𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐊 / scott reed ✓

𝟔𝟔. see you later

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ 𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐊
66 / SEE YOU LATER
↳ season four, episode ten: graduation
act two / monty was framed

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐄𝐖𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 Justin was being taken off of the ventilator came quickly, and even though Nessa knew that it was inevitably coming, the fact that the time was here broke her heart into a million tiny pieces.

The waiting room that she had spent so much time in over the last week became full of students, teachers, and friends from Liberty High School, all banding together to give Justin the proper goodbyes that he so richly deserved after everything he had been through in his life.

Nessa sat in the hard, wooden chair, surrounded by her friends and family as she waited. Waited for someone to come up to her and tell her that it was time. She held a hot cup of coffee between her hands as she rattled her brain, thinking about all of the things that she wanted to tell Justin, all of the memories that she wanted to share, and all of the ways that she wanted to make sure that she left nothing unsaid between the two friends.

"Nessa." Clay whispered from beside her, bringing her out of her daze as she looked up at him with swollen eyes. "He's asking for you."

"Okay." she replied softly, giving Scott and Jessica's hands a squeeze as she stood up, forcing herself to put one foot in front of the other as she made the walk to Justin's hospital room, alone. For the final time.

He laid in the bed, weakly, his chest slowly rising and falling with his labored breathing. Nessa saw him before he saw her. Her feet moved faster than her body at this point, leading her through the doorway as she stood, watching her best friend with tears in her eyes. He rolled over, locking eyes with her as he tried to put a smile on his face.

"Hi." Nessa spoke up as she leaned on the door frame, scared to take a step further. She knew that each step that she took, brought her closer to her final moment with Justin.

"Hey." Justin replied in a weak tone, every word difficult to say. Immediately, Nessa's light tears turned into intense sobs as she pressed her hands over her mouth, her face tightening as her knees weakened, falling out from under her as she sunk into her body, hitting the cold, linoleum floor.

"Nessa..." Justin croaked with a sad look in his eyes. "Please...don't cry."

She chuckled, the short spouts of laughter breaking up her intense sobs as she used what little strength she had to push herself up off the ground, and back to a standing position.

"I hate to break it to you, but I'm a crier." Nessa told him with a smile as she walked closer to him, allowing her feet to carry her to his bedside, grabbing a chair and pulling it as close as she could to the plastic frame of the bed.

Having the seat was nice, even though the plastic chair was the most uncomfortable thing she had ever sat on. It didn't matter, though. Nothing mattered anymore.

"I know..." Justin mumbled as his eyes followed Nessa as she took her seat. He grabbed her hand, weakly and loosely wrapping his fingers around her small hand. "I don't...even know why I said that."