The Scars On His Wrist Match The Ones On His Hips (Jalex) BoyXBoy

Sorry For The Mess

Alex.

The name I now hate. Who knew that four letters could bring so much hate to me? I was in the bathroom, middle stall. I gave Alex his first blow job here. I grabbed the blade, pills, and vodka. I never thought I would get this way again. Why not take your life on your birthday.

I grabbed my paper and pen.

'Dear whoever is reading this, I'm sorry for the mess. Tell Alex he's an ass and to have fun with Gerard. Tell Kellin and Vic they should be happy forever. Tell Zach and Rian they should do the same. I've tried. I've tried to be happy, but Alex was my happiness. He cheated as broke my heart. 3 times. I tried. I know this is selfish, but I feel like I don't have a purpose anymore. If I'm alive, let me bleed. Just walk away and leave me. Clear your mind. Sorry for the mess. -Jack Barakat' I wrote.

I put it on the floor and it flew to the other side of the stall. I heard footsteps and I quickly opened the bottle and vodka. I poured them down my throat and downed the vodka. I cut my wrist in a long line.

"ALEX!" I heard Kellin yell. "ALEX! CALL AN AMBULANCE!" He tried opening the stall. He crawled under and I smiled.

"Let me go Kellin." I said barely above a whisper and blacked out.

••Kellin••

I quickly unlocked the stall to let the paramedics in. They picked him up and put him on the stretcher.

"He's only unconscious. He'll be fine if we get him there." One with black hair said.

"Hurry." I said. I ran to our room and grabbed my phone. "Alex!" I said. He was in tears as he ran after them. I got in his truck with Vic. "You can't drive." I said.

"That's why I am." Vic said as he climbed into the drivers side. I pulled Alex into a hug.

"They said he'll be fine." I said.

"Why?" He croaked.

"He said have fun with Gerard." I said.

"That bitch." He said. "He was making those noises to get to Jack. I tried to talk to him yesterday but he ignored me. Kellin, help me please. I'm so fucked up." He sobbed.

"No you're not Alex. It's Gerard's fault." I said.

"We're here." Vic said as he parked. We all got out and ran inside.

"Jack Barakat. He just came in." Alex said.

"He's getting his stomach pumped." She said. "You're pretty cute."

"Well, he's my boyfriend." He said proudly. "Tell me when he's done."

"C'mon. Let's sit." I said. We sat in the waiting room for an hour, not speaking. We just sat and thought. We didn't touch our phones.

"Jack Barakat?" the doctor said. We got up and walked towards him. "Only one."

"Go Alex." We said.

"Thanks." He said.

••Alex••

I walked with the doctor to Jack's room. "Do you know what happened?"

"No." I said. "He wouldn't talk to me the day before. I didn't know why. I do now. One of my students was making sounds to sound like we were having sex and we weren't. He thought we were so he got upset."

"Student?"

"I'm the counselor and music teacher at Henderson High. He's eighteen so it's legal." I said.

"Okay." he said. "Right here. He should wake up in less then an hour."

"Thanks." I walked in and sat beside him. I took his hand. "Hey, Jacky." I started. "I'm really sorry. I didn't do a thing with Gerard. I got pretty mad at him for doing that. I love you and only you. It's always been you. I've done everything with you. I miss you."