Jakes POV
I didn't know where I was gunna go. Honestly. My mom and sister live over a hundred miles away. So for now I was just gunna walk the street. I kept my hands in my pockets.
I had turned my phone off and kept it in my back pocket. It had gone off just minutes after I left. Somehow I had ended back up at the park. At the bridge. But this time I sat on the edge. My legs dangling and the pocket knife I had bought in my hands.
I felt numb. But at the same time I wanted to force open my skin with the sharp end of a blade. And to throw my body off the bridge and just free fall and hit the ground. Have it all over. I feel so conflicted.
"Ugh." I say and flick open the knife. I run my finger carefully across the edge. It's sharp and I almost cut my finger on it. I let out a sigh. I close my eyes tight and my body tenses.
"Please." I pull out my phone from my pocket. I slide it open and look to see I have 36 messages.
Barc👮- where r u?
Tom🎸-r u ok?!
Barc👮- please Jake. Ur worrying us
Reecey😎- jake!? Come back mate!!! we need u!
Irish Man🍀- Jake please.
Diva💅- JAKE SIMS GET UR ARSE BACK HERE!!!
Baby Kick🙇- Jake?
Many messages like this. The boys telling me that they were sorry. That they needed me to come back. That they loved me. Asked me if I was okay. Tom being the only one who knows my past very well asked me not to do anything. But only one from Casey
Case👥❤- good ridense
This made my heart burst. I didn't text any of them back. I put my phone back in my pocket and pulled my sleeves up. I kept the blade hovering over my arm. I told my mom I would never do this again. Sydney's too young to know.
Then I lost it I dug the blade into my skin. Then dragged it diagonally. It was just supposed to be one cut. But soon it turned into many. And soon my arm was more red than tan. I quickly shut the blade and shoved that in my pocket with my phone. I pulled my sleeve down and hissed. It stung but I had had worse.
"I'm sorry." I grip the edge once more and than I go to jump. But an arm on my shoulder stops me. I turn to see a teary eyed girl. She looks as if she's only around ten or nine. The same age as my sister. I look down at her.
"Are you okay?" She asks with a small voice. I press my lips. I can't lie to her. That would be like lying to my sister. I shake my head.
"No I'm not. Why don't you I back to your mommy or daddy, yeah?" I say and she shakes her head. I look at her questionably.
"My mommy told me never to leave someone in trouble. And your in trouble." I smile at her. She holds out her hand and I hesitate but take it. She pulls me off the edge and we begin walking. She pulls me behind her and we begin walking towards a women who seems to be of her early or late twenties. When the women sees the girl she comes running.
"Alexa how many have I told you not to run off like that?! You scared mommy! Who- who are you?" Her voice shakes and by the way she looks at me I think she's afraid of me. She pulls the girl close to her.
"I'm Jake. Your daughter. She umm. She saved my life. You raised her well. Thank you." My voice shakes and the women blinks. She looks down at her daughter.
"Alexa please go okay with you brother." The girl nods. Waves me to, I smile back at her, and runs off to her brother.
"I'm sorry I don't think I heard you right. Did you say that my daughter saved your life?" She seemed shocked. I nod and look down. I put some pressure on my newly cut arm.
"I was sitting on the ledge of the bridge over there. I was gunna jump and she- she stopped and asked me if I was okay. Your littler girl. Saved my life." I say and she seems to smile. She then looks at me and her eyes lighten. I look down and she then hugs me. I feel shocked at first and then hug her back. She pulls back and smiles. I then ask.
"If you don't mind. Can I say goodbye to her." The women nods with a warm smile. I then glance at where the girl is with a boy who looks to be around thirteen. I sigh and to over to them. The girl sees me and runs from her brother and to me. His eyes widen and he follows her.
"Alexa! I'm so sorry Sir!' He pulls her back and I brush him off.
"It's okay. She knows me." He glares at me but looks up and makes she contact with him mom. She nods and he does too. I kneel down the the girl.
"Now I want you to know something. This world isn't what it seems. But you. Your gunna be okay. Because you have a good heart. I want you I have this." I pull out a small pin that has a star on it that I always carry around with me. I place it in her hand and close her had. She nods. Then she hugs me.
"Your gunna be okay." She whispers and I sure hope she's right.
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