Love You More :) (Jahvie) *Sequel*

Chapter 18

A/N Yeah this took longer than I wanted it to, and I'm sorry. I can't even use the excuse that I have a life outside of writing cause honestly I don't have a life :p

I'm not proud of this chapter at all. I feel horrible about having it published. But I want to thank all of you who tried to help me write this. I just decided to make it simple instead. So it is not going to be that good or detailed in a certain scene. It's suppose to be gory and awesome. But its lame in my opinion. I tried my very best. Just read on I guess. Sorry.

Chapter is not edited whatsoever, I just wanted to get something out there because I've been gone for so long. I apologize a million times!

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Jayy's POV

I sat by his bed for hours. I didn't want to leave his side. Those hours turned into days. And now it has been a full week that passed by and Dahvie still has not woken up. The doctors had already confirmed it for me after Day Two of waiting. Dahvie is in a coma. I refuse to leave his side until he wakes up. I don't know when he will wake up. The doctors don't know if he will. Only time will tell. But Dahvie is a fighter. He can be strong. He can survive this.

'That's not what the scars on his wrist says.' that little voice in the back of my head commented. I frowned and absentmindedly ran my fingers over the healed scars. Why? That was my only question. Why would he harm himself? I never even noticed him acting depressed. How long has this been going on? And I had never even noticed it. I felt horrible.

"Dahvie... what made you want to hurt yourself?" I whispered. I keep talking to him everyday, hoping that he would hear me. Maybe if he heard me talking, he would wake up.

Hey, it was worth a try.

"You should never have hurt yourself Dahvs.." I continued in my quiet voice, "How did I not know?" I felt guilty. He was my best friend, my boyfriend at one point, and I couldn't even see that he was in pain. Sure, he seemed down, but I brushed it off as us breaking up. I thought he was fine. He didn't seem broken. But he was broken, and damaged. I could have helped him. Maybe if I hadn't ignored him, maybe if we had talked more, maybe if we had fixed our problems I would have realized it. Or maybe he never would have felt that way. Could it be that it was my fault he was self harming? That thought broke my heart, and a strangled sob came from my throat.

"Dahvie.." I said through my stifled cries, "This is all my fault.." I trailed off and brought his arm up. I placed a lingering kiss at his wrist, feeling tears pool even more in my eyes. I clenched my eyes shut and gently dropped Dahvie's arm.

"Jayy?" a voice came from the doorway. What now? A doctor here to tell me more devastating news? Or maybe a nurse telling me I couldn't spend another night by Dahvie's side? Someone here to kick me out?

It turned out to not be any of those. It was Haley, Alexa, Lindsay and Linz standing in the doorway.

"Jayy, you can't blame yourself for any of this." Haley said, stepping closer. It scared me how she could always know what I was feeling or thinking. We were just that close.

"Why not? It's my fault. I'm the reason he's in this bed. I'm the reason he might not wake up. It's all my fault." my shoulders slumped down in defeat as the words were forced past my lips.

"Jayy, none of this happened because of you." Haley said while putting a hand on my shoulder. Alexa walked over beside me and stood on the other side of the chair. She gave me a small warm smile to comfort me.

"That Taylor chick is the one who caused this Jayy. I didn't even know who she was, but even I can tell she's crazy." my sister told me, "If you want to blame someone, blame her."