Save Me, Ambrose

Break Up

(The picture is of who I imagined Jayden Rollins to look like; Alissa White-Gluz)
Jayden:
Wow.
I look Jaime in the eyes. Did he seriously just say that? "Seriously?"
"Yeah." Ok, so he did.
"Why?"
"I've fallen for another girl." My mouth hangs open in shock as my mind tries to process this information.
"Oh, alright. Well I guess I can officially say goodbye then."
"Wow, that's it?"
I smirk, "Did you expect me to be all 'oh Jaime, please don't break up with me,' dude, we've been dating for less than a week."
"I was just kind of expecting a bigger reaction, ya know?"
I shrug, "Well, sorry bucko. I don't do big reactions." He smirks and gives me one last hug.
"Goodbye, Jayden."
"You're still not getting a reaction from me!" he chuckles as he leaves.
I watch with a smile as the door closes, and when the door clicked, I lose my smile and lean back against the bed. I run a hand through my hair and glance at my bag. My beer and razor were in there.
My fingers itch towards it but I close my eyes and shake my head. There was no way I was going to do it. No way. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No.
I greedily grab the bag and take the beer out. I grab the shiny metal out and throw the bag across the room. I pop open the beer and take a swig, then sliding the blade across my wrist twice. I take another swig and grab my phone. I had a few texts from Leighla and Colby.
Hey, heard that Jaime broke up with you. You'll be fine, right? - Colby.
Come on home, Jayden. I have something important to tell you and Colby. - Leighla.
I stuff my phone in my back pocket and stumble towards the door. I pick my duffel bag off the floor and throw the bottle in the fridge for the next fortunate guest.
I toss the dude the hotel keys and walk out. I walk towards my car, popping open the trunk and stuffing my duffel bag in. I hop into the drivers seat and take off towards Colby and my house.
If you're wondering why I was staying at a hotel, I have an evil stepmother. Her name is Michelle Calaway. She's blonde, tan, and 15 years younger than my dad; the Undertaker.
I park in the driveway and slam the door closed. I pop the trunk open and sling it over my shoulder. I walk inside to hear yelling and I groan. Leighla turns the corner and glares at me before exiting.
"Woah, what the hell?" Colby just storms back downstairs and Leighla slams the front door. I kind of just stand there, clearly confused.
Your brother and I are OVER! I found someone who will actually treat me right. - Leighla.
Is that what this is about?
"Jayden, why is there fresh blood on your shirt?"
"Huh?" I look at the sleeves and groan, the blood had leaked through. "It's nothing."
"Mhmm."
"It is!" Colby rolls his eyes and turns towards the kitchen. I drop my bag on the ground and kick off my shoes. I throw my hair into a bun and slip onto the barstool in the kitchen. Colby slides me a plate of food but I decline. "Not hungry."
"What did you eat?"
"Food."
"What kind of food?" I shrug and look at my phone, Tyler and Darren were texting me. "Answer me, Jayden. What did you eat?"
"Restaurant food."
"Ok. Which was?"
"God, why are you asking me what I had to eat? It doesn't concern you!"
"It does concern me, Jayden! It concerns me because I know every little detail about your relapse. Your depression. Your anxiety, panic attacks, eating disorder, self harm. I know of it all! I'm worried about you!"
"I'm just not fucking hungry, alright?" I stand up and run downstairs. I knew Colby was following me so I slam my bedroom door and lock it.
"Jayden, open up. Please? I'm sorry." I plop down on my bed and stare menacingly at the ceiling. "I'm getting Jon and Tenille." I grunt in response.
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November 4, 6:16 pm: Jayden
"Jayden Sara Lopez-Calaway! Open this door right now or I'll break it down with my axe. Or I'll get crazy chick to open it!"
"I'm not crazy!"
"Sure, sure, Saraya." I could hear someone grunt in response and the beat down on my door continues. I grumble and plug in my stereo. I blast some BMTH and turn it up to max. My phone then begins to vibrate.
"Oh my god." I open it to the chat I have with my friends.
Jayden. Open. The. Door. Now. - Tenille
Nice choice of song, it's my favourite. - Saraya
Ignore Saraya. Open the door. - Tenille.
Do not ignore me! - Saraya.
Just open the damn door. - Jonathan.
I sigh and open the door just as a fist knocks me off my feet. I clutch my nose as I squeeze my eyes closed.
"Oh my god, I'm so sorry!" I open one eye and Tenille was kneeling over me. Saraya was giggling and Jon was kneeling beside me, glaring at Saraya. I give Saraya a kick and she glares at me before helping me to my feet.
"I'm really sorry, Jayden. I didn't know your door swung that way."
"You make it seem like it's gay." Tenille smiles and then gives me a stern look.
"Saraya, can you go to the weight room for a bit? Jon and I need to talk to Jayden alone."
"Umm, sure!" Saraya smiles and walks off. Tenille nods at Jon and he lifts me over his shoulder. Tenille shuts the door and locks it, standing firmly in front of it. Jon places me on the bed and crouches above me.
"Speak."
"Arf." I chuckle awkwardly but Jon and Tenille seem unamused.
"I was meaning the blood on the sleeves of your shirt. Did you expect Colby not to notice them?"
"Look, I told him it was none of his concern. Alright?"
"It is his concern! He's your older brother! Jon and I are your best friends! It's 100% our concern!" My anger gets the the best of me and I roll on to my stomach.
"Jon. Move. Now!" Tenille shouts but I had both my legs hooked under his armpits. I swing them backwards, sending him flying off the bed and crashing into the wall.
He jumps to his feet and tackles me to the ground, pinning my wrists to the floor with his hands. I brim my knees to his chest and kick him off, once again sending him into the wall. I get up this time and push Tenille out of the way and I book it down the halls and upstairs; where Colby, Leighla, Jaime and Leati were sitting.
Jaime looks at me but I just run past them and out the door of the house.
I couldn't stand it.
I get into my car and begin driving to the middle of the desert.
My car breaks down on the side of the road. I curl into a ball and begin rocking back and forth. I'm going crazy, I thought. I'm going fucking insane!
I rock back and forth until I fell asleep.