Breath • Fack

eight.

I was stuck in Finn's arms.

Kicking, punching, running and getting no where.

I was slapping his arms.

I was crying more than I ever have in my life.

I couldnt tell if the tears on my cheek were more mine of Finn's.

He was scared.

He hated to see me like this.

I hated seeing him like his.

"We need to shoot some medicine in him to calm him down!" "If you fucking touch him I will hurt you"

All of this going on around me.

In the arms of the one person I loved.

I couldnt move.

I heard screams.

Cries.

Slaps.

Kicks.

I couldnt stop it.

I couldnt hug Finn.

All he could do was try and stop me.

I was destroyed.

Finn destroyed me.

But he was the only one I wanted to fix me.

I needed to be fixed.

Finn was kissing my forehead and whispered in my ears.

Trying to get me to calm down.

Then it just happened.

I broke.

I fell through Finn's arms and hit the ground.

Hard.

Cold.

I was out.

I was broken.

More than ever.

*three weeks later*

I was admitted into a mental hospital for my behavior.

My mom was torn.

I tore everyone up.

Finn.

My mom.

And myself.

Finn visited me everyday in the hospital.

I was getting better a lot better.

My asthma wasnt what put me here.

I just went through a mental breakdown.

I couldnt cope.

Me and Finn were closer than ever now though.

Most days he stayed from opening time until closing time.

He never left my side.

Held my hand the whole time.

Kissed my forehead.

He was so soft, sweet,, perfect. All I ever wanted.

And it was mine.

*thee days later*

I had been discharged.

I was so happy to go home.

But scared my friends might judge me.

What am I thinking. They are your best friends hell.

I went home and it all seemed different.

I hadnt been there in almost a month.

Finn came home with me.

My mom had to go away for a very important job meeting.

Finn told my mom he would stay with me.

My mom left almost just as soon as we got back home.

Finn invited everyone else and they came over to my house.

They all ran through the door and practically trampled me with hugs.

They all let go and I coughed a bit.

Finn ran up by my side with my inhaler.

He was so protective.

He wanted me happy and healthy.

Wyatt and Jaeden were super happy to see me.

Chosen and Jeremy were confused at what happened.

As usual.

Sophia was just beaming with joy about me and Finn being together.

I wanted this moment to last forever.

In this moment I was happy.

I had forgotten everything that happened.

Let it slip away.

I was ready to live my life.

I wanted to do something on the edge.

Fun.

Permanent.

I wanted to leave this on a sort of happy note since the last two chapters have ended sadly.

What do you think Jack wants to do.

Thanks for reading this and supporting it.

much love

xoxo💛

*ps happy birthday jaeden wesley lieberher*💛