Jack's POV

We arrived at a small chinese resteraunt and i couldn't have been happier. I hated to admit it, but having Alex back in my life made me happy. Happiness was something lacking in my life and it felt nice to have it back. Alex glanced over at me with a smile and I got butterflies in my stomach. That fucking smile. I thought as Alex stopped the car.

Opening the passenger door, I stepped out, my box of razors jingling in my back pocket. I forgot they were there for a while and I instantly felt embarassed. I hoped Alex hadn't heard them. I quickly put on a smile and pulled down my jacket to cover my pocket as Alex approached.

"Come on, Jack-O." Alex said in a happy-go-lucky voice.

I about fainetd when he brought back the old nickname. I loved when he called me that. It had been over a year since I heard anyone call me that. His hand grabbed my arm and I was pulled into the resteraunt. Giggling softly, I followed behind Alex as we walked to a table.

"So, Lex, why did you choose this place?" I asked, using my old nickname for him.

I had a feeling why he had choosen this place. We used to always sit together and eat chinese take out on the couch. Fuck, I missed those days. I hope they'll come back soon.

"It's been a while since we had chinese together. I thought it would be nice." He said with a shy smile that could melt my heart.

I really need to stop with all this affectionate stuff. I can't risk another heartbreak. I thought as I kept a smile on my face.

"It has. It feels nice to talk to you again, Lex." I said softly as my large brown eyes locked onto his.

"It feels good talking to you again, too." He exclaimed with excitement.

I soon broke the gaze I held with his eyes and glanced at his lips. I just wanted to kiss him again. I wanted to feel close to him. I needed him. Before I knew what I was doing, I leaned over and pushed my lips to his. He pulled back quickly and had a look of disgust on his face.

"Get the fuck off of me, faggot!" He shouted and I felt the tears come again.

"Fuck. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." I apoligized many times before I ran from the table we were at.

Alex seemed to realize that what he said wasn't the right thing to say because as soon as I moved from the table he was after me.

"Jack! I didn't mean it! I was just shocked! The guys had rubbed off on me with what they say! I'm sorry!" He cried out as I ran away and out of the resteraunt.

I didn't know where I was going or what I was going to do. I just wanted to die.
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Alex's POV

Oh god. Oh my fucking God. I fucked up. Big time. Jack might be going to kill himself right now because of me. Fuck!

Thoughts raced through my mind as I ran out of the small resteraunt. I had to find Jack. Quickly. For all I know he might be cutting himself or trying to kill himself. I thought I had finally gotten on his good side and then I go and do this. Fuck. I am a dumbass.

I continued to run around the town while thinking of places he could have gone. Knowing Jack, he was probably outside. He didn't like his home at all. He would much rather live anywhere else but there. It hit me right then where he was.

"The bridge." I mumbled and then brushed my bangs out of my face.

Jack had always loved the bridge. We used to lay under it, right next to the water. It was his favorite place in the world. He told me once while we were laying together that he would die happy there.

Please be okay, Jack. I love you.

As I came up to the bridge, I saw the skunk haired boy sitting on a small towel near the water. It was obvious that he was crying. I noticed a small plastic box next to him. Oh fuck.
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Jack"s POV

Alex was such a liar. Such. A. Fucking. Liar. The tears wouldn't stop. I had ran to the one place I loved. I loved this bridge. It reminded me of good times. I noticed the towel that I used to lay on with Alex was still there. Running over to it, I pulled out the small plastic box and picked out my favorite razor.

Running the cold metal over my fingers, I smiled. Maybe Alex would finally be happy now. He had told me multiple times that life would be better if I was gone. His wish would finally come true.

"I hope you're happy Alex." I shouted out as I sunk the metal blade into my wrist. As blood began flowing out, I smiled. A true smile. I would finally be gone. I would finally stop being a problem. I would finally have my wish come true.

I heard someone running over to me and I sighed. It was Alex.

Notes

Oh no. Sad feels. ;~;