Jamison's Story

Chapter 15. Jake Meets Samuel

**Jamisons Point of View **

I came back to reality. I saw Jake in front of me. "Now will you tell me how you passed out?" He asked. I saw blood treakling down my leg. I looked up and ran to the bathroom. I felt a bit dizzy. After a little while I got up and cleaned myself. I didn't know what came over me. That's never happend. Then I turned to pick up my mess when I saw 3 big slashes across my back. I walked back out to the living room to show Jake.

Jake slipped a couple of bandaids on my back. He put my one piece of hair behind my ear. "Your so pretty. " Jake said. I smiled. What else what I was I supposed to do, ruin the moment saying I think somebody drugged me? No. I continued smiling. "Tell me what's wrong." He suggested. "Fine. I think Someone drugged me." I said. "Who? " Jake asked. Samuel Jackson. I knew it was samuel. Who else would follow me here? "I don't know." I lied. "Well... I don't know either. But let's get out of this subject. So. Your birthday. " Jake smiled. I stood up and walked to the kitchen. "Cmon. Talk. " Jake said. I shook my head. I felt a tear rush down my face. "Tell me what you want. " jake said tickling me. Of course, I didn't laugh. "I looked at him. "Please james. " he asked. I tried to shut my mouth. "Jamie. " jake yelled as I ran to the lake behind his house. I saw him coming. "Jamison. Why won't you talk to me? " Jake asked. I started to back up further as he got closer. A sharp pain went through my heel. I started to fall when the wood went through my foot. Finally, I hit the water. "Help. " I said coughing. I could feel myself loose more and more blood. "I already tried. " Jake said. "Please. " I asked. "There is a ladder. " he said laughing. I stayed in side of the lake. I felt more blood. "Jake. " I said crying. "Stop faking. " Jake said laughing. I felt my self starting to sink. I let myself go. I could feel the bottom of the lake. I let all of my breathe out. I closed my eyes hoping I would wake up with my dad.

%% Jake's Point of View %%

once I got myself together I saw jamison was gone. "JAMISON?! " I yelled. I could feel my eyes watering. I saw blood filling the dirty lake water. "Jamison I'm coming. " I yelled. I slipped my phone out of my pockets and any other valuables onto the little table. I jumped in to the nasty lake. I opened my eyes. I saw many sticks in the clay. No sign of jamison. I popped back up. "Maybe she went inside. " I said. I got out from the ladder and saw my towel that I had out earlier was gone. I ran inside to see someone sitting on the couch. "Jamie? " I asked. I walked over to the thing on the couch. I looked at her. Jamison was on the couch with a note beside her. I began to read:

Mess with my girl one more time. Oh wait. There won't be another time. She only has a few minutes left of saving her. Looks like them drugs worked. Agree?

-S.J.

I felt tears go down my cheeks. I looked at jamison. I felt her heart. It beated at a very slow pase. I felt her wrist. Her pulse was just nearly there. I did every thing I could.

*5 minutes later, Jamisons point of view*

I could feel jakes tears hit my face. "Jake. " i said in a very soft voice. "James. You alright?" Jake shouted. "I think so." I said. Right then I knew I had to get home to my family. Or to my friends. "I need to go home. To see my friends. They need me." I yelled. "What do they need. Because I'm not letting you go that easy. you almost died." Jake said. "Well maybe if you believed me! Why do you give a hell? I was bleeding to my death, and you sat back and laughed." I yelled . "What you don't know is I went in to search for you! Where were you? Not in the lake. On my couch!" Jake yelled. I felt my eyes get teary. I blinked and let the tears fall.

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I packed My bags as Jake pressured me not to leave apologizing for nothing. "JAmison please? " Jake said for the 10 th time. "OH MY FUCK! I ALREADY MADE UP MY MIND. IT'S TO LATE JAKE. " I yelled. I breathed in and out heavily. I grabbed my bags and sat them on the front porch.

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We drove down the isolated dirt road. I stared out the window. Time flew by and I began to get very tired. I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep.