~Rayne~
i stood there staring at where onyx just vanished. 'y couldnt she have said her final words to me?!'. Jackson looked at me thru the pouring rain and said "what do we do now?". i ignored his question and asked my own "wat did she say to u?" all my anger had dissipated, sadness only replaced it. i hadent stopped crying since i realized where i was, i didnt even kno how i had gotten here. i didnt kno wat to do, so i just hugged jack, to keep from crumbling. i stayed like that for a few minutes, than let go and started to run towards home, but being the klutz i am i slipped, i didnt move to get up, jack started to help me up and than the realization hit me. 'shes gone' the pain of losing my best friend hit me and i screamed out. poor jack thot he'd hurt me and almost dropped me. 'he probably wont be hearing out of that ear for awhile'. he realized that i woodnt b able to stand, much less walk home, and started carrying me bakk. i felt dead, jacks question still echoed in my head, 'wat were we gonna do, move on? tht didnt seem possible, who cood understand? jackson wood, he was onyx's best friend too.' i felt so alone in jacksons arms, he was the only one tht cood sympathize. 'he probably feels even worse than me, onyx died because of him.' i looked up at him and saw he was silently crying, here i was feeling so sorry for myself, when he lost the one he loved and he was the cause. 'im such a horrible person!' i saw the note and grabbed it, jack didnt stop me. i opened it and read it, it was so sad but beautiful. slowly we approached my house, even tho this whole time i hadnet said a word to jackson,i didnt want him to leave, we could suffer together in silence. than i had a realization, and it was probably good that onyx was d.... gone. i looked up at jackson and just above a whisper said "thank you, i love you jackson" he set me down and said in a distracted voice "yeah, you too, Rayne" and took off in the other direction. 'he doesnt get it! i really love him.' and than the tears returned 'im betraying my best friend, dead or not' than the pain i had doubled, tripled, quadrupled, i coodnt stand it i ran into the house. i searched thru the medicine cabinet and grabbed a sleep medicine, tore off the cap and downed all the pills. i grasped a sharpie that was laying on the counter, slid down to the floor and wrote on my arm "sometimes 'rayne' falls" >the sharpie fell to the floor and rayne's eyes lost their brightness
~Jackson~
i burst thru the door of my house the tears falling freely, the house was empty and i headed to where the gun was hidden. i pulled the paper out of my pocket and grabbed a pen and wrote "I'd rather be hated for who i am then loved for who I'm not" i grabbed the gun, already loaded, put it in my mouth, closed my eyes, and pulled the trigger.
