12 Reasons Why

Jack Gilinsky

*A/N: Okay omg I am so so so so so sorry for taking a long time to update. Wow it's been crazy. I just moved and we like literally just got wifi so yeah, I'm sorry. I'm trying to update more regularly and I'm hoping to acomplish that. After this chapter I only have 4 more, 6 including a couple bonus chapters I have planned.... Anyways, I'll try to update daily, or every other day from now on. I love you guys and yeah that's it! And oh please remember to vote and comment. Thanks! Ily bye!-Marie

P.S I'm going to refer to Jack Johnson as JJ in this chapter so don't get confused. :)*

        JJ and I were on our way home from wrapping up some new music in the studio. We were in the uber, listening to the uber driver tell us a boring story about how he became an uber driver. After what feels like hours but was actually a couple minuets we arrive at mine and JJ's house. We leave the Uber and see the mail man coming up our drive way. That's what I call perfect timing.

        "Here, is your mail boys, have a great day!" Steve the mail man says while handing me our mail and and I respond with

"You too Steve! Thanks!" Steve gives me a smile and waves as he walks away. I flip through the mail as I walk inside. Two envelopes catch my eye. One's for JJ and the other is for me. Both from the same adress, from the same person, Emma Wilson. I had JJ his and hen I open the envelope curiously, as I take out the piece of paper. And I begin to read,

Dear Jack Gilinsky,

        Wow, Jack where do I begin? You and JJ where the first Viners I really got into. I remember seeing the one vine where Johnson was like "Even if I miss, He doesn't" And he threw the basketball off the roof and you dunked it. That was your first vine I ever saw. And honestly it made me laugh harder than it should have but it was the hardest I have laughed in years. So maybe it was good, because I didn't know I was able to still laugh. I didn't know that someone could make me laugh that hard. Okay, now you're probably wondering who the hell is this and why is she writing about how I was able to make her laugh. And honestly, I don't know why I'm writing you.

         I guess I just want to thank you. To thank you for being able to make me laugh, to make me smile. Because I've been through so much and I just, I can't take anymore. So I'm writing you to thank you, because I won't be able to thank you in person, and I just want to tell you, to let you know how much I love you. You have helped me through so much and I could never thank you enough. But I guess what I'm trying to say is I can't live anymore. I can't live through all of this pain, all of this bullying, all of this torture anymore.

        So I guess what I'm saying is by the time you have gotten this I will no longer be alive, and yes. I took my own life. And I'm not happy, or proud about it, but I just I had too. I couldn't live anymore with my deamons taunting me. But I just want to thank you, and remember I will be watching you and JJ create amazing music with sick beats from the sky. Because you guys, you guys have helped me and you have helped so many others without even realizing it, and it's kind of, really beautiful if you ask me. It's amazing how two people I have never even met could have such an effect on my life. You guys feel like my children (Even though your not) Just because I have watched you rise from 1,000 followers to over a million, and I couldn't be prouder.

        I just feel like I have watched you guys grow, even in your music, from distance to tides. And I am just amazed at how fast you guys have matured and grown. You guys are so important to me, and I don't even know if you care about me well cared and I don't know if you even care that I died, well took my own life, but in the slim chance that you do just know that it's for the best. And no matter what I am proud of you and I always will be. But I will also be jealous of your eyebrows, like how does someones eyebrows look that perfect? Anyways I'm starting to ramble but just know that I love you so much and you mean the world to me. Bye Jack, I'll miss you.

Love, Emma Wilson

        I feel the tears start to fall  down my face. I didn't even realize I was crying until I finnished the letter. Wow. She was one of our first fans. This girl, she took her own life. I can't even comprehend that. I then notice something peeking out of the envelope. I pull it out, and it's a picture. A picture of what I assume to be Emma. And she is gorgeous. She has long brown wavy hair that stops at her waist and dark chocolate brwon eyes, and she looks happy, well she looks like she's faking being happy. You can tell that somethings wrong. That if you look close enough you can see the depression in her eyes. And it's sad. She's absolutely beautiful. Yet her mind was so dark, filled with awful thoughts. This girl. Even though I didn't personally know her, I can tell that she was amazing, she was special. I just hope she rests in peace. I hope that she's not suffering anymore. I just hope.