I fall onto the bed and try to control my breathing. Yes, I am still mad. Why can't jack be appreciative, I basically told everyone in the senior class that I'm gay, he didn't even jump into my arms.
I may sound overly confident but its what I expected. He always ran into my arms.
Always
Just not this time. But then my mind drifts off to just jack and not my school, or anything like that. What is he feeling? What if hes cutting? Oh god, what if he's cutting?
I debate with myself in weather I should go over there or let him come to me. Now that I think about it, I sound like a dick. But I don't want to be the one to go crawling back to him like I always do.
But what if he's cutting?
He wouldn't. He promised, he promised he would come to me if he wanted to cut. But then again, I'm not the type of person you would run to..
The door bell rings and I jump up and run downstairs. Maybe it's him...
I swing the front door open and what do ya know, its jack. I squint my eyes and let my eyes wonder over his body, when I look at his hands I see blood dripping down his arm and my eyes go wide and they travel back to his face.
Only then do I realize that he has tears falling down his cheeks. His eyes roll to the back of his head and his breathing slows down. His legs give out and his eyes flutter shut.
I catch him just in time so he wouldn't fall and grab my car keys on the counter and stick them in my pocket before picking my baby boy up bridal style and placing him gently in the back seat, getting to the drivers seat, and speeding to the hospital.
Oh god, he's lost a lot of blood.
****At Hospital****
"Do you know any of his relatives we can call?" The doctor asks and I shake my head
"His parents are never home, they're always out of town with his sister, he hardly talks to them, he doesn't want their number in his phone, I'm the only person he has right now" I tell the doctor and beg him to let me see jack.
"He's lost a lot of blood, he has cut really deep" the doctor sighs and I bury my head in my hands.
If only I wasn't being a dick and debating with myself. If only I chased after him...
I'm a dumbass..
A/N- Well. I'm gonna fight a girl tomorrow. But that's non of my business. And yeah. Here's your update.
Love you. Xx
~iamalyssa47
Quote- You keep on telling me I'm wasting time. But to call it wasting time oh that's a crime.
~Shawn Mendes
