jack johnson's little sister » a jack gilinsky fanfic [completed]

Chapter 36

It's now 2:30am the Monday.

Jack broke up with me yesterday at like 12pm.

I haven't slept since then. Basically, all I have been doing, is crying.

I remember when I got bullied and I got called a bitch.

And then Jack called me the same thing.

That just broke me more.

I take a shaky breath, and get out my laptop.

I go the notes, and decide that I should type what's in my mind.

I would understand why Jack broke up with me, I guess. I don't know. I loved him. I should have told him the truth in the first place. Now that Jack is gone, I'm left alone. I'm pretty sure I have no one now. I guess this is how it is. I'm left with no one. I just want Jack back. I want to be able to know I'm safe. I want him to tell me he loves me. But he doesn't. Who knows if he ever did. I wouldn't love someone like me. that's for sure. I miss him. I want him back. but I can't take back what has happened. I literally have nothing to live for anymore. Jack hates me, and he was one of the people going. He was one of the main ones. And now my reason to live is gone. So isn't that what I'm suppose to be. Gone. I don't know how, but I know that it's going to happen. I don't know when either. nobody can or will stop me. It's already set in my mind. I want to kill myself.

I let out a few tears, as I close my laptop.

I would text Toby, but she went on vacation with her family.

Vanessa broke her phone, and JJ is with Emily.

I have no one.

"This is reality, I guess," I sigh to myself, as I lay down on my bed, and stare blankly at the ceiling.

I don't know what to do anymore.

And with that thought, I turn to my pillow, and sob.

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I wake up from a 1 hour sleep, and grab my phone.

It's like 4am.

Wow.

Brother Johnson: hey, you okay?

Me: yeah, why wouldn't I be?

Brother Johnson: Jack told me you guys broke up. why didn't you tell me you guys were dating?

Me: sorry. I know your mad.

Brother Johnson: I'm not mad. I guess I understand why you wouldn't want to tell me.

Me: really?

Brother Johnson: yeah. so are you okay?

Me: yes. I'm fine.

Brother Johnson: okay, I'm coming home in like an hour.

I leave our conversation at that.

I grab my laptop and drag my depressed body into the living room.

I sit down, and open up Netflix.

This is what it's coming to.

Me not leaving my house, or socializing.

I don't want to talk to people.

I don't want to interact with people.

I simply, just want to die.

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like I said, this story is coming to an end, and I'm trying to update until the end, but I have school tomorrow so I'll either update around 12pm ish, or 2-3pm ish.

alright ily all