Jack

I didn’t go to anymore of my classes today. Instead, after Alex showed up and we talked, I broke down in the middle of the hallway, with everyone watching. I wasn’t alone though. Zack, Rian, and Kellin were watching right when everything went down, and they were trying their best to comfort me.

They didn’t help very much, but I appreciated their attempt. There was just one thing I wanted right now, and that was to end it all. If I can’t be with the love of my life, and raise our child together, I didn’t want anything more than to die. I had nothing left to live for.

I spent the rest of the school day sitting on the hood of my car, I also ended up smoking a whole pack of cigarettes. Zack was disappointed in me, since he was sitting with me, but I could care less right now. I needed my mind off of everything, and it was somewhat helping me. Which is why he didn’t put a stop to my smoking.

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The week came and went by like that, all the way up until Friday.

“Hey man, I hate to leave you to go home on your own. I know you're in a fucked up place right now. But I have to head home and grab something, then I’ll be over at your place. Sound cool?” Zack asked as the school bell to indicate the school day was over, rang.

“Yeah. That’s fine.” I muttered as I dragged myself off the hood of my car. Zack followed suit and he gave me a quick hug before telling me he would see me later, and walked off to his own car.
I got in my car and started it up, speeding out of the parking lot before anyone had the time to stop me.

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I got home and basically ran inside. There was times like these that I really needed my Mom to talk to. She was my best friend. Her and Dad both. I could talk to them about everything possible. Hell, they knew Alex and I were a thing before Alex and I even knew. The only thing I wanted more them right now, was my newest coping method.

I ran up the stairs and threw off my clothes, making my way into my bathroom and turned on the water in the tub. I had taped my blade under the sink, so no one would find it. I quickly retrieved it and got in the tub. I put the plug in, so the water would fill up.

I waited a few minutes for it to be filled, and I sat down, bringing the blade to my wrists. to my thighs, to every part of my body I could think of. I don’t care if I was over reacting, I just needed a release. I needed a way out, something I have been craving for awhile now.

Once I was finished, I threw the blade somewhere in the bathroom and just sat back, letting time take it’s toll on me. There was nothing left for me in this world, so why should I care? Why should I stay in a world that would be better off without me.

I heard my front door open and close from down stairs. “Jack?” I heard someone shout as they walked through my house. I knew the voice to be Zack. Please go away, you don’t need to see this.

The last thing I heard before I let my eyes slip close, was the sound of my phone beeping, telling me I had a text. Then, nothing but blackness.

Notes

Sorry it's much shorter than I wanted it to be. I kinda just wanted to rush it to the point of the chapter.

So, who hates me now? Everyone? I'm okay with that.

~Jagk.