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I changed the video they did a bit, so if it seems off, I'm sorry.
Johnnie's pov
Tara starts to do my eye liner. "Johnnie. " I hum in response. "I need you to look at me." I look up at her name she looks me in my eyes. I see her smirk slightly. She kisses me. I push her off. "What the fuck, Tara?" I yell. She smirks. "Johnnie, you're such a great kisser!" "What?!" She continues doing my makeup. We finish the video, and I go home. I get home and call for Jake. He yells he's in the room. (Should I tell him Tara kissed me? What if he thinks it's my fault? It's not like she's going to put it in the video, right? He'll be fine without knowing.) I walk into the room and see him on our bed. "Hey, love." I say and kiss him. He kisses back. "Hey, are you okay? You seem out of it. Did something happen?" I shake my head and smile. "Nope, just tired." I yawn. Jake opens the blanket, and I lay on him. "Good night, my emo boy." He says. I kiss his chest in response. I fall asleep.
Jake's pov
Johnnie falls asleep, and I get a message from Tara. I open it and see a video of Tara and Johnnie kissing. "What the fuck?" I question. Luckily, it didn't wake up Johnnie. I get another text from Tara saying, 'I tried to push him off he just wanted it so bad." I lock my phone and try not to cry. The next morning, I wake up to find no Johnnie. I walk to the bathroom to find Johnnie crying.
3rd person
Jake finds the older boy in the bathroom crying. "Johnnie?" Johnnie looks up. "Jake, I didn't, I promise." The younger boy looks at the older one. "I saw it on video. Unprove that." "She kissed me, Jake!" The punk boy shakes his head. "She would never." Both of the boys are now crying. "And you think I would!?" "I've known her longer." "Well if you believe her, maybe I should leave, and you two could get back together." The emo boy stands up and yells. "Johnnie." "No, Jake. I told you the truth." Johnnie walks out of the bathroom, pushing jakenputbof his way. "Johnnie! We can talk about this." "Why would I want to talk to the person who obviously doesn't believe me!" Jake stops for a second. Johnnie looks up. "That's what I thought." The shorter bit walks to his room.
Johnnie's pov.
I get to my room and lock the door. I put my back against it, and I slide down it, crying. About 15 minutes later, Jake knocks on my door. I ignore him. "Johnnie, can we talk?" I ignore him again. He slides down the other side of the door. "Look, I'm so sorry I didn't believe you. But you can't be mad at me for believing her." I roll my eyes. "Fuck you Jake." I get up and walk to my bathroom. I mentally thank myself for not throwing away my razors. I break open my last unused razor. "It's my fault." I sob. Jake starts banging on the door. "JOHNNIE OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR!!" He yells. I ignore him.
Jake's pov
"JOHNNIE OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR!!" I yell starting to cry. He fucking ignores me. I start banging on the door harder. "JOHNNIE!" I am now sobbing. I hear something fall. "Johnnie?!" No response. I get my phone out and call 911. "911, what's your emergency?" "M-my boyfriend is in the bathroom, and we just had a fight. I think he fainted." "Okay sir is there any reason he would have fanted?" "His razors when we have fights he thinks it's his fault I can usually talk him out of it but this time he cut to deep." "Okay sir help is on the way. Please stay on the line." I hear sirens in the distance. I continue to jiggle the door handle. It finally opens. I rush in. "Ma'am?' I ask to see if she's still there. "I'm still here." "Okay I got into his room. The front door is open his room is at the top of the stairs. Please hurry his bleeding is getting worse." "Help is almost there." I hear the door slam open, and people running upstairs. I get pushed out of the way by a paramedic. "Is he going to be okay?" I ask. "Please leave the area, sir." The guy asks and I leave Johnnie's room. "Sir?" A police officer asks. "Yes?" "We would like to take you into questioning." "What? Why?" "We can't tell you that." "Do you think I fought with him on purpose?" I ask. "Sir." I look over as Johnnie gets rushed out on a stretcher. I run after them. "Can I go to the hospital with him?" I ask a paramedic. She nods. "Only because you're the only person who can help us right now." I nod and get in with him. We get to the hospital. I go to the front. "Hello sir, what can I help you with?" "Hi my boyfriend was just rushed in here." "Name?" "Johnnie Guilbert." I say and take out my ID. "Room 220." I thank the lady and run to the room. I see a nurse walk out of his room. "Excuse me, ma'am?" I say, and she looks at me. "The person in the room you were just in will he be okay?" "You must be Jake." I nod. "He will be fine. we have to keep him here. The doctor will tell you more. Please go in." I thank her and go into the room. "Mr. Webber." I look at Johnnie to see if he's awake. "How do you?" "My daughter likes your videos." I nod. "Will he be okay?" "We put him. I'm a coma to help him recover he will be fine he will wake up in a day or two, and we'll keep him here for a week after that." The doctor smiles. "Can I...Can I stay with him?" "You may." I thank the doctor and sit next to Johnnie. I call Colby. "Jake?" "Colby." I cry. "Jake, what's wrong? What happened?" "Johnnie's I'm the hospital, and it's all my fault." "I'm sure that's not true." "It is." "Jake I'll tell you what, I will go get you clothes from your house, bring them to the hospital for you to change and we can talk, okay?" "Okay." I sniffle. "I'll be there in 30, I promise." "Okay." He hangs up.
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Hiii finished with a new chapter. Sorry, it's sad. Also, no hate to Tara. I love her she just seemed like the best villain for this story. Have a great day/night ❤️
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