Perfect Heartbreak (Jacob Whitesides fanfic)

Chapter 8- The E.R

BEFORE YOU READ THIS:

Okay, now that I have your attention (: I'm dedicating this chapter to my most dedicated reader and best friend who always pushes me (not just to update lol) _Abstractivity

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!! <3

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anyways, to the book now lol

Jack G' s POV

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Everybody was freaking out and dialing 911 once Nash finally broke into Ashley' s room. I was crouched on the floor trying to calm my girlfriend, Kali, down a bit. I tried getting a pulse in Ashley. Once I got one, it was weak. But it was hope. I took off my belt and told Carter to take off his too. I wrapped the belt around her upper arms as a tourniquet. She really meant business with her cuts. They were deep and long. She drug a single blade from the base of her wrist all the way up her vein, obviously she followed it carefully, and to her elbow. It was bleeding uncontrollably. I yelled for Taylor to get me the emergency box and told Hayes to talk to Nash. Nash was sitting on his knees, crying like a kid again, and sobbing comforting words to Ashley.

"Come on babe, you're gonna be fine. Open your eyes. OPEN THEM! I love you Ashley, you can't leave me!"

I really felt bad for him. He was losing the girl that he was so madly in love with, but no one was sure if she loved him back. All I could do was wait for the paramedics to arrive. We all just sat there, not believing what had happened. Taylor stood up, he was actually crying too.

"I'm gonna go let Jacob know guys..." He said with a tender voice. Just as he walked out, Bart ran in with an emergency kit. I could hear the sirens by then.

"What. What...." Bart stuttered. Tears welled up in his eyes, and his face filled with pain and sadness. Taylor returned.

"He didn't take it very well. He threw his phone at the wall and it shattered completely. He's crying right now and demands to see her. I told him no, him and Nash don't need to be in the same room." I missed at him.

Nash got the message. He bent down and planted a light kiss on her lips. He stood up, still crying, and went to his room. Just as we heard Nash's door close, Jacob was at the door frame. His eyes were already red and he had tear stains running down his cheeks. I looked at him and nodded my head, saying he could come in. He slowly and shakily walked to we're Nash had been sitting and sat on his knees. He reached a shaky hand out and stopped just inches from her cheek. He looked at me. I grabbed his hand and pulled it to her cheek. He started caressing her face, and warm tears slowly spilt from his eyes. He rubbed her chin with his thumb and started muttering apologetic words to her almost dead body. That's when he broke. He followed onto her chest, listening to her slowing heart beat, and even slower and shorter breathing. He started to full out bawl his eyes out. Poor guy, he didn't want her dead, he just couldn't control his anger and he hit her trigger and she went off. I'd love to say it wasn't his fault but it was. Not completely his fault, but mostly. He lifted his quivering, tear soaked face off her chest and looked at her closed eyes. She looked so peaceful. He slowly bent down and planted a long kiss on her forehead. He looked around at all of us and then silently left the room. Just then, the Paramedics came in, with Bart hot on their trail. Me, being the only one with any medical knowledge, I told them how much of what she took, my temporary fixes, her heart and breathing rate, and helped them out the door. I took one look back to Jacob's door. It was wide open. He was just sitting there, head in his hands and letting the tears fall.

"I'll call you soon Jacob. Don't do anything stupid, she'll need you when she wakes up." I don't know if he heard me, but I had to try to cheer him up. I shut the door silently and jogged to catch up to the ambulance.