Love You More :) (Jahvie) *Sequel*

Chapter 17

A/N Sorry about that ending and my short disappearance >.<

To make it up to you, a lot of stuff happens in this chapter. (not edited very well)

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"Jayy! Jayy! What happened?" a scared voice came from the bus. I turned my head to see everyone running over to see what was going on. They crowded around and gasped as they took in Dahvie's unconscious body just lying on the pavement. Someone's hand gently touched my shoulder, but I jumped anyway.

"Jayy, what happened? Did he get hit?" someone behind me asked. I didn't bother to see who it was. It sounded like Drew.

"He- he pushed m-me out of the way and got hit himself." I choked out, wiping my tears away. Everyone started to freak out. Yelling and worrying and a lot of crying went on. Mostly from the girls and myself. I ignored everyone's frantic or comforting words, and instead turned my attention to the car that was still a foot away from Dahvie's body.

The car door had opened, and two legs popped out. Then she stood there, eyes wide as she looked at what she had done. Anger surged through my body and I got to my feet, stalking over to her.

"What the hell Taylor!? You fucking psycho!" I yelled at her. Taylor was horrified. She couldn't stop looking over at Dahvie's body.

"Do you see what you've done!?" I bellowed at her, clenching my fists at my side. I was afraid if I didn't try to contain myself, I would strangle her.

"What the hell were you thinking?! You could have killed him!" my words were like ice, and she flinched back.

"I- I didn't mean to hurt him." she whispered, still staring at his figure. Then she turned her gaze to me. I was surprised to see a glare. She had no right to be angry! I was the only one allowed to be angry right now!

"This is all your fault Jayy!" she accused, pointing at me, "This happened because of you!"

"What the hell are you talking about? It wasn't me who fucking ran a car into him!" I countered, trying my hardest not to bash her skull in right here and now. Everyone was starting to stare at us, focusing on our conversation. Taylor ignored my words.

"It's your fault. I wasn't suppose to hit Dahvie you fucker," she scoffed, "I was trying to hit you, stupid faggot!"

I turned away from her, ignoring her insults. I had more important things to focus on. Like Dahvie. And anyway, i saw my sister, Alexa, and her two friends, The Lindsay's, start to stalk over to the stupid bitch. Sirens could be heard from a block away, and I looked anxiously for the ambulance that should be arriving. As soon as they stopped, medical professionals rushed out to get Dahvie up and into the back of the vehicle. I wasn't leaving his side, even when they tried to push me away.

"Please, let me come with him." I pleaded, and they eventually nodded, letting me sit next to Dahvie in the back. The medical professional sat in the back with me, beginning to check Dahvie's vitals. I just clutched his hand in mine, staying silent. His chest was rising and falling, telling me he was still breathing. Still alive. I just wanted him to stay that way.

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Haley's POV

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Taylor?! She hit Dahvie with a fucking car!? She must be crazier than I had first thought. That bitch needs to pay!

"I can't believe that fag thinks this is my fault." Taylor muttered to herself. My mouth dropped open in shock at her words.

"Not your fault!?" I yelled, walking closer to her, along with Alexa and the Lindsay's.