TW- Swearing, blood, stab wound
"Haz?"
My head was spinning as I looked at yet another person I trusted who had stabbed me in the back; well, the side. He twisted the shard deeper into me, making me scream out in pain.
"W-wh-y?" I stammered out, the confidence in my voice scarce.
"You don't deserve him," Harrison spat. I squinted my eyes in confusion. "I do! I've been by his side his whole life and he never batted an eye, but he was with you for a few months and suddenly he was infatuated with you!!" Harrison let go of the glass and began pacing back and forth.
I had tried to get the shard out, but every time I moved, my side would ache in pain. I covered it with my hand, to try and stop myself from bleeding out, but every time my hand touched it, it would burn
"I mean honestly, what does he see in you?" Harrison stopped ranting, facing me with his hands on his hips.
"Well," I groaned. "Maybe I don't try to kill his significant other!?" I yelled, which was probably a bad idea because my lungs began to fail, making my breath short out.
"Yes, but you do kill! Plus, you're not dead."
Yet.
His phone began to ring.
"If you tell Tom, I'll kill him. Then we both can suffer." He hit the shard deeper into my abdomen, making me scream in pain.
As he walked away, I could hear him on the phone with someone. I grunted and tried to move and reach my phone. With every move, my body ached more. It felt like someone had cut open my hip and stuck a cactus inside it. I tried for a while to reach my phone, or even just a table, but to no avail. After about 7 minutes, I admitted defeat and lay there, ready to die. My wound bled out more as my lung failed to supply me with air.
This is the end. Is it wrong to say that I want a croissant right now?
Yes. Very much so.
Y'know what? I don't want to hear it from you! We wouldn't be in this situation if it weren't for you!
What the hell did I do? You're the one who kept on thirsting over Tom, which, might I remind you, made Haz jealous enough to STAB US!!!
Shut up. Both of you.
I heard footsteps coming toward me, and I could see Theo hovering over me.
"Jade?! What the fuck happened?!" His eyes widened in shock as his hands hovered over my stab wound. He pulled it out and blood splattered onto the ground as I cried out in agony.
"Ha-az..he.."
"Shh. Don't speak.." I tried to gesture toward the device that was lying on the ground. 'Phone' I mouthed, as that didn't take up much air. He walked over to it, picking it up. He used my finger to unlock it and went to contacts. "Who do you want me to call?" I mouthed out 'Tom.' He pressed on Tom's contact, rightfully named 'Tommy Bear <3'.
"Hello?"
"I d-did it. I s-stopped-d myself."
My voice was shaky and scattered.
"I did i-it. B-but, it h-hurts. Haz-"
Before I could finish my sentence, Theo hung up the call.
'What are you doing?' I mouthed out, my eyebrows scrunching in confusion.
"You can't tell him it was Haz. If I know anything about him, it's that if you snitch, he'll kill you and put you in a ditch."
Flashbacks of Haz saying that played in my mind. He was really one of my best friends, someone I thought I could confide in. Clearly, I was wrong.
"Look, if Tom sees me here, he's gonna kill me. I gotta go, but I'll visit you in the hospital." He slowly walked away, and I thought about whether or not I really wanted him to visit me. He tried to ruin my life again, and sure, I did try to kill him, but he brought the two people who ruined my life most to my home.
I heard footsteps growing, and I turned my head to look toward the door. They were coming at a rapid speed, hurrying into the bank.
"Jade?! JADE!!" Tom's voice reached my ears and a tear left my eyes.
He's here. He came.
"Tom?" My voice was weak and shaky as he came over to me.
"JADE!!!" I removed my hand from my side, letting him see the giant stab wound. He wrapped his arms around me as blood gushed to the ground. I began to laugh, making Tom look at me like I was crazy.
"Funny how things turn out, huh?" My laughter slowly began to cease, as I let my consciousness go, knowing I would be safe in his embrace.
Hearing Tom's cries for me to stay awake, I let the darkness consume me.
A/N- Ok I know this is short and I've been out for a while but I have a shit ton of assignments and I have the next few chapters planned out but I rarely find the time to finish them lol. BUT I WILL UPLOAD THEM AT SOME POINT I SWEAR
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