You Can't Sit With Us

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Jack G's POV;

"I'm Chloe."

I kept replaying that memory over and over in my head. Every time I replayed it I noticed something different about her. And it made me feel something in me that I haven't felt in a very, very long time.

But I knew not to get too excited, because getting too happy resulted in where I am now- the hospital for my third suicide attempt.

Like I noticed how her eyes got all squinty when she would smile, how she bit her lip when she was about to leave, how her short hair framed her face, how she felt really out of place and shy and it made her blush. It's like she felt like me.

I wonder who she was here for.

Then, my stomach grumbled.

"Wanna go get something?", I asked Cam. He was really tired now a days from all the medication he was hopped up on. The doctors said the cancer tumors were getting smaller which meant he could leave in 2 days so they were drugging him up as much as they could before he was released.

He shook his head, "I'm too tired to get up man. But bring somethin back for me I'm starving."

"You got it.", I said jumping up and walking out of the door.

You'd think living in such a cramped, stuffy room would make me feel so happy and free. But nope- I was just in a slightly larger hospital hallway that smelt like rubbing alcohol, old people, and latex. I had no clue where the cafeteria was considering I'd never been to this hospital before. The two previous ones were where I used to live with my parents before I decided I hated them and I left. Now I lived with my best friend, Cameron here in LA.

The last hospital I wasn't even released if I'm being honest- I just took off the needle for my bloodwork, changed into my old clothes, and walked out. That's how clueless people are these days I guess. I sort of just rolled on my own and figured everything was happening for a reason and it is what it is.

Alyssa's POV;

"Ew.", I picked up a soggy box of french fries and looked at the bottom for an expiration date.

Then I looked at everything else they and decided that it was probably the best thing. I handed the cashier 3 dollars and looked around for a table to sit at. I really didn't want to go back upstairs and watch Shawn unconcious and Chloe asleep. I quickly picked up an apple before the cashier could see and paced around the crowded cafeteria for a few minutes.

Every table seemed to be packed with either a nurse, a crying mother, or one of the patients.

"Hey Alyssa!", I turned around to see Nash waving at me. I smiled and waved back.

"Come sit with us!", I sighed in relief that I finally could sit. I hurried towards their table. It was still just Nash, Hayes, and Jack Johnson.

"Thanks. That was getting really embarrassing."

"Yea you we've been watching you for like ten minutes.", Hayes laughed.

I rolled my eyes and bit into my apple. I stared at Johnson. He was really quiet and just tapping his fingers against the table.

"Sooo...uhh, what are you guys here for?", I broke the ice.

Surprisingly Jack spoke up first, "Really bad anxiety. I'm only here for 2 more days and then I'm out again. Just come here when I have a bad attack and I can't breathe."

I looked down. "That's awful."

"I have um...epilepsy.", Hayes whispered.

I raised my eyebrow, epilepsy?

"I have...", Hayes looked really embarrassed before he paused and stopped, "It doesn't matter. I'm just better now and I'm leaving with Nash in 2 days."

I played with the soggy fry before setting it back down on my plate and throwing away the core of the apple.

"You guys live around here?"

"Yeah. We all live together actually in an apartment a few blocks away.", Johnson said.

"Wait. Is it the one on Sunset?", I said wondering if they lived in the same apartment as Chloe, Shawn, and I. We lived on the very top of the building and it was 13 floors so anyone could live there.

"Yeah how'd you know?", Nash said picking up one of my fries. I slid the plate over to him.

"Cause that's where I live with my brother and my sister."

Their eyes all widened.

"No way!", they said at the same time.

Time flew by and the cafeteria was beginning to empty. Talking to these guys made me happy and took my mind off of all the things going on in my life, but maybe I had stayed for too long. Before I was about to leave my seat I heard another voice. Chloe.

"Alyssa!", I turned around and smiled. My whole world lit up again and I charged towards Chloe and...and SHAWN!

"Shawn!!" I stopped myself from jumping on him and just clung to him tightly instead. I buried my head into his shoulder and couldn't contain my sobs. I felt him rubbing small cirlces in his back and his soft voice calming me down. Nothing had changed. And that's exactly how I wanted it to be.

"Hi Nash!", I heard Chloe say. I turned around holding Shawn's hand.

"I see we've all met except for....", Hayes stuck his hand out to Shawn.

"I'm Shawn.", he said.

Chloe's POV;

I couldn't stop smiling as I watched Shawn talk with Nash, Jack Johnson, and Hayes. My stomach was grumbling and I decided to get in line before they closed. I bit my lip...nothing seemed edible here.

I reached for a plastic container that looked like rubber mac 'n cheese when someone's hand sat on top of mine. I felt tingles run through my fingers and up my arm, the hand was warm and rough.

"Sorry...Chloe.", my eyes looked up to meet chocolate brown ones. This was the kid whose room I accidentally walked into to.

James?

Jake?

No. Jack.

"Hi Jack. You want it?", I said handing him the container. He pushed it back to me and picked up a plastic cup of fruit instead, two granola bars, and three cookies. He payed for my food as we found ourselves walking to a table together.

"You hungry?", I said laughing at all the food he had gotten.

He looked down and smiled. "Actually I'd better get back. Half is for me and half for my friend Cameron."

"Ohh.", I said sort of upset he couldn't stay. I don't know why. He just seemed so...interesting. I wanted to explore every part of his mind and I was running out of time now that Shawn was awake and only had to stay here for 2 more days.

I stood up and turned around when I felt the same hand throw itself to my hip and bring me close to him and I felt his hot breathe against my neck.

"Meet me at Room 148 in 45 minutes."

And just like that- he was gone.

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