MELTED {J.D X Reader} (HEATHERS)

Please... Don't.... Leave me alone...

Heathers slap hurt. It stung the side of your face."You need to learn your place Y/N." You looked up at her. You felt so small."I don't think I'm the one who needs to learn their place." You snapped back at her."What did you say, prick?" She looked at you shocked."You heard me, bitch!" You yelled at her. She kicked your nose"What did I tell you! You'er nothing more than a shit-bag, pest! And I know you know that you want, and deserve to die! And if not, then I'll kill you myself!" 

A tear escaped your eye. No matter how much you tried to fight it, she was right." Aww! Look! Are you going to whine, whine, whine all night?" She asked you coldly. You got up, and ran to the door, you were going to kill yourself today. But was stopped."Y/N? Where are you going? It's only 11 at night?" You pushed Veronica out of the way."Y/N! You know I'm not letting you go that easy!" You turned to meet Veronica's face."Please! I don't want to be here!" Veronica sighed, and rolled her eyes a bit."Okay, but if you leave I'm calling someone to pick you up." She told you."Fine! I don't give a shit!" You ran out the open door. You felt free. Then remembered you had school tomorrow.

Hours later. You sat on the side of the road crying. Heather was nothing more than a ice cold bitch that been held back by Chander, but she was dead. And now Heather Duke was back to take her place as mythic bitch. But this time, she was meaner, and would do what it took to be queen bee. But, she was right. I was a pest.

 You heard a car, but didn't move."Y/N? What are you doing! It almost snowing outside! When Veronica said you ran away, I thought you would go home, not stay out in the cold."You knew that voice. It was J.D's, and by the sound of his fear of you. You knew he would try whatever it took just to get you safe. Not what you needed right now."J.D, leave me alone."You told him. But he didn't listen, instead, he picked you up."I thought you knew me better." He said in a funny voice to cheer you up."Do you really think I'm just going to walk away?" He kissed the top of your head warmly."You know I love you. And I know that you love me." You just looked away with a frown, which made him frown."Come on, let me drive you home." He sighed."No!" You pushed away, and ran. He grunted as you pushed him."Come on! Come back!" He called after you as started running home.

When you got home, you looked around for a knife. You ran to the kitchen and opened a drawer with your shaky hands. You ran upstairs to your room, but as you were running down the hall to the stairs, you were knocked to the floor. Your knife fell against the wooden floor, letting out a sharp "CLIING""What do you think your doing?" a raspy voice, sweet like honey, asked you... It was J.D, again. Damn it! Why'd won't he just let me die!

You tried to look the other way. But he had a firm grip on you."What did I tell you?!" you grabbed the knife weakly and kicked him in his stomach, shoving him off. He tripped you as you tried to get away. But you were pinned to the ground with him on top of you yet again."Stop it! You're throwing away your life! And for what? To go on the news? To be like, the assholes that I killed for you! You can't just leave after what I've done for you!" You wanted it to all go away."J.D! I don't deserve this life! Just like Heather Duke said!" His angry expression turned into a sad frown."Heather told you that?" You took that moment to knee him in the gut and get the knife back from where it had fell, rushing up the stairs, J.D on your tail, screaming things like "stop!" "get back here!" "Please, I need you with me!" "I love you!"

You went upstairs, and into the bathroom. You could hear him banging on the door, "Don't, Please!" he cried out. He will be okay, he's gone a lot longer without someone to love. He can do it again. You quicky wrote a note, then held the knife over your wrist, "Goodbye, Jason.." you said through the door. "No, Please, I love you!" he cried back. You stood over your sink, "this is it world, goodbye" you said under your breathe. Soon the horrible pain of the blade came into your wrists, it hurt like hell. You could feel your blood oozing out, at least until you heard the door fall onto the ground, chips of paint as well hitting the floor. You fell over, the last thing you saw was J.D's crying face..

(J.D P.O.V)

The lock fell to the ground as I pushed my way in. I saw her body. It was laying in a pool of her own blood. "Y/N...." I sat down and put her my lap."Don't leave me yet. I'm sorry for everything...." the tears came down like bullets as I held her to my chest."Get your shit together Jason, you can save her," I told myself as I checked her heart beat. It was still there, thank god.

I opened the first aid kit under the sink." Stay in there Y/N." I started wrapping badges over her wrist. The bleeding was slowing, but still coming on strong." God dammit women! Don't do this shit again!" I slammed my hand on the floor. Then felt bad remembering a time when I was hurt, and cut my wrist as well...

I picked her up and held her to my chest again, and started rocking her." Your going to make it, your going to make it. I'm not letting you leave me." I tried to comfort her, but I knew she couldn't hear me. Both of us were covered in blood. Her blood. My tears left stains on the parts of her band-aids that weren't already covered in blood, I sobbed, grabbing her hair. "Please.. Don't.. Leave me alone.." I cried, I looked at the bloodstained paper on the sink,"Oh... My love, why..."

"Dear world,
Don't pretend to be sad to act like a good person, we all know nobody could love me. I'm such an annoyance, nobody deserves to be with me, I'm torture! All I did was cause trouble to Heather Chandler, and Kurt, and oh god, Ram. And just because I was annoying I killed them. J.D had nothing to do with their deaths and their horrible killer is at peace, J.D tried to convince me to let them live but I can't. This world didn't deserve me

Signed, Y/N Y/L/N
nothing but a pest.

"Your so much more, darling" I sobbed,"Your the light that gave me life again, after I thought that was well out of my reach. Your smile gives me this rush that makes me want to hold you to my chest, and tell you how much I love you. And if you die because I couldn't save you in time, then I might as well be dead as well...." I can't let her leave me, not like this."Please darling.... You're... All I could trust..." I saw more and more blood come through the banged cut. I quickly wrapped more around it, and ran my hand through her soft hair."We could have done so much, love.... We could have married, and have beautiful little kids, that look like you, and run around us as we read to them.... And watch them grow into wonderful people....." I was mentally breaking down now as I listed all the things that I want to do with her. All the things that seemed amazing with Y/N. The life that I would want her to have... A life better than... Better than bleeding out on a damn bathroom floor!

"I want to have a life with you, Y/N/... A life where we're happy...." I held her closer, and tighter to my chest, hoping to feel her warm touch on my skin. But it was just cold, all of her seemed lifeless besides her fading heart beet.

I'm not letting her go. Not for one thing.

"Hello! Is someone in here! This is the Sherwood police department! We had a call from your neighbors!" I silently prayed that there's finally help.

"Help! Please! She bleeding out! And I can't save her!"