Don't Leave Us (Book Three in the Don't Leave Series) (Watty Awards 2014)

Chapter Twelve: Lying On The Floor Surrounded. (Mitch's POV)

Chapter 12

I parked in Jerome's driveway, starting to contemplate my decison on coming here. I was going to tell him how I felt. I got out of my car slowly, walking to the front door and pushing on it slightly.

It was open.

I walked in silently, the floor board creeking under my weight.

"Jerome?" I called out, stepping further into the house. I looked around the front room, the kitchen, the dining room, and he wasn't there. I decided to check up stairs, just to see.

I looked around his bedroom and Tyler and Chris's old bedroom, looking in closets and master bathroom, but I couldn't find him. The only room left in the house was the bathroom at the end of the hall. I started to slowly walk towards it, calling out for Jerome one last time. 

I push the door open, but it hits something on its way in. A body. But not any body.

Jerome. 

I scream in horror, watching him bleed out in front of me, holding a blood stained paper in his hands. I pry the red sheet from his hands as I started to shake, my hands trembling as I read the scarlett covered letter. My tears mixed with his blood on the floor as I read the note to myself.

I dropped the paper onto the floor, sinking beside him.

"Oh, Jerome..." I whisper, kissing his lips on last time. I find the razor he used and I slit my own wrists, falling beside him and waiting for my tragic end.

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And I woke up. 

My bed wasn't made and my hair was messy from a restless sleep. I quickly grab my phone to look at it.

 June 18th, 2013

Was I just dreaming the whole time? I shake my head and text Jerome to ask if he wanted to do a Twitch stream today and he texted back in moments saying he'd love to. I set up what we needed and I sit next to my computer. Jerome calls my Skype and we get ready for our Twitch stream. We were excited because we were showcasing our new survival game.

"Hold on biggums, I'm going to open a window," I said to Jerome. He replied and pressed shift numerous times to make himself squat. 

I started to walk to my window when I tripped on the extension chord.

{THE END}