First confession: Death wishes and treachery.

Okay, the plan worked but it ended miserably. I wasted 500$ to pay a guy and make a road trip to Rimouski (5 and half hours) to "kidnapp" a girl (with her consent), and bring her in my town. The not-treator guy's girlfriend, actually. It was illegal because she's in a center for kids who had troublesome parents, and the only thing she was living for was (and still is) her boyfriend, and she was about to kill herself. So, we went out there and took her, and she spent two days here before the police showed up and took her back. Luckily, her boyfriend (in legal age) wasn't arrested.
All of this, because that traitor gave his number and relation to the girl at the police, and laughed at us, saying he would be happy to visit us in jail if we succeeded (he dropped us 4 hours before we had to leave to take her). I found a guy who agreed to get paid 500$, plus gas and expenses, to get there on time. But, as previously said, we failed. And I still owe 500$ to my ancient roommate (I used the excuse to get 500 from my own account, and to avoid suspicion from my mother, AKA money keeper. Anyways, I still want that guy dead: but not from my hands. I'm too kind for that. He's been my ex boyfriend, too... Pardon me for writing this while being literally burning with anger, it was pretty immature. And pointless. But thanks for being there and reading: it helped me took at the situation from the exterior, and calm down when I came back from this adventure.

I'm so tired. I think I'll just... Be a shoulder for my bro, seeing he was on the verge of killing a random guy in the street (when the police came, he was about to hit them, out of tiredness, sadness and anger.)
And, after all of this wasted time and money, I learnt something: never trust your ex with illegal stuff, or when he asks for forgiveness and swear he changed: A heart stays the same, no matter the time or how you personally change. Exes are lyers.