Our Own Ending (Jeffmads Punk!Thomas and Nerd!James)

-15- Thomas

I sat in a hospital bed, alone. The nurses made James leave after 3 days. They said that the school had called asking if he was there, so they made him leave.
I sit up and look at the tubes connected to me. My head feels light, probably form the fact I haven't sat up in 5 days.
"Mr.Jefferson?" A doctor walked into the room.
"Yes?" I lean back down, I feel as if I'm going to faint.
"I already talked to your mother about this but I still have to tell you," He sighs, "we need you to go to Paris France for treatment."
My eyes widen. No fucking way.
"Well as you know, High School ended yesterday." He's not serious right? I missed my own graduation, "Anyways, your friend Lafayette is going back and is willing to take you."
"H-How long will I be there for?"
"3 months." I felt my stomach drop. That's way to long, "But the treatment will increase your lifespan by 3 years and give you a 20% chance of being cured."
"I'll go." I will take any chance to live longer.
That conversation ends and they let me go home. I have enough time to spend with James before I leave for Paris. Wait James....how the fuck am I going to tell James?
I grab a taxi to fiftieth street then walk the rest of the way to my house. As I'm walking someone hugs me almost making me fall over.
It takes me a minute before I realized it was James. I smiled and hug back.
"I was worried about you." He buries his face in my shirt.
"I missed you." I hug him tightly even though I'm weak from all the medicine I was taking.
We head to his place and cuddle while watching the Notebook (James' favorite movie). When the movie ends he turns to me with a serious face.
"Thomas now that we're a thing I feel like I should tell you something." He sighs and sits up.
I was really nervous honestly to hear this, "Babe, is everything ok?" I reach over and grab his hand.
"Last year, when I came to Kings High School, remember that black eye I had?"
"Yes. How could I forget? It was because you smashed your face into a wall-"
"No, it wasn't. The week before returning to a new school. I found some old pills. I took the whole bottle and when I fainted I had hit my eye on the coffee table." He closed his eyes, expecting me to be mad.
"James you tried to kill yourself?"
He starts crying and looks down to avoid eye contact, "T-Thomas I was so alone and everything seemed so dark and.." I shush him and pull him close.
My mind was everywhere. I need to help James. But I'm leaving for Paris is two weeks. I'm leaving him alone. Suddenly my thoughts quiet down when James kisses me softly.
We sit there in silence enjoying each other. I debated with myself if I really wanted to tell James about Paris. I look down to him, his eyes are puffy and he looks tired and worn. I could tell him tomorrow.