Protection

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*Your POV*

Dozens of thoughts swirled through my head as I watched Jason point a weapon at his head, a solemn expression on his face.

"Don't!" I shouted, before I realized what I was saying.

That single word was all that I could manage to say, when Jason was in a clear state of need?

His gaze landed on me, and a strained smile appeared on his face.

"I'm so sorry Y/N." He apologized, laughing humorlessly.

"I didn't want you to see me like this."

"Think about what you're doing Jason." I murmured.

"This isn't how it has to end."

"There's no other way." He said.

"I don't want to give you up, but I'm forced to, and I can't live without you Y/N."

"We don't have to separate!" I shouted.

"You don't have to die, Jason. I can't live without you either. I know that Mark would miss you too. Please don't hurt yourself, I'm begging you!"

"I can't!" He boomed.

"Do you know how hard it is for me to continue living after realizing that the choice I made to kidnap you was wrong? My mind can't take it, I don't want to hold you in captivity anymore. There, I said it, you're free to leave. Let me drown in my problems on my own."

"There's no way I'd do that." I whispered.

I approached him.

"Stop!" He shouted.

"Don't come any closer. Please..."

"I can't let you do this to yourself." I murmured.

"I love you too much to just let you die."

"This isn't your fault." He smiled sadly.

"I made the decision, and now it's time to face it."

He pointed the gun at himself again.

"No!" I screamed.

This is all going so fast.

The thoughts in my mind are racing to keep up with it all.

So can you blame me for what I did next?

I tackled Jason, which threw us both over the building's edge.

And then my sense of sanity kicked in.

We're free falling towards the ground.

Hurtling at it from hundreds of feet above.

Spiraling towards certain death.

"We're going to die!" I yelled.

"I shouldn't have done this, what was I thinking?"

"You're not going to die." Jason whispered.

"You're not going to die either..." I murmured slowly.

He didn't answer me.

The ground was approaching quickly.

"Tell me you're not going to die!" I demanded.

He gave me another sad smile, and I shook my head.

"No, you're not going to do that." I said in a panic.

He wrapped his arms around me.

"Let me go!" I shouted, starting to cry.

"I won't let you do this!"

He swung himself below me, still holding on to my body.

I tried desperately to pry his arms from around me, but of course his strength was too great.

The ground is only a few feet away now.

"Please don't do this..." I sobbed.

"It's better this way." He whispered and kissed my forehead.

I wish I could agree.

His body made impact with the ground.

Immediately, he stopped moving.

I dropped to my knees and held him in my arms.

Uncontrollable tears fell from my eyes.

Jason had used himself to break my fall.

There's no way he would've survived it himself.

He died trying to protect me.
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Jason was taken to the hospital, and I waited in sadness for the news that he hadn't made it.

The news that would confirm him dead.

As I waited in the hospital's lobby with Mark, I overheard a conversation between two doctors.

"He fell off of a five story building and survived?" One asked in amazement.

"Yes, he's alive, and very lucky to be. But he's in critical condition, his right leg is fractured, he managed to pull the muscles in both of his arms, and he has multiple untreated gunshot wounds. He may not live for much longer." The other informed.

They have to be talking about Jason.

He's alive?

I up and walked away from my seat, going over to the receptionist.

"I want to see patient 356, now." I demanded.

"I'm sorry, you are not permitted to visit him at this time." She said.

"You'll have to wait."

In complete fury, I stomped back to my seat and sat in my chair.

I waited angrily in that seat, and eventually, my anger turned to sadness.

The hours seemed to stretch into days, it felt like I had been in that chair for all of eternity.

When will I be able to see Jason?

"Excuse me ma'am, you are now  allowed to visit patient 356. You have twenty minutes." The receptionist said to me.

I have never gotten out of any chair faster.

I practically ran to Jason's hospital room.

When I finally got to him, he smiled.

"You came?" He questioned.

His voice is raspy, and it was a bit tough to hear him.

"Of course I did." I murmured, taking a seat in the chair next to his bed.

"Why wouldn't I?"

"I thought you would be too upset with me to want to visit me..." He chuckled.

"I guess I should've known better."

"Listen here Jason." I ordered.

"I would never leave you. I will stay by your side until the end. I will visit you in this hospital every day until you leave. Just promise me...promise me that you'll never do something like this ever again."

"I promise..." He whispered.

My emotions took overpowered me and I started to sob.

And at that moment, I loved him more than ever before.

That's the end of Part 31 :)
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