Trigger warning
****Jack Johnson P.O.V****
I storm into the house and make my way up the stairs and to the bathroom and rummage through the medicines, looking for a blade.
When I see the pesky thing my anger starts to turn to sadness and the tears slowly fall down my face. I slide the blade across my wrist with pressure at rapid force. I bring the blade down and again and again I slice my wrist.
Once I'm finished I run my wrist under the cold water and wait for the bleeding to stop. I gotta stop ditching school...
Whatever.
No one cares anyway. I could totally drop out and no one would give a flying shit, or even if I died. My parents would never come home to even know I died.
Hmm, that sounds like a good idea...
No no no. You can't kill yourself jack.
I sigh and walk to my bed and lay down. I get back up and grab some boxers, joggers and jacks hoodie before heading to the shower. I let the water turn hot before stepping in and letting the hot water replenish my body and wash away my worries.
After I finish doing everything I throw on my clothes and while I'm throwing the hoodie over my shoulders I take a wiff of jacks smell and almost want to cry..
Almost
A/N~ Aye, sorry for the short chapter. I'm hella tired.
Love you. Xx
~iamalyssa47
Quote~ Get away from it all not a care in the world, watch the sun hit the water as the waves curl. ~Jack and Jack
