Suicide Prevention

Chapter 17.1: Setback to Setup

She's not here! Where the hell is she? This is not good. I needed to see if she was okay.

"Are you listening to me Michael?" Mrs. brown yelled.

"Yes. Do you know where Kimber is?"

"No, but it is not smart for he to miss this. As I was saying I want you to reshelve all of those books." She pointed to about a hundred books.

"You want me to do that by myself?" I asked skeptically.

"Duh! Now go get started."

"Sure." I walked over to the books with Kimber on my mind. I was really worried about her She never missed a day. I hoped she didn't commit fucking suicide. Fuck me. I needed to see her to hold her. I wanted to see her smile or rather curse me out. I missed her. What the fuck was wrong with me? What was it about her that made me feel that way. I signed  than went to stack some books hoping that she would be here soon. I needed to see her!!

"Ey Mike?" I heard Bradon's voice. "Mike?" I looked over to see him sprinting over to me. he had a worried look on his face. "Man you gotta come on!!!"

I dropped the books in my hand and sprinted out the door. When my boys need me. I go.

"What happened?" I asked once we were outside and running to my car.

Bradon looked like he wanted to cry. "It's Marshall's sister man. She was jumped by some girls from the public school and thier boyfriends. He's got a gun and talking bout killing some niggas man. And you know how Marshall is man. We gotta go and find him."

"Shit!" I unlocked my car doors and we hoped in. "Where was he?"

"In front his door waving the gun around like a crazy person. Man this is not good."

"Fuck!!!!" I sped down the streets blowing at people who got in my way. We made it to his house in 5 mins. I saw him sitting on the porch with the gun up to his face. I hoped out the door and quickly ran up to him.

he looked up when he saw me. "Mike man they jumped her man. They fucking jumped her." He had the gun pointed towards the school. "I swear Ima kill them stupid ass bitches!"

"Give me the gun. You don't want to do this." Bradon encouraged.

Marshall looked up to him. "I have to. My sister-she's in the hospital. What if she dies? Over what? Some stupid shit."

I shook my head at him. "Go to the hospital and be with your sister. You don't want to do this."
He dropped the gun and began to cry. "They fucking jumped her man. They fucking jumped her man."

I threw Bradon my keys. "Bring him to the hospital." I quickly grabbed the gun, made sure it was on saftey, then put it in my waistband.

Bradon grabbed Marshall by the waist and dragged him to the car. "Bring the car back to the library. I'll go an try to do something with the gun."

"Okay." Bradon wasted no time speeding away. I quickly began to run to the only place that I knew where to hid anything-the river. The park was right next to Marshall's house, but I wanted the gun further away so I threw it about two miles away then headed back to the library thinking about everything, but mostly who the fuck jumped her. Then I thought about the only person who I knew could help me-Kimber. She did go to the public school and she was bound to know who jumped her. I began to run to her house.

Kimber's POV

After I cried myself into deep depression and my mom finally left for whatever work she does, I decided to go for a run. I needed to do something to clear my mind. I threw on some sweat pants and headed out the door. As I walked down my steps I saw Mike run into veiw with a hirrible look on his face. He was running so fast the he could not stop and he threw boths of us into the door.

"What's wrong?"

"Do you know a girl named Madison. She really pretty with long hair-"

"And hazel eyes." I cute him off. "Yes I know her why?"

He backed away a little bit and stared at me in the eyes. "Do you kow who she is beefing with or who jumped her?"

"What! She got jumped. She was so nice."

"Yes." He was out of breathe. "And we need to know who did it."

I thought for a moment. "It had to be the cheerleaders. They hated her!"

"it was boys too."

I shrugged. "Then it had to be Devin and Victor helping."

Mike's face distorted into anger. "You mean those bitch asses I saw earlier today?"

He was so sexy when he was this mad. "Yes those asses."

He hit his hand on the wall. "I'll swaer to God I'll fuck those bitches up!!!!!" His face was so red that i was scared to talk to him. "And why the fuck weren't you here today."

I looked down. "I was sick."

he looked up at me and frowned. "Don't fucking lie to me. You didn't look sick dismorning Kimber, so why weren't you there!" I didn't answer. His face vecame softer. "Was it because of me?"

I pushed him away. "I don't want to talk about it." I opened my door and ran in the house. I tried to close it behind me buthe kept it opened with his foot and slide on in.

I turned to look at him. "You can't be here. My mom's not home."

He smiled. "That's what I was hoping for."