Jacks POV trigger warning ⚠️
I was lost. No lights to be seen. I started to go crazy again.
I wish I was dead. I really do. I'm tired of trying to be normal. I'm always overthinking. I'm driving myself crazy. So what if I'm fucking crazy?
I can't deal with this anymore. I took off my sweat shirt, took out my blade, and made the first cut.
I'm so sorry wade.
I winced in pain. "Fuck!" I shouted. I almost cut a vein. Damn I'm so close. I want to cut my vein. End it all.
But I knew I couldn't. I but I wanted to so fucking bad.
I looked at what I did. I didn't think it was enough. So I did it more. My whole arm was now covered in cuts. I heard footsteps and Mark's voice.
I left my things and ran. They might have heard me but I didn't care.
I left the suicide note in one of my pockets. I'm guess it's my time.
Marks POV
I heard faint footsteps running away from me.
I looked down and saw jacks sweat shirt on the ground. I shined my light on it. What I saw was horrible.
A blade, a note, and blood. I picked up everything. I handed everything except the note, to dan. I read the note out loud.
"I'm sorry Guys, but this world is just not my place. I've tried so long to fix this and fit in. I've come to realize, this world is full of sin. There's nothing for me here, I'm just a waste of space. I've got no reason to stay here in this awful race. It's a disgrace, I was missed placed. Born in the wrong time and in the wrong place. It's ok to go, cause you'll see me soon. You'll know when it's your time, just look at the moon.
And remember that everyone is facing their own fight. But I can't deal with the pain I'm not a fighter. You'll make it through the night, just hug your pillow tighter. So let the world know that I died in vein. Because the world around me is the one to blame. And In a year, I know you'll forget that I'm gone, because I'm not really something to be dwelled on. That's what they used to tell me, all the kids at school. So I'm going by the law majority rules. My presence on earth is not needed any longer. If anything, I hope this makes you stronger. You're the best friends that I ever had. It's such a shame I had to make you so very sad. But just remember you've meant everything to me. And to my heart, you are the only ones that held the key. Now it's time to go, I'm running out of space to write. And, yes, I lost my fight, but please, just hold on tight. I'm watching over you from the clouds above. And sending down the purest and whitest dove. To watch over you, and be my helpful eye. So this is it world, goodbye."We all had tears pouring out of us.
I wiped away my tears. "Guys, I'm sorry. I didn't think you would find the note." We heard a clear Irish voice say.
I turned around so fast that my neck cracked. I don't care.
I ran up to jack and lifted him in a hug. We both cried into each other's arms. All you could hear was us sobbing.
The guys ran over to us and gave a big group hug. Everything was whole again. I was just happy that I had my jackaboy with me.
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Call Him Ugly// ✔️COMPLETED✔️
FanfictionJack is always called ugly. But what happens when a football player stands up for him? Disclaimer⚠️ Contains: Self harm Bullying Boy x boy content Depression Trigger warnings Smut You've been warned⚠️