One Life {finished}

Eighteen: Movie

Caroline

It was finally friday and it seemed like everything was getting back to normal. Me and Derek were going to do the usual of our pizza Friday's. Sometime with my bestfriend doesn't kill anyone. Well Jason yes because he wanted to spend time with me but we're going to next friday becasue of Justin's concert. So I guess that equals it out. I looked out the window. Usually Derek would already be here ordering the pizza. He's never been late for pizza Fridays.

It has past an hour and I have decided to let it go. I don't need no explanations from him anymore. I'm done with the bullshit. I brushed my teeth and went to bed. I remembered the last time Derek has done this. He's actually never done this. I started to get tired of thinking and soon I drifted to sleep.

There was a knock on my window and I smiled at the fact that Jason was out there. I blinked a couple times and I heard the knock again. I uncovered my body and stood on the bed. I got on my feet and dragged myself to the window. I opened it and to my surprise I saw Derek. I looked at the fear in his eyes. His eye was bruised purple and his lips were bloody. He looked like he saw someone die in front of him. He was shaking. His hands were trembling and I got frightened at his bloody hands.

"Derek are you ok? Who did this? What's going on? What happened?" He looked at me with sorry and fear in his eyes.

"I was finishing some stuff and...I got beaten up. I passed out and...and I don't remember. I remember Jason next to me. But I don't remember anything else Caroline." At that point I didn't care if he was bloody. I hugged him and stroked his hair. He started sobbing and then sighed in pain. He backed away holding his fingers to his temple. His face turned to disgust and he started crying.

"Caroline...Caroline it's Jason....they stabbed him. That's the last thing I remember before passing out. Caroline I'm sorry...I c-can't" I saw a tear roll down and that's when I felt my heart shatter to the floor all over again. I didn't even cry. I had no tears. I let out a much needed sob but no tears fell. The last little piece of my heart that was still clinging on to that piece hope that Jason brought just shattered into a million pieces. And those million pieces shattered into more pieces. I couldn't stay stable. I tried to fall off the balcony but Derek grabbed me before I actually could. At that point I hated him for catching me and loved him for catching me. I hated that Jason had that control over me. But did I really want to die. No I wanted to find Jason. I wanted to see him again. This is all my fault. I should've hung out with him today. I should've made him happy with me. We could've watched a movie. This is all my fucking fault.

"Hey what the fuck are you doing?"

"It's all my fucking fault Derek! I don't want Jason to die! I love him! It's all my fault! I hate myself. I hate myself for doing this." I started sobbing and I felt Derek's arms warp around me.

"It's not your fault. Ok? We did this upon ourselves and you had nothing to do with it alright? I love you ok? and so does Jason. He loves you more than anything in this world. Don't ever doubt that. It's not your fault. Ok?" He pulled my chin in between his thumb and index finger.

"Look at me. I love you. He loves you. It's not your fault. Ok?" I nodded and rubbed my eyes cleaning away the tears.

" I have to find Jason! I have to find him!"

"Yeah lets go. c'mon give me your hand."

"Wait lets clean you up first and then we'll go." I grabbed Derek and took him into my bathroom. My whole body was shaking and I couldn't find the first aid kit. I looked everywhere but forgot a drawer. I opened it up and found the kit. I shakily opened it and took out what I needed. He had a big cut on the right side of his forehead and a cut on his lip. My hands were so shaky he he grabbed them.