Jason Dean ~\~ One shots

6~Alternative

I had no choice, no choice but to shoot JD, more than intended.

Walking out of the entrance of the school was like walking out of a group orgy; Satisfaction.
Yet, everything seems to go not how I would expect it. The boy, I dreamed of marrying. The boy I wanted a family with; walks out bloody with a rag covering his missing finger. I couldn't believe it, honestly, how could a normal human being survive so many shots to the body?

"You really fucked me up pretty bad, Veronica."

It hurt seeing him like this. I never wanted this.

"Let's lay this slate clean."

Seeing the bomb rapped around him made my stomach curl. And that's when I said it.

"JD No!"

Shock and distrust radiated off Jason. As for I, shock and regret. Sure, regret filled my body, enough to make me tingle, but so did the thoughts of having little pieces of JD scattered all over the front of the school.

Deep down, I still loved JD, and I wasn't ready to see him go; deep down I knew I made a mistake.

"What?"

"Don't do this."

"Didn't you just shoot my finger off?"

"JD, I can fix you, I can make you better. I wanna roast marshmallows together. I want a family, I want kids. And I don't wanna do those things without you. I love you."

Slowly, I watched him, as he took off his homemade bomb. Slowly, I watched him walk towards me. Slowly, I watched JD rap his arm around my neck. Slowly, he pulled me closer and closer. Tongue, and saliva all thrown into the mix. He tasted like sadness.

He was eager, going rough. Adjusting, so was I.

Slowly, he detached.

"Say, how about we get outta here and go get ourselves a couple of cherry slushees?"

"I'd love to."

I sure fucked up.