"Jackster!" I cry, standing up sharply and turning towards his voice.
His arms weakly grip around my thighs and I start crying.
"Jackster! JacksterJacksterJackster!!" I pick him up, hugging him to me.
"I'm okay, Cosie. I'm okay." He says.
"Okay. Okay. Okay." I whisper, almost hysterical.
I put him down and smile in his direction.
"Let's go home." I hear my dad say from behind me.
"Okay." Jackster says, taking my hand.
We walk out to the parking lot. I slide into the backseat of my dad's Mustang, Jackster beside me.
Dad starts up the car and mom slides in.
We all sit in silence as we make our way home.
When we get home I climb out and hear the rest of my family do the same. I assume that Jackster is leaning on my mom or dad because I hear four pairs of footsteps including my own.
We walk inside and Jackster goes right to his room, falling asleep immediately.
My parents and I have dinner.
After dinner I walk into Jackster's room and kiss his forehead.
"I love you, Jackster." I say. "I love you."
"Love you too... Cosie." I hear him mutter.
I smile and make my way back to my room.
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The next morning I wake to an the saddest screaming I have ever heard.
I sit up, knowing that this morning the screaming is not coming from me.
I grab my cane and find the source if the screaming, hearing that it comes from Jackster's room.
"What's going on?!?" I ask/shout.
"Jack's dead!" My mother cries, her voice abnormally high.
No.
No.
No.
Jackster's...
Dead?
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AN. Sorry guys. Destroyed the most innocent character. Don't worry. It gets better. (Maybe).
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