Jake's POV
Oh god oh god oh god oh god. I was pacing everywhere, back and forth and back and forth. I hear a knock on the door. Oh God she is here, what do I do? I guess I answer right? I walk over to the door and open it "Hazey, you're here" I smile widely. She looks back at me with pure hatred. I mean all I did was yell at her for puting her life in jeopardy. I mean when I say pure hatred I mean it; It's like those eyes that those evil people shoot you when they are about to kill you. I quickly loose my smile and let her in. Damn she looks sad. She begins to tell me things I don't want to hear. "Are you saying you don't love me anymore?" I asked her in complete seriousness
"I think so" I took a sharp intake of breath. My Hazey. She doesn't love me anymore. I walk into my kitchen and find my gun, it's locked in the cabinet. I walk back out to Hazel. "If I can't live with you what's the point of living at all" I face the gun towards my head. "Goodbye Hazey," I pullled the trigger. Bang.
Hazel's POV
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO" I sobbed "JAAAAAAAAAAAKKKKKKKKEEEE" The blood spattered onto the wall. He fell to the ground, I ran to his limp body. His blood ran onto my hands and I held him in my arms. "No no no no no no no no no no no" I sobbed onto him "Wake up jake" I was screaming now " WAKE UP!" I collapsed next to him. I sobbed and realized he has a chance. I ran to the phone and dialed 911 "Um yes.. I have an emergency. He... he's on the ground in a pool of blood. Please, please come save him....." I was bawling into the phone "YOU CAN'T LET HIM DIE!" I screamed into the phone " His adress is 45 Northambleton Rd." I cried more, I walked over to his body and held him in my shaking arms. "Come on, Jake. You have to get up. I know you can get up." I layed down to his white body and held him. I heard the sirens in the distance and they busted the door open.
"Excuse me Ma'am Please get out of the way" I moved to the side and let them put him onto the gurney and wheeled him off to the ambulance. "God Jake WHY????" I fell onto the ground and sobbed a man from the ambulance asked me if I was okay but I couldn't here him over the voice in the back of my head telling me it was my fault. Wow Hazel, way to go. You made the love of your life kill himself. Remember how his blood went all over you as he looked at you and you saw complete sorrow in his eyes. He looked at you with all hope and happiness and love gone. Remember how they looked like a black hole. They shimmered no more. Remember Hazel REMEMBER. SHUTUP!!!! It wasn't me, he wouldn't want me to think that. I walk to the ambulance following Jake's and wait out the bumpy ride. I shook the entire time with the vision of his blood splattering the wall. I began to puke the man in the ambulance handed me a bag and I smiled weakly before hurling into the bag again. We arrive at the hospital and I literally bust the doors open and sprint into the emergency room. The doctors rush up to me and ask me if I'm okay I nod and go to the waiting room. I see Jake being shocked with the paddles just as I leave. Oh go godgodgodgodgodgodgodgod! It's all my falut he may die and it's my fault. I sit on the chair and pass out. I wake up to a shit ton of doctors surronding me "SHUT THE FUCK UP!!" I yell at them, they all back up as if someone had told them they were ugly. "WHAT HAVE YOU NEVER HEARD THAT WORD BEFORE?" I look around "Where is Jake!?" They look at me "No. No.No. Absolutely not. One Doctor pipes in
"He is still in surgery but the doctor says that it is going well and that nothing major was hurt badly... except his cerebrum.... That's the part of his brain that... controls his memory...." I stare at the doctor with wide eyes. Oh No. Jake may have lost his memory because of me?
