The Thing (o2l fanfiction)

Chapter 15

Connors POV

I was really nervous.

I was hoping she would pick me.

I wanted to help her get better so bad.

I wanted to tell her she was beautiful when she's sad.

I want to be the one who she goes to when she had to talk to someone.

"I picked Jc...." She sighed.

"What?" I whispered.

"Look, I don't know if we are going to be going out, okay? I don't even know if he likes me. And if things don't work out, maybe I'll end up getting feeling for you." She said looking me in the eye the whole time. "Okay?"

"Okay." I replied.

(A/N: tfios! Sorry I had to hahah)

Nicole's POV

I had to pick Jc.

I had to give him a chance even if I don't think it's a good idea.

I mean, what if it turns out to be a good thing.

"Well i should probably get going." I told him.

"Yea same. Want a ride?" Connor asked.

"Sure."

We walked to his car and got in.

It was awkward as fuck. But I had to tell him.

When we got back I went to Jc's room and knocked on his door.

"Who is it?" Jc asked.

"Cole." I told him threw the door. "Can I come in?"

"Yea."

When I was walking in I saw Connor walking to his room with his head down.

"Hey." I said.

"Hey, what's up?" He asked.

"Nothin much. H-b-u?" I asked in a white girl voice.

"Same!" He said in the same way.

We just laughed and talked about anything that came to mind.

"So, who did you end up picking. Me or Con?" Jc asked.

"Uh, you." I said blushing.

"You picked me?" He asked shocked.

I just nodded.

"I'm tired so I'm going to bed. I will talk to you in the morning." I told him.

I started to walk out but he got up off the chair he was sitting on and grabbed my wrist, spun me around, and planted his plump lips on mine.

When we pulled apart I chuckled. "Goodnight Jc."

"Night beautiful."

That made me blush.

When I got in bed I started thinking.

Why would Jc like me.

I'm a suicidal freak.

I'm depressed.

I have anxiety.

But then again I'm just a thing.

That no one likes.

I'm a thing.

I'm just a thing.

I deserve it die.

I got up and pulled my razors out.

I walked into the bathroom and cut.

And cut.

And cut.

"Too much blood." I whispered to myself.

I started having an anxiety attack.

My breathing got really heavy.

My throat felt like it was closing up.

"Jc! Connor!" I whisper yelled.

The last thing I saw before my vision went black was Jc sorta crying and Connor bawling his eyes out.

The last thing I said was. "Let me die. I deserve to."

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Allo

All done

I will probably update later today (it's 12:20am haha)

Well

Night

Byeeeeeeeeeeee