Jack Johnson's POV:
"Jack!" I yell, shakily.
Jack passed out after being stabbed and now he won't wake up. I've been holding his wound with my bare hand to slow the amount of blood loss.
"Jack! Please wake up.." Tears continue to fall from my eyes.
"J-Jack.." I stutter.
I wipe my eyes with my free hand and wipe my nose with my sleeve. I can't stop crying.
It wasn't supposed to end like this. No one was supposed to get hurt. No one should've got hurt.
It was my secret that got us here, this is my fault. Jack is lying on the ground, bleeding out, because I couldn't keep my hands to myself. It's Aiden's fault too, but he's not here to feel the guilt, not that he would anyways, all he cared about was me.
I say Aiden's not around because he's not moving, he hasn't since him and Jack landed on the ground.
I pull Jack into my lap and hold him. Then, his eyes start to open, slowly.
"Hey!" I smile, lightly.
"Jack.." He whispers back.
"I'm here, I'm right here with you." I assure him.
"I.. I feel.. Lightheaded.. And so out of it." He says, weakly.
"You're losing a lot of blood, I called for help." Another tear rolls down my cheek.
"Does.. Does that mean I'm-"
"Stop, don't think about that.." I say.
I see that his eyes start to fill with tears.
"What.. What about graduation?" His lip starts to quiver.
"We're gonna go to the ceremony, and we're gonna graduate." I run my hand along his cheek.
"That's it?" He asks, quietly. His eyes are completely full of tears now.
"Of course that's not it, then we have the rest of our lives to enjoy." I smile at him, he blinks and his tears stream down his face.
"What's our future like?" His voice cracks.
"Oh, it'll be beautiful, I imagine we'll adopt two kids.." I stop and take a deep breath, this is the saddest thing I've ever been through.
"What will we name them?" He asks, a small trail of blood escapes his mouth.
"What do you think? I can't make up our future by myself." I laugh and he tries to smile.
"We.. We should have a boy and a girl.." He gasps, quietly.
"I've always wanted a boy named, Jackson." He says, with a small smile.
"That's a great name, what about the girl?" I wipe my eyes.
"I don't.. I don't.." His voice starts to trail off.
"No, no, no! Stay awake! You have to fight it." I shake him lightly.
"Let's talk about where we'll live.." I rub his arm a few times.
He doesn't answer.
"C'mon, Jack! Where should we live? City? Suburbs? Country? You pick." I shake him again.
"S-Suburbs.." He opens his eyes again.
"Great choice, that's what I was hoping you'd pick." I say, he tries to smile again.
"Will we get married?" He asks.
"Of course! I wouldn't have it any other way."
"Good." He says, quietly.
