Standing Close to Death

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Jacks POV

I woke up to bright lights, everything was white, I thought my attempt what a success for a moment, but heard people and saw giant machines, I sighed knowing I failed.
I saw my dad next to my bed looking at me, he smiled a sad smile, I smiled back, trying to lighten the depressing mood.

"Hi son" he said
"Hi" I replied sadly
We stared at each other and just started balling. Dad pulled me close to him and cried as hard as I did.
"Why didn't you call me?" He asked hurtfully
"Because I mess everything up" I said honestly.
"What are you talking about" he asked.
"First, I ended up making friends with Ava at school, causing to get to know each other and dragging her into my problems, then Landon was messing with her and I told him to stop, causing him to beat me up, then u found out and confronted Travis_"

"Jack, Travis leaving the band was his choice, nothing to do with you" he said interupting me.
"He wouldnt of left if you hadn't brought up Landon" I shot back.
"You did the right thing by standing up for your friend, but like I said, it was Travis' choice to leave".

I stared at the ceiling some more, overthinking everything when Ava came to visit me.

"Jack you have a visitor" my dad told me.
I sat up in bed and saw her, she looked terrible from the last time I saw her. She had bags under her eyes, messy hair, and looked skinnier than ever.

I made the effort to try to talk to her, I felt horrible about everything.
"Hey" I managed to say
"Hi" she responded
It went quiet again while I searched for something to say, what am I supposed to say?

"What happened"? She asked
I was surprised she started a conversation but relieved since I couldn't think.
I looked around to see where my parents were, I didn't want them to know just yet the reason and make them worried, luckily they were out talking to Tom and Jen.
"Blink is over Ava, and it's my fault. My dad lost his job and it's all because of me" I began
"I heard, it's partially my fault too" she told me.
"It's Landon that's the problem" I knew that was true. He was the source of most frustration
"I shouldn't of came home the day he beat me either, I should of stayed at your house, then the bruises wouldn't of been so noticeable and none of this would be happening" I told her.

She sighed but looked almost reassuring, like she's been in my situation before.
"I wish you talked to me" she told me.
I nodded,"I wish I did too, because now I'm probably going to be locked away for a while in a mental asylum"
She came to me and hugged me tight, a warm hug that I've been waiting for a while.
"I'm sorry" she told me
"None of this is your fault ok? Don't ever think I did any of this because of you, I've dreamed of this for a while and never had the courage until now" I informed her, I really hoped she knew that, because it honestly wasn't because of her at all.

About that time everyone came back from talking, my dad came and sat next to me again with my mom.
"The doctor said he recommends a mental hospital just for a few weeks" my dad told me.
Chills filled me, I never even thought of a mental asylum, I didn't want to be send away from home.
"I don't wanna be sent away from you, I want to be home" I told him hoping he would change the doctors mind
"I know you don't but it's going to help you sweetheart" my mom told me.

I felt ridiculous, now I'm gonna be known as crazy at school and gonna be bullied worse than before.
The doctor came in around that time with papers for my parents to send me to the mental asylum.
"Here is a bag with some things inside and your parents can take your clothes home, just change into this gown and we will have you transported" the doctor said

I sighed as I changed into a different gown, getting ready to leave.
After I was changed I hugged my parents tight.
"Ill miss you dad" I said
"Ill miss you too buddy but dont worry, you will be back before you know it" he told me.

I sat into the wheelchair and they brought me to an ambulance. I climbed onto the bed and I saw my parents wave one last time, and they drove me away.

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