The incident

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Jonah's pov:

"THEN JUST FUCKING LEAVE!" Adam yelled. I flinched. W..what? I started breathing a little bit more unsteady. "LEAVE!" Adam was yelling loud. It's my fault. I shut the walkie talkie off and bolted to the car. I screwed up real bad this time. Shit Jonah. Don't cry. Hold back your tears you fucking coward. I couldn't think. My mind was a blur of words. All I wanted was to drive off. 

[time skip to 4:34 am]

I wiped my tears on my sleeve. "Fuck...don't cry." I muttered. Adam used to be nice, what has gotten into him? "YOU LEFT HIM BEHIND." I'm hallucinating again. "YOU LEFT HIM BEHIND YOU COWARD." My grip on the steering wheel tightened. "OPEN YOUR EYES." "SHUT UP! JUST..SHUT UP!" I trembled uncontrollably and started sobbing. I didn't mean to just desert him like that, I swear. And that's all I remember, before I died. I know. Pathetic.


ok end I gotta get ready for school. 

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