I made a mistake

Bike rides

Jim starts to walk out of school when he bumps into Stacy. That epic bitch. Former epic bitch I should say. My suicide destroyed this small town and everyone in it. She feels bad because she knows she's part of the reason I did it. "Jim. I-I um..," She pauses for a minute, not knowing what to say. "I'm so sorry about Kessie. I know you and her-" "I can't do this right now ok? I-I gotta go" Stacy looks down at the floor. He turns and walks out, leaving Stacy tearing up in the hallway. It took all her guts to just go talk to Jim.

"Fuck! Jim you can't just do that! You're being selfish!" Selfish dick. Oh the irony. I'm the most selfish of all these people. I go and stand beside her. "Stacy it's ok. You were dumb sure, but you didn't know." But of course she can't hear me. But I think she'll be ok-ish for tonight though. No one is completely ok right now. I start following Jim but I turn to look at Stacy again. "Bye Stacy."

I follow him out the school and his pace quickens with his breath. Then he sees the bike rack. Empty.

"AHH! Be careful!"

She holds onto the handlebars so tight, her knuckles go white.

"Shhh we'll be caught!"

"I'm going to fall off!"

She falls off the handlebars of the red bike, knees bleeding the same shade of red.

"Oh shit! Kessie! I'm sorry!"

"You are officially the worst delivery man in the world!"

He jumps off the bike and checks her scraped knees, searching his jacket before, pulling a extra band aid out of his jacket.

"Well technically I'm only supposed to be delivering pizza."

"Oh haha. Fuck you Jim!" She teases.

"Fuck you too!" He teases back.

...

"Are gonna be ok? I'm really sorry."

"It's fine Jim. It was accident, I'll be ok."

"Goodnight Kessie."

"Goodnight Jim."

Jim looks down at the ground and squeezes his eyes shut. His hands curled into fists. His breathing is shallow and jagged. He's losing it. I run over to him and place my hands on either side of his face even though he can't feel them. "Jim! Jim Jim- Breathe! Please! I'm so so so sorry!"

I'll never get to say goodnight to her again.
I'll never get to hold her again.
My Mermaid is gone.

He's having a panic attack. This is when I start to bawl. "JIM! JIM! PLEASE I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO! PLEASE BREATHE BABY PLEASE!" I scream. Then Jim takes a deep breath, and starts walking down the street away from school. He's barely holding it together, but at least it's something.