"Hold me tight, in your arms," Jachary...

Chapter 4

Jack
      I started to pick the lock, and Zach held the lock, stopping me.
      "Zach, open this damn door," I said. I kept my voice calm, not trying to sound nervous. He released the knob, but it was still locked.

Zach
     I leaned up against the door, sliding down it, crying. There was blood all over my clothes, sink, and floor. I cut my wrists, leaving me dizzy. I tried to shake it off, but I was so dizzy, my vision was blurry. But I was also crying at the same time. He fumbled with the knob, and I moved. The door swung open, and Jack stayed in the same spot when he approached.
      "Z-zach," he said, trying to find the right words.
      I looked away in shame. He looked at the blood on my clothes. He started to cry.
      "P-please, d-don't cry," I could barely speak. He ignored the blood that was tracked on his shirt when he lifted me in the air, setting me on the bed.
      "Zach, babe, why?" He asked, squatting down in front of my face.
      I stared into his beautiful, brown eyes. "I-I'm sc-scared," My head fell forwards, but he caught me.
      "No more words, we have to leave, to the ER,"
     I layed in his arms, weak, and cold, and in pain. My eyes would close, then automatically open back up. My breathing was getting slower, but my heart was going faster, same with Jack's. I felt his heart beat go faster, by the seconds. I couldn't see the other boys, besides hear them. Corbyn had walked past, starting the car. I could tell it was him, by the streaks of blond that I could barely see. Jack sat in the back with me, as Corbyn drove me to the ER. Jack had his sweater wrapped around my wrists, to try to stop the bleeding, as much as possible. They were talking about me, but I had a hard time understanding.

Jack
      I stared into his eyes. He had his eyes pacing, his breathing was raspy, and his heart beat was slowly slowing down. I started to cry.
      "What did he do?" Corbyn asked me.
     I wipped away a tear. "He cut himself, but i don't want to explain it or I'll start to cry more," I explained.
      Corbyn didn't say anything else for the rest of the ride. We pulled up to the hospital, and I carried Zach, and doctors kept stopping me.
     " He needs help, NOW!!" I yelled. The doctors came with a bed, moving at a jogging pace. They slowly took him from my arms. I tried to go with as they went away, but a nurse held me back. I didn't fight her, I just kept my eyes on him, till he was out of sight. I started to cry.
Zach, you'll be okay, I know you will. I said these words to myself. I walked into he waiting room with Corbyn. It was too early in the morning to have this incident...
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