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::::Jack J's POV::::
I was enjoying my pizza when Jack walked in. Everyone went silent and just stared at him. He walked over and stood near us. Matt finally broke the awkward silence.
"H-hey Jack. W-what are you doing here?" He stuttered.
"I was just about to ask the same question." Jack snapped. We just sat there looking around like he didn't ask the question. I looked over and saw Shawn's arm tightly wrapped around Sav's waist. She looked down and shrugged.

"Jack we were just wanted a break from everything and went for a swim. Anyway you couldn't go you're still recovering from yesterday." I told him and stood up.
"You've been gone for at least seven hours, I'm pretty sure I'm fine. So you could've gotten me. But whatever." He rolled his eyes and walked away.
"Oh also Savannah can I see you for a second?" He asked then walked into the hallway.

She contemplated for a second then got up and away. I grabbed her arm.
"Hey if anything goes wrong just tell me and I'll get him." I whispered to her.
"Ok." She mumbled. I went and sat next to Shawn.

~~~~Savannah's POV~~~~
I'm literally shaking right now. Last time I talked to Jack, I ended up almost getting.. well you know. I looked at Shawn.
"It's ok. Just kept your distance." He instructed then kissed my forehead. I nodded and got up. While I was walking to the door, JJ caught my arm.

"Hey if anything goes wrong just tell me and I'll
get him." He whispered in my ear.
"Ok." I mumbled and walked out into the hallway to be face to face with Jack. He smoked a little but I just took two steps back to make space between us.
"What do you need?" I asked sternly looking him in the eye.
"I honestly just wanna say sorry for everything that I've done to you and the group. Obviously no one likes me right now but I understand why. I need to control my temper and my smoking habits." He told me sincerely.
"Yeah you do and you need to control all of that now." I looked down at my arm and rubbed the spot that I he grabbed yesterday.

He noticed and tears brimmed his eyes.
"D-did I do t-that." He whispered. I nodded my head. He shook his head and backed away pulling his hair. He started mumbling things and hit a wall then slid down. I just stood there looking at him. Half of me feels really bad, but the other half is saying that he deserves this.

The caring side of me took over and I walked over and slid next to him.
"Jack calm down. It's not your fault you were just high and wasn't thinking. Please don't beat yourself over this." I pleaded quietly.
"N-no I d-did that to y-you. I'm a f-freaking monster Savannah!" He was full on crying now. I was kind of afraid of what was going on in his mind because he got up still pulling and tugging at his hair.

"Jack stop. Take deep breaths listen to me. It's just a tiny bruise that's it. See look I'm fine! All good it didn't hurt. But you may hurt yourself when you say this stuff." I grabbed his arm and hugged him now with tears in my eyes. He shield me off and started running towards the elevator. Right before it closed, he whispered
"I'm sorry Savannah." then the doors closed.

I took off running back into the pool room. Everyone looked at me worried. Shawn rushed up to me.
"Babe what's wrong? Did he hurt you?" He asked franticly.
"No. He kept calling himself a monster and says that we don't like him. He's putting all of this guilt in himself and it's dangerous because he could always do something hurtful to himself." I told them. Jack came up to me.

"Is that all he said?" He questioned. I nodded my head no.
"He ran into the elevator and before it closed he said I'm sorry." My head fell into Shawn's chest as I began to sob.
"The other day I caught him drawing lines in his arm and neck with his finger. Also he was staring at the .... knives holy crap! Jack!" JJ yelled then bolted out of the room. Taylor, Cam, Nash and Shawn followed him. I walked over to everyone else and Matt out his arm around me as I cried into his shoulder.

////Cameron's POV////
Taylor, Shawn, Nash and I followed Jack up to there room. What Savannah told us was sad, but when Jack was talking about the knives, I literally almost fell back. Jack has been being a huge pain in the ass this week, but he's still a good friend and I can't let him go like that.

We busted into the room and started searching. He wouldn't be in anyone else's bedroom so Jack checked his but no sight. Me and Shawn checked the kitchen. The cabinet was open and I could see the knives in there. Why are there knives in the cabinet? I don't know.
"Guys he's in here!" Nash shouted. We ran into his bedroom to find the bathroom door locked. I banged on it but no answer.

"Jack open the freaking door!" I yelled. Still no answer. Taylor kicked the door nob while Shawn out his body against it. After the fifth kick, the door flung open. Nash rushed in but suddenly stopped. I looked over his shoulder and my eyes squeezed shut. Hoping this was just a nightmare, I open my eyes again but nothing changed.

::::Jack J's POV::::
When the door opened finally, Nash rushed in and stopped. This was totally not good. I slowly crept in to see my best friend lying on the floor in a small puddle of his blood. The slits were from the middle of his arm down to the vein of the wrist. He must've cut one. But what made me shout was, there was the puncture in his stomach.

I dropped to my knees and out his head on my legs. One hand was supporting the neck wound, the other was covering some of the cuts on his arm.
"CALL THE AMBULANCE!! HURRY UP!!" I screamed. Taylor ran out and called them. Nash stood there with Cameron behind him with wide eyes and tears. Shawn came over and knelt down.

My tears couldn't hold anymore and they just spilled out like a freaking waterfall. I looked up at Shawn's tears making its way down his cheeks. He put a hand over the gash closing his eyes.

Nash and Cam are gone so they either with Taylor or went downstairs with everyone else. I was wrong though because they brought in the paramedics. I was told to move away but it was hard to when my best friend was being taken with blood dripping out of him.
"Are you his friend?" One of the guys asked snapping me out of my miserable gaze. I nodded.

"You're aloud to ride in the ambulance." He told me then walked away. I followed behind him with the blood still on my hands. Everyone watched me while I walked out he building still sobbing into the car. On the ride to the hospital, all I could think about was why he did this. It just kept racing through my mind.

Why Jack why?

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Hey y'all! I literally updated this while watching fireworks in the car with my family and they're all yelling at me to get off of my phone.

So making this short hope you enjoyed this chap. Do you think Jack is gonna survive? I don't rly either but I'll put it up tomorrow since I have nothing to do.

Love you green beans✌🏾️
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