to see me again, you won't. I don't want to hurt you, I can't lose you like I lost everybody else in my life. I am messed up in the head, I don't deserve anything given to me. You will find in the envelope that there is a picture folded many times. Unfold it and you will find my bank account number, I have already told them I am making you the owner of the house and account. Consider it my goodbye gift.

Sincerely, Holly

It's about an hour before he dares come out of his room. He doesn't notice the note. "Holly?" He looks around, his anxiety quickly growing. "Holly?"

She is now on a branch, overlooking downtown. She sighs, a rope swinging in her hand, she looks up at the sky, wondering if her wings will kick in and try to stop her.

His sense of something being wrong kicks in. He quickly tracks the sense, rushing towards Holly.

She quickly blends into the crowd until she finds a small area of trees. She sighs, parting from the crowd, rope in hand. She quickly walks into the cover of the trees

He speeds up further, now as fast as a bullet.

She is now on a high branch, tying the end of the rope to it. Hesitating to put the other end around her neck, she does it though. Looking down reluctantly