(Authors note: Just a quick disclaimer, up until now, this story has been a journal of sort, I've been writing what was happening in my life. Although, I've decided that I want the story to go a different way. So what I'm saying is from now on, this story isn't about me, well it is, but it's going somewhere separate from my life.
Secondary disclaimer: This chapter has some really serious topics eg. self harm and suicide, if you are young or squemish then skip this chapter.)
As soon as the door swung open Jack felt his heart drop. Back to school, again.
"Come on! Time to go to school" His Mum said jipperly.
Jack just simply groaned, he didn't want to go back.
"I know, it took me a bit to get out of bed as well" She replied.
No you don't, it took you a bit to get out of bed because you were tired, it's going to take me everything to get out of bed because if I do, I have to go to school and if I go to school, I have to see Max and if I see Max, I don't know. He thought.
He eventually got out of bed after his Mum's happy disposition slowly drifted into full blown anger.
"Get in the car! I can't deal with this today!" She yelled
You can't deal with it?! Are you kidding me! He was still quite tired.
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He finally got to school and decided to seek out Max, for some reason.
Eventually he found her talking with Jodie
"Hey!" Jack exclaimed
"Yo!" Max said, still venomous, you would expect after 8 weeks she'd care at least a bit but no.
"Hey Jack" Jodie replied.
"I think I'll go find Bella" He said sadly
"Whatever" Max said disinterested
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The rest of the day went by in a flash, he had some classes, some with friends and some all alone. He thought he liked the ones without a bit better because he could relax for a bit without having to worry about if his friends were worried about them.
By the end of the day, he felt so depressed that he wasn't sure what was going on.
He got home and he just layed on the couch, for a couple hours until it was pitch black outside.
He tried messaging Max and she saw the message but obviously didn't want to talk
What is wrong with me? Why do I even live?
He wasn't sure, he couldn't think of a single reason why he would live.
After another hour he decided that the constant pain he was in was worse than death itself.
He wrote his suicide note and he had a quick conversation with Bella, he didn't say enough to let her know what was happening but he said enough that she'd have closure.
He was ready, he had everything ready.
He made his way to the kitchen, tears welling in his eyes. He grabbed a knife and slit his wrists, over and over and over and over.
The ceiling started to darken, the world started to darken. The blood soaked floor suddenly rose up and that was it.
The first thing he saw when he woke up was his mother lying over him crying.
"Mum?" Jack asked weakly
"JACK! OH MY GOD!" She screamed.
She hugged him so hard he thought his ribs would break.
"Everyone was here earlier, they wanted to be here when you woke up but they all fell asleep in their chairs, so I called their parents and got them to take them all home" She explained
"Everyone was here?" Jack asked
"Yep, Bella, Jodie, everyone!"
"What about Max?" Jack asked sheepishly, he didn't want to know the answer.
"She, wasn't here." Mum said very sullenly
"Oh, I see." Jack replied in the same tone. "I think I might go back to sleep for a bit"
"Ok, not too long, the doctor will be coming back to go over some things with you"
"Alright..." Jack replied
He slowly drifted off until he was woken by his Mum
"Jack, the doctors here" She told him
"Hi, I'm Doctor Hemstret." He told Jack
"Hi" He said very scared. He didn't like doctors usually but in this situation, where he was ther because of himself, especially not.
"Alright, so from what we saw, you made multiple very shallow cuts into your wrists, not deep enough to cause any permenant damage to nerves but shallow enough to make you bleed out, almost to death." He explained
The whole time Jack was fiddling with his fingers, he knew all this, he had planned it out. It was also horribly embarrased that his Mum had to hear this.
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After the doctor left, Jack had gotten some more sleep.
He was both excited and horribly nervous.
Everyone was visiting tomorrow...
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One day
Teen FictionJack lives an normal life, he has his friends and then there's Max, his 'best friend' and love interest. She always talks to him as if she wishes he would disappear and sometimes so does he. But on this day, he finally loses it.
