(Joey’s pov)
Joey: Hi guys. Shane is outside talking to someone and I’m finishing up packing. We’re moving in tomorrow but we're dropping off all of our stuff tonight. It’s a very nice neighborhood, but it’s mostly filled with older people. I think we’re going to like it.
I heard Shane come in and I ran down stairs to see him. I noticed he was crying and I quickly stopped recording.
Joey: What’s wrong, Shane?
Shane: Nothing, I’m fine.
Joey: You can’t say that. If you were fine, you wouldn’t be crying.
Shane: Don’t worry about it.
Joey: Shane, sit down and talk to me. You won’t feel better unless you talk about things. You can’t keep everything bottled up all the time.
Shane: Joey, stop. You’re going to get hurt.
Joey: No I won’t Shane, talk to me.
Shane: Fine! But you’re not going to like it.
Joey: Tell me.
Shane: Joey, I love you. But I was with Lisa for a year. I can’t help but still love her. And I can’t take all this arguing with myself. Day after day, I’m breaking down. I’ve finally cracked. I’m done with everything. I’ll be back later.
He grabbed his keys and went out the door. Slamming it shut, I jumped. I couldn’t see him like this. But I had to let him have time alone.
(Shane’s pov)
I walked to my car and immediately started crying my eyes out. Why did this have to happen? Lisa and Joey didn’t deserve this. The only one who did was me. I fuck everything up. “Why was I even born? I mess everything up.” I started the car and drove toward the main road. I didn’t know where I was going, but I had to go somewhere.
(Joey’s pov)
Where is Shane? It’s been 3 hours since he left. I didn’t expect him to be gone this long.
Where r u?
I waited, and got no reply. I had a feeling something wasn’t right. I grabbed my keys and went out to look for him. ‘Maybe I should start by the shops’ I thought to myself.
I went to where most of the people in the city go to and looked for him there. I couldn’t find him so I got back in my car.
(Shane’s pov)
Joey: Where r u?
I didn’t reply. I know I should’ve, but I couldn’t.
I was sitting by my car on the train tracks. I don’t know if I was waiting for one to come, or just thinking. All I knew was I wanted everything to be okay again. Maybe that would happen if I left.
(Joey’s pov)
I remembered Shane telling me where he went when he needed time alone. I drove to the hidden trail, away from town, and started looking for him.
I saw his car and walked toward it.
(Shane’s pov)
Is that a train coming? Finally. Everything will be okay. It was getting closer and I stood up.
(Joey’s pov)
What is he doing? Why won’t he move?
Joey: Shane?
He didn’t hear me and the train was getting closer. I started running to get him out of the way.
He walked toward the train and I was panicking. I ran as fast as I could to save him.
(Shane’s pov)
The train was about the length as two buses away from me. I wasn't afraid anymore. I made up my mind.
I felt a collision, but it wasn’t the train. It was from a different direction. The train passed and I missed my chance. I saw who pushed me out of the way. Joey.
Shane: Why did you do that? Didn’t you see what I wanted?
Joey: Shane, you were going to kill yourself!
Shane: I want to die. That’s what’s wrong Joey, I want to.
(Joey’s pov)
He wants to die.
Joey: But why?
Shane: I hate living.
He began crying again and I just held him in my arms.
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AN: I got sad writing this tbh.