Chapter 6

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When we finished shopping our arms were full of bags and neither of us could open the doors to my car. We had a total of 15 new shirts, 6 jeans, 3 shorts, 4 pairs of shoes, and just to throw it in 2 bottles of Jacobs favorite Cologne.

"Thank you so much for everything Crimson." I smile.

"oh no problem. Um. Jacob."

"Whats up?"

"Yes."

Jacob hesitated. "What?"

"Yes I'll be your girlfriend."

"WHAT?! REALLY!? Oh my god! Oh let me catch my cool here."

"oh Jacob calm down!"

We both laughed and drove off. "Come on let's get my closet set up."

"Okay."

I drove to Jacobs house, and for the first time I walked into his house. His parents where the protective ones, but now that I bought him a closet they allowed me in to fix up his room.

What I didn't know. Is what was ahead of me.
I walked into Jacobs room
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"Jacob." I took a deep breath.

"What's up"

"What is this?" I held up blades. There must have been 12 to 15. Some covered in blood. I saw a hand gun to the left of his computer.

"Jacob are you okay?"

I took a deep breath and my eyes began to get full of tears I didn't speak. Didn't whimper. Just tears.

"Crimson..."

I began to whisper barely audiable. "do you want to... Kill youself?"

"Crimson..."

"WHAT JACOB!?"

"I think you'll say no."

"ABOUT WHAT?"

"Help me with my closet first"

"BABE THIS IS NOT COOL!"

"You just called me babe."

"YES! oh Yes I did."

"Help me with this closet then we will talk."

"Okay Deal."
I gave Jacob a kiss on the cheek and we we got to work.

I started to put the clothes up on the hangers and my mind trails off to nowhereland. Has Jacob wanted to kill himself? How long has he been suicidal? The pain when I was that way was endless. I droped to my knees and this was it.

"CRIM-"

Every word had become a fade here I was again. 1,2,3... I can't. Jacob. He. He. He had tried to kill himself. How many times my mind would never know. 20,21,22... how many scars did he have!? I figured his arms must be full. thats if I assumed from his blade collection. 40,41,42... My heart was racing. I couldn't think. I start to hear Jacob again.

"No No No not this. Not this again. Baby you are my life come on."

60,61,62...

Jacob puts our foreheads together.

"come on not now."

Jacob leans in and kisses me and draws my breath to life.

"W-W-Why try and kill yourself Jacob?"

"Crimson, Because I thought you were going to die."

"Baby, never with you by my side."

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