<Jaeden>
I had no idea where to go first. He could be anywhere. I started to cross the street when I saw a helicopter appear overhead. They turned their lights on and shined it on me.
I got the memo and started to run but it followed. I ran onto the street and several cars came close to hitting me. I continued to run but I knew I couldn't outrun a helicopter.
I felt weak from being sick and only a few hours earlier I was throwing up.
"Jaeden Lieberher, stop running or you will be punished!" A guy on the megaphone screamed. (A/N note Jeremy ran after him not long after)
Thinking about Wyatt made me run even harder. He could be in trouble. What if he was hurt? I needed to help him. I felt tears escape my eyes as I cried. What if they got him? I got a plan. I would let them capture me so I could talk to the men.
I stopped dead in my tracks. The helicopter found me and several men jumped down.
Whatever this was must've been big. And I was willing to risk everything I had left for Wyatt. Because that's what love does to you sometimes.
Love
I Jaeden Lieberher, who was the class president, fell in love with the schools delinquent. Everything really was meant to happen for a reason.
They forced me on my knees and several chatted about the odd smile on my face. Some worried I was a threat, others thought I was harmless.
But all I can say is that smile is there for a reason. Because I could tell the end to this madness was near. And it will all be because of a boy named Wyatt.
<Jack>
My father lead me to Finn's room but stopped me before letting me enter. He handed me some pills which I could only assume was for the pain.
"I'm proud of you, son." He smiles. "And I'm happy for you." Before he could say another word he pushed me into the room. I had no idea what he was talking about but when I saw him I knew what he meant. He was awake.
Tears streamed out of my eye and I couldn't recall when I had started to cry. "Jack?" His voice was weak. He reached out his hand and I rolled myself to him. I grabbed his hand and kissed it.
"Why?" I cry. He turns his head to look at me. His eyes are barley open and he reaches his hand toward my face. He placed his hand on my cheek and let out a faint smile.
"We all have choices to make." He uttered. I squeezed the hand I was holding and leaned my head forward. I cried onto the bed while he rubbed my back.
When he was asleep I pictured this perfect moment when he'd wake up. We'd kiss and everything would be fine. "I needed you, Finn." I trembled. I lifted up my head and looked at Finn. He was so pale and so frail I almost didn't recognize him.
"It was the only way to make the pain stop." Finn confessed, looking down.
"By giving it to other people?" I looked at him with glossy eyes.
"You don't get it, Jack. I'm like a bomb, you don't know when I'm going to go off but you're fearing for that moment. I've hurt everyone at the house and what good have I done?" Jack could see how Finn was gradually gaining his strength.
"I love you too." I said.
"What?" He questioned, looking up.
"When you...did it, you said I love you. I was so scared I'd never get to say it back. Finn Wolfhard, I love you too. Please, never leave me." Finn was crying as well, now. He scooted over for me and hadn't realized my injuries.
"What happened to you?" Finn worried.
"I tell you when we're out of here." I sighed, snuggling into his side. "We're going to get out of here and when we do you can move in with me because after all of this I can't stand to be apart from you." I uttered, looking up only to see him looking down at me. Every time I looked into his eyes I could see a future where I was happy...a future with him.
"And we'll walk into school hand-in-hand. You'll come to my games and once we win you'll run into my arms and I'll kiss you in front of everyone." Finn added with a chuckle and a smile.
"You'll let me wear your jersey sometimes and when we go to lunch we'll sit with the class president, the unreadable school badass, the prettiest girl in the school, the schools musician, and the schools famous quiet kid." I liked this game.
"But the class president was more than a leader, he was also a fighter. The unreadable was just vulnerable. The prettiest girl is more than her looks. The musician is a friend. And the quiet kid actually has a lot to say." Finn wrapped an arm around me. "And the schools weirdo is the truth."
"Truth?" I question.
"Everything is a lie to me. But you, you're the only thing I know is right."
