Sit Back, Gotta Catch My Breath

It's been two weeks since my parents found out about Jack and I, and they're still not allowing me to go to school. My mum has taken time off work so that she can monitor me 24/7.
Speaking of taking things, my parents took away all of my electronics, so I don't have the ability to communicate with, well, anyone, except my parents.
Dad has been getting my schoolwork on his way home every day after work so that I don't fall behind. Mum has considered even quitting her job to homeschool me.
To say the least, my life has turned to complete shit. And I can't even imagine what Jack must be going through.
I was pulled out of my thoughts by my mum entering my room with my laptop in her hands. She sat down next to me on my bed and sighed.
"Your dad and I have decided that... since you have been a really good sport the past couple of weeks, you can have your laptop back." She placed the object on my lap and smiled at me before leaving the room.
I quickly opened my laptop, turned it on, and the first thing I did was check my Facebook. I had multiple messages from Rian asking me where I was and what happened over break.
It was when I read the last message that my stomach dropped.

Rian Dawson: Jack's in the hospital!

Once I was able to move, I quickly replied.

Alexander W. Gaskarth: What happened?

I watched the screen intently while it told me that Rian was typing.

Rian Dawson: Dude, where have you been the past couple weeks?

Alexander W. Gaskarth: Home. What happened to Jack?

Rian Dawson: He was in the hospital, but he got out last week. No one really knows what happened. He won't talk to anyone about it. But he was bloodied up pretty bad.

Alexander W. Gaskarth: Really? Not one person knows?

I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes. This was all my fault.

Rian Dawson: If someone does know, they're not speaking up. Do you have any ideas?

Alexander W. Gaskarth: I have one.

Rian Dawson: Well, what is it?

I explained to Rian everything that happened. I told him how my parents caught us making out, I told him how they told Jack's dad. And I told him that it was probably his dad that beat him into the hospital.

Rian Dawson: Why did you wait two weeks to tell anyone this?

Alexander W. Gaskarth: I had to wait to get one of my electronics back. Mum just gave me back my laptop.

Rian Dawson: Okay. I'll explain everything to Jack at lunch. He's pretty upset that you didn't visit him in the hospital.

Alexander W. Gaskarth: Tell him I'm so sorry.

Rian Dawson: Will do, man. Don't worry. Everything will work out.

Alexander W. Gaskarth: God, I hope so.

And then he signed off.
I instantly went to Jack's page, only to find that I couldn't view anything on his wall because he had deleted me off of his friends list, which made me feel sick to my stomach. I clicked on his info and began scrolling. He had changed his relationship status to 'single'.
I quickly shut my laptop and set it down on the floor.
So, this is what it felt like to have your heart ripped out and shoved down your throat. First, you feel this pain that you never could have imagined. Then, you start to feel numb. And then, you feel absolutely nothing. You're empty, a hollow shell, and you see no purpose for you existence anymore.

Notes

And you continue to hate me. I can feel it.

-Ryan