(Jonah's p.o.v)
I slowly walked down the hall, I had been wearing black for the past. But I still had my glasses. As I was walking, I noticed Jack and his friend walking towards me. Shivers went down my spine, I pulled my hood up trying to blend in but soon after I did, I was slammed up against the wall. It was Jack, for some reason I noticed something different he had sadness in his eyes. His friend passed Jack a rope. He tied it around my wrist but I pushed Jack off then his friend, whose name is Harvey, looked me in the eyes.
"Just go kill yourself." They walked off. I then started thinking about it, I will. I made my way to the boy's toilets. I sighed, nothing to hang the rope too. I made my way to the empty classroom. I grabbed a seat and pulled it to the middle of the class. I then grabbed a sheet of paper to write a letter to Jack.
'Dear Jack, You may be wondering why (if you aren't I'm still gonna tell you) Go pick on someone your own size, don't just go and pick on the odd one out. This is all your fault. I thought I loved you ever since my eyes landed on you, but you changed all because of Harvey. You aren't kind anymore but I will always blame Harvey for that, he also told me to do this, Goodbye Jack, I love you. Jonah Marais Roth Frantzich xx'
I placed it down on the table, I stood on the chair and I kicked it away. Everything went dark.
(Jack's p.o.v)
I ran to the empty classroom. I had just had a fight with my friend Harvey. I opened the door but then the sight triggered me. Jonah had hung himself.
"Jonah!!" I ran towards him, I grabbed the chair and I stood on it and I brought him down, I got him down and I started doing CPR for a few minutes. I sat waiting for him and I then noticed a note, I grabbed it and read it. Tears reached my eyes, Harvey did this...so did I. But he loves me. What have I done? I had hidden my feelings for him since freshmen year and now. Now I felt bad. I pulled him close and I heard a soft cough. I looked at him, he was waking up; his eyes fluttered open.
"Jonah!" I couldn't help but smash my lips onto his, as I did I was able to taste his lips. Sweet with a hint of blood, but he kissed back.
This was meant to be.
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