Criminal ~ Shoey

Chapter 12 - The Plunge

Chapter 12 - The Plunge

* Shane's POV *

I shot up in the hotel bed, my heart pounding in my chest; my face damp from the tears I shed during my nightmare. It starred my biggest fan again, You guessed it, my dad. My eyes adjusted to the darkness slowly but not before I took notice of Joey's absence. He was probably with Sawyer, performing extreme reenactments of their kiss from earlier. That kiss filled me with a pain so great that I thought about something I hadn't since that last day I spent with my family. Suicide.

My eyes strayed to the window. We were on the sixth floor.... I could jump.

I mean, Joey didn't want me. There was nowhere to go but home and my dad would kill me anyway if I found my way back. This method would be quick and painless. I'd be out of my constant misery. I'd be okay.

I stood up slowly, trudging to the window. I pulled the curtains aside slowly. It was dark out. I had to do this before I changed my mind. It's the only way.

My heart was hammering in my chest as I hesitantly unlocked the window. Why was I so nervous about this? I'd planned my death dozens of times before but to no avail, I never followed through. I should be happy that I'm taking charge. I should be happy that soon, There will be no more pain. But just to make sure .... I thought about what my life had to offer... Nothing. Now, what death had to offer... Peace. I drew in a shaky breath as I pushed open the window. A breeze brushed by me, into the room, as I stuck my head out and looked down. There was slight ledge I could stand on before I made my plunge. It all seemed too perfect.

The window was just the right size for me to fit through and as I turned, trembling, to face the window so I wouldn't be forced to watch the ground sail towards me, I nearly jumped off then by accident. I came face to face with Joey. There were tears in his eyes and he had his mouth covered with his hands, almost as if to hold back a wail or even a scream. "Why?" He choked out from behind his hands. "Why not?" I asked, my voice devoid of any emotions. I wasn't going to end my life with my last words being a fight with him. He knew he caused this. Maybe I wouldn't have done this if he was waiting by my side with an explanation as soon as I woke up. He was, after all, the reason I blacked out in the first place. This was all his doing. So how dare he act upset?

A breeze blew by me, making me sway. This was it.

"I loved you." I croak out; Sounding bitter but most of all, Sounding broken. His hands reach out to grab me as I lean back just enough to fall. The wind rushes past me as Joey's cries from above call out to me. This was it.

I was free.

I shut my eyes just before I hit the ground. I feel no pain. I've died instantly. I was free.

My eyes shoot open. I suck in a shaky breath. I'm alive. I'm okay. It was just a dream. I find myself oddly disappointed by this fact. A lamp's on to my right and the glare hurts my eyes. I squint, glancing over to see Joey slumped against the headboard of the bed, asleep. It seems as if he was trying to stay awake so he could see me wake. It would've been helpful. I'm not even going to acknowledge the fact of how cute he looks or how much I love looking at him. I was mad at him. I should hate him. I throw the duvet off of me and push myself off the bed. I was morbidly curious... What if.... What if I did jump? Would I die instantly? Would I be in peace? There's only one way to find out...

I head towards the window and throw open the curtains; though being quiet so not to wake Joey. I didn't hesitate like in my dream.

It was dark out.

I take a deep breath and push open the window; Not surprised when a breeze danced past me, tickling my cheeks, and into the room. I stuck my head out the window and looked down. There was a slight ledge I could stand on before I made my plunge. It all seemed too perfect.

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HOT DAYUM BOOTY SLAM, CLIFFHANGER! Does anybody hate me? :P I kinda hate me. xD Sorry if this chapter is short, I don't really care because...well.. I just.. idk, I'm just really proud of this chapter. ;-; Anyway, My flight is actually tomorrow! I'm stoopid ._. Anyway, I'm going to Nashville, for the first time since I was little c: I'm extremely excited! So, sorry if I don't update tomorrow, l I'm gonna be a busy girl ;3 But I'll try! .-.

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