Chapter 9: Final goodbyes

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I bent down slowly and put my head on his chest and tried to feel for a heart beat...... there was no heart beat. I slowly felt the tears roll down my cheek and start to fall down like a river. "WHY! Why did you let me do this god oh please let him stay alive! I can't live without him!" I screamed before I laid back on Jess while I slowly stop crying.

I suddenly feel his chest moving. I jerked my head up and I watched him as he sat up and started to cough. "Your alive!" I screamed and then knocked him to the ground and hugged him. I kissed him but quickly backed up,surprised that I just did that. We both sat in silent as I started to blush.

"You scared the heck out of me." I said,very surprised that he still was alive."Well,I think I can not live much longer." he said and I could tell that he was starting to have breathing problems.

"I doubt that I'm going to live longer than 5 minutes Hailey." he said as he started to bring himself back down on the cold floor. "Please don't do this to me!" I said as I tried to bring him back up. "You know what?" "What!" I said blinded by my tears flowing out of my eyes onto the floor. "You can win the art show for me." he said. Oh my god! I forgot all about the art show that was coming up. I just remembered that it was tomorrow! "Goodbye Hailey, I'll always love you to the end." Jess said as his eyes started to flutter and I was freakin out. "Please Jess please!" I said as I put my head on his chest feeling his soft steady breathing,but even that stopped.

No. This could not be happening! I slowly got up and pecked his lips before I got up and out the door,to be ready to break the news to everyone,no mater how horrible it was.

********** 15 minutes later ***********

"Did you see the death of Jess Dacothan?" "How did it happen?" "How did you survive this terrible incident?". There was swarms of news reporters and flashes from the many police cars that surrounded the school. I never tried to answered any of the questions but one of them almost broke my heart to answer. "Who killed him?" they asked me as I stopped dead in my tracks. "I did." was all I said and I ran away crying as all the reporters were left there with questions filling up in their heads. I ran to my room and slammed the door. I could hear the sound echo through the hallway. This was my fault and I did it.

Sorry for the short ending but the last chapter I'm going to do is really short but I'm not good at endings so sorry but hope you like it anyway!

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⏰ Last updated: Dec 09, 2013 ⏰

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