We're Pretty Messed Up[On Hold Till Further Notice]

Chapter Eleven

Okay but this picture encapsulates this book so nicely ^^
(Shields self) I've been so crappy at keeping up with wattpad. I'm sorry little marshmallows.Trying to pass the second semester like ☕️☕️☕️☕️

Hopefully this chapter will make up for it ❤️

I heard sirens in the distance and I tried to calm myself, help was on its way. They would soon recover his body and I wanted nothing more in the world right now than to distance myself far away from today. I actually felt like leaving the country and pretending nothing ever happened but that was dramatic and unreasonable. Never run away from your problems children they always end up coming to bite you back in the ass later.

The cold hard truth was that Cole Braxton was gone and never returning. I almost threw up replaying him jump. I still remember every detail of his face and his moss green eyes haunted me wherever I looked, a wave of memories hitting me each time.

I still remember the first time I saw Cole in kindergarten, he was the cutest little boy in the class and he obviously kept that up till today. He wore these red shorts and a grey v neck t-shirt but the thing that I (and every other child) was fascinated by was his light up shoes. The flashing colorful lights that automatically went on as soon as he started walking was his ticket to fame. Kids love cool stuff okay.

The first day of school was brutal, I begged for my adopted, witch of a mother to let me stay at home but she refused and ultimately left me to fend for myself as soon as we entered the gates. I was greeted by a warm smile from Cole and I immediately thought to myself, hey a new friend. Boy was I wrong.

It was only when the witch came back to drop of my forgotten lunch did his demeanor change. He called me a baby and pushed me on the playground. Since then it became a habit for him to push me around, I honestly don't know what had gotten into him after that day. And now I'll never know. Even the one person who actually told me anything was gone.

Death is such a committed thing you know like fuck there's no coming back from this. I feel like there's some deep metaphor in there for the relationships of today.

But yeah I didn't know Mr Braxton though I don't think anyone deserves to die, how he died was a complete mystery and I itched to get to the bottom of things but it wasn't my place. I was just a nosey confused teenager who wanted to know more about her past.

I saw flash lights coming down from the pathway I took down the narrow edge and I started screaming and waving my arms to get there attention.

"Over here, please! "

A bunch of people dressed in uniform carrying first aid and a stretcher came in and I sighed in relief.

"Mam, I'm going to need you to calm down and tell me what happened."

He's fucking with me how can I calm down when someone just kicked the bucket in front of me.

"A guy just jumped of from there and I couldn't save him, please do something." My voice was shaky and I felt my knees wobble and for once I was thankful for the crutches.

"We will do the best we can." That's all they could say before rushing towards the river side. They flashed their torches and I could actually see the rocks jutting out from the water. I should have thought about using my phone flash light to look but Jesus I'm so out of it and what is one torch compared to five. No time to put yourself down sky.

"Found something over here!" My heart started pounding and I rushed to where they were. I almost felt like throwing up when I saw it. Blood spilt on the rocks and a pale body slumped over it.

"Retrieve the body stat!"

Tears pooled in my eyes again blocking my vision and I tried to calm down as they pulled the body out of the river.

They started to shout foreign medical terms at each other as they moved Cole's body onto the stretcher. His face was pale and lifeless and his lips were blue, his bottom half of his body had cuts from the rocks spilling out blood. I watched as they checked his pulse and then started to press on his chest counting the seconds, they attached a cpr bag to his lips as they breath air into his lungs.

After many attempts they had to speed up the amount of puffs of air and I felt it useless. It looked like it did nothing and I was so sure that he was long gone.

Don't be stupid sky if he was actually dead they wouldn't be doing cpr! They must have found a pulse.

"Cole please get up! Please."I cried out. I placed my hand on my chest and felt my heart beat and I wondered why Cole would want to get rid of his. I understand why he would want to, I mean I consider it a lot but what made him do it. I would do anything right now to give him half of my heartbeat since it was pumping so bloody fast.

"Wait! Something is lodged in the airway." The paramedic opened his mouth and stuck his hands covered in gloves down his throat. He wriggled his fingers in and pulled out a long string of what looked like a water plant.

I almost shat myself when I saw Cole's body move to cough up the water that had been swirling in his lungs. Holy shit he was alive, they saved him. I couldn't believe me eyes so I quickly made my way to his stretcher dodging the rocks scattered around us. I touched his arm and saw him flinch.

Holy fucking shit he's alive and breathing. Fuck me in the ass and call me Debby.

Okay that was pretty random, I'm sorry.

His bloodshot eyes met mine and he looked confused but mostly broken.

"Cole! Don't you dare ever do that again." I say punching his arm and he hissed.

I couldn't believe that I was glad to see Cole Braxton, it looks like Opposite Day has been turned into opposite week or something because this is crazy.

"Did you think you could get rid of me that easily Zedler?" Cole says with a hoarse voice. Cole looked dreadful and guilty. He cracks a small sad smile at me and I roll my eyes. I'm not even a Zedler he needs to stop calling me that.

The paramedic hands me a towel to give to Cole and I see him wince as he moves. I decided to do one more good deed for today and wipe his hair and face for him.

"Ouch Zedler please watch the face."

"Oh boo hoo a fluffy towel attacking your face is so much worse than hurdling yourself straight at rocks."

I instantly regret the words that leave my mouth. That absolutely is no way to talk to someone who just tried to commit suicide, they already feel guilty enough I shouldn't be adding on to it but I'm such an idiot.

Cole gets quiet and I remove the towel so I could look at him. The orange tan was long gone after jumping into that river and it left a nice caramel color on his skin. The green was still on his hair but it matched the color of his moss green eyes nicely and let's not forget his perfect jawline plus cheekbones that complimented anything, even the tiny scars that now lay on his perfect skin. My breath hitched as I began to feel overwhelmed.

"I didn't mean that, I'm glad you're alive. Please don't do it again, I know we hate each other but you can speak about your demons or we can get someone you can speak to." My hands fidget noticeably and he doesn't take his eyes of it.

"Thank you for saving me, We can just forget this night ever happened." Tears threatened to leave his eye but he remained strong and waited for the paramedics to escort him to the hospital across us, where his dead father still lay.

I don't know what possessed me to say the following words but I don't regret it.

"We will speak later, I'll bring some Chipotle to your room." He looked at me one more time and with a slight nod I knew I would get to the bottom of things tonight.

Fuck me in the ass and call me Debby I'm so excited for the next chapter you guys! (I'm sorry I'm just a rude creep that's going to get this book taken to mature content) hope you like it so far, point out mistakes!
Much love ❤️