Loving the High School Bad-Boy

Chapter 27

Chases POV:

I walked behind Casey and held her hand as she walked into Amy's hospital room.

I heard her choke back a sob and I almost did the same. Her skin was pale and almost Snow White. Her fingers mid as well have been bone and no skin. Her cheeks sunk into her face and her lips and already begun cracking again.

Amy.

Just a few months ago she was happy and full of life. Now look at her. Jackson fell in love with that girl.

Casey knelt down beside the bed and took Amy's hand in hers and looked up and out the window. "Please dear god; bring her back to us, don't let her die, don't let her spend the rest of her senior year in a coma. Don't let her miss the time of her life." She looked back at Amy, "Come on," she smiled, her voice coming stuttered as the tears poured out of her eyes, "We're best friends remember? We are gonna g-g-get married to twins and have twin huskies and get twin houses on a lake right next to each other. We are g-gonna go to prom in matching dresses and when one of us wins prom queen walk up and break the crown in half and give it to the other. Re-remember? I-I remember wh-when we wer-were kids a-and we w-went into the p-p-pool in ma-matching suits??? W-we did so m-many cannonballs, th-the neighbors y-yelled at u-us. Re-re-remember?" Her head fell down into Amy's chest as she finished and tears began pouring into her hospital blanket and it was soon damp with tears.

I walked forward and grabbed her by the shoulders and turned her head into my chest. It racked with sobs and my shirt got soaked with wet tears from her eyes.her shirt was wet as well and I was just hoping she couldn't tell I was letting a few tears slip from my eyes.

Casey started pushing me towards the door of the room and I picked her up and carried her bridal style in my arms, I kissed her forehead and walked passed Cody, Sean and Kelly. Kelly looked over with sad eyes and I have her a feeble smile before walking away. I walked out the doors to my black Ford pick-up and opened the backdoor. I gently placed her down and she curled into a ball.

I walked around and drove off onto the highway and sped back to Jacksons house.

I picked her back up and brought her to the bed room. I laid on the bed with Casey in my arms and started rocking her back and forth. One of my black curls fell in front of my forehead and I brushed it away and gave her a kiss on her forehead.

I leaned back and cradled her in my chest until she felt safe and calm.

My thoughts slowly drifted back to Amy.

Amy.

The girl who's long ombré hair and big eyes, with the short figure that was curvy all over made Jackson fall in love with. She made him so angry and so happy all at the same time. She made him smile, a smile that I hadn't seen since Evie was born. A smile only she can bring out of him. Jacksons eyes lit up every time she walked in a room, she fell in love with him even if she didn't know it. And he fell in love with her even if neither of them could see it.

And I know he feels guilty and responsible but he isn't, it's not his fault he's a stupid asshole who doesn't know what he wants. Jackson feels guilty and he feels like it's all his fault-

"Casey, we need to go." I said standing up with a jerk.

"W-what?" She asked, her eyes wide with worry.

I shook my head, "Come on, we need to go across the street, to Amy's house." I said picking her up and running out of the room. She nodded her head against my chest even though not knowing what I was thinking.

I dropped her on Amy's couch and flew up the stairs and ran into Amys room.

"Damn you Jackson Denivior, can't be such an ignorant asshole all the time." I muttered searching her room.

I saw the connecting bathroom door and flung it open. "Fuck! CASEY CALL 911!"

"What why?" I heard her frail voice call.

"NOW! TELL THEM WE HAVE AN ATTEMPTED SUICIDE!" I bellowed trying to run to the bathtub without skipping on blood. I grabbed Jacksons limp body and mentally cursed not bringing a towel. I grabbed one off the ring and wrapped the cuts on his arms and torso. I ran down stairs and Casey has just find über talking in the phone. Her eyes grew wide at the sight of Jackson and she flung open the door and pushed me out of it and into an ambulance that was waiting. They took Jackson and put him on a gurney, booking him up to machines and oxygen pumps.

"Carry, vitals?!?" A doctor asked.

"Not good miss, dropping at 3 per second."

"Shit. Heart beat?"

"Not good, looking at about 20 per minute."

"Goddammit! Does anyone have any good news?"

"We'll miss the bleeding stopped."

"Thank you Toby." She turned to me, "I'm doctor Stevens, whoever your friend is, he sure knows how to kill himself." She turned back to pumping on his chest and adjusting vitals.

"Arrogant bastard, only thinking about himself. What the hell does he think Amy will say?" Casey muttered to me.

"I have no fucking idea."