Jack's POV
I felt heavy, minor, and used. It felt like a well opened up in my eyes as they consistently spilled tears of hurt and agony. I wanted him to come back, I wanted this to all be a dream. But, reality was all I could inhale as I slowly began to realize that I'm a man of no purpose anymore. I sat there, realizing that my purpose left me in this prison. The room felt claustrophobic and the air felt thick. I went to my bed over a long period of time because my vision was hazy and I felt dizzy. As I laid down I smiled weakly, at least knowing he's happy. Memories that would be smile inducing felt like I was being impaled over and over. I felt my mind beginning to shut down as I fell asleep.
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I woke up, cold and lonely. Just like the good old days. I got up to the sun shining beautifully as if I wasn't just heartbroken. Deciding that it isn't healthy to lay in bed all day I left since I slept in my uniform.I was walking around the mess hall and I saw him. My heart immediately felt heavy and tears stung at my eyes. I quickly glanced at him. Those arms he used to hold me with. I realized what a weakling I was being, he only left me yesterday but, it feels like it's been ages. I ran out so I wouldn't drown in my own pity.
I went straight back my room, not wanting to talk to anyone and thankfully nobody was here today. They were all out on a mission with commande-
I started to sob again. The source of my only past comfort was my pain and I've never felt so trapped;helpless. I laid down and started to think. Grim thoughts started to wreak havoc in my head and one conclusion to this pain surfaced. It was a little irrational and I know that he only left me yesterday but, it's not like I'm going to be able to handle this same pain for the rest of my life.Suicide.
It's extreme. But, it's the only option I have at this point. I got up and went towards my dresser. I grabbed a belt and tied it to a pipe on the ceiling and made a loop. I hopped onto the bed and stared at the loop. I just have to not fear death for a few seconds and all of it will stop. It's all I have to do to make him and I happy. I pushed my head through the loop, and breathed heavy as I lifted my body from the bed. I fell over as I started to be strangled. It felt like a lighter was in my chest. The flame kept growing and growing and it spread across my body and brain. A sour feeling came into my mouth as I felt myself running out of breath. Black spots invaded my vision as I slowly realized that I was cold.
Darkness.
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NO ITS NOT THE END. OK OK AND NO MAJOR CHARACTERS WILL BE LOST. HOPE YOU ENJOYED
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FanfictionA white guy, a super hawt Hispanic man, and tough love. Hehe you get the point. NO PICTURES ARE MINE INCLUDING THE COVER CRINGY MATERIAL SO BEWARE I will try my absolute best to update everyday. It will have about 20-35 chapters.