Times of Death (Jamie Campbell Bower fan fic)

Chapter 14: Die Young

(There is a picture of Cameron for you :3)

Jace's P.O.V.

The strangest thing was...when Kylie left, I didn't go after her. I knew she would be back later anyway.

I didn't even want to go search for her two hours later. I didn't care. I mean, I know I should....but I just...don't. Maybe when she comes back I should tell her things aren't working out so well.

I mean, the reason I agreed to do the mission with her was because I really wanted to know Clary was safe. Kylie had been getting sort of annoying anyway. I mean of course I love her but in a best friend or a sister kind of way. Things with her just stopped being fun. There wasn't sparks anymore.

For the past fifteen minutes, Clary and I have been searching through some old cookbooks, trying to figure out what to make for dinner. Just then, Isabelle walked in with her eyes darting around the room and then landed on the two of us.

"Oh hey. Have you guys seen Kylie? I've looked for her everywhere in the institute and I can't seem to find her." She asked, walking up next to us.

"Uh no I haven't seen her in a couple of hours." Clary answered as she jumped up to sit on the counter. "Last time we saw her she ran out of the green room and I think out to the city." I nodded along with Clary's answer.

"And neither of you thought to go after her?" She asked slightly frantic, and started to back towards the door. When Clary shrugged her shoulders, Isabelle's eyes pointed to me. She raised her eyebrows as she stared, only getting the same shrug she got from Clary. She let out a low growl and turned on her heels to the door.

"You guys are idiots. You're acting like lovestruck teenagers!" She yelled over her shoulder. We listened as her footsteps cascaded through the air, followed by a slam of the Institute door.

"We fucked up."

Cameron's P.O.V.

My leg bounced up and down as I patiently sat in the waiting room of the hospital. I shouldn't have left her alone up there. I knew something was up but I left anyway. Fucking idiotic move right there.

The back of my head had surely stopped bleeding by now but everything hurt like hell. Perks of being a werewolf: you don't get injured as easily and severely as everyone else, thank god.

I saw her sit on the edge when I got to the bottom of the Empire State Building. I tried to stealthily climb up the side high enough to catch her but that caught enough attention in itself. When she fell I wasn't thinking right. I climbed up as far as I could and jumped out to where she was.

And as if the world was going in slow motion, I reached her and wrapped myself around her body, so I thought. Turns out I didn't cover the very top of her head and when we finally reached the ground, both of our heads hit first. But when I grabbed her I think the wind got knocked out of her, bad. So she was already almost dead.

After our heads hit, we sort of bounced, and my back got the next blow. Then we rolled a bit more until we finally just stopped. Then someone called 911 and an ambulance came and took us here. They were going to try to treat me first but I told them to fuck off and pay attention to the person who was almost dead.

Then they left me here. At least a fucking bandage would've been nice. But I feel better knowing that Kylie is getting taken care of before me. That there is still a slim chance she might still live. I let my head fall into my hands as I felt a major migraine coming on.

"Excuse me sir?" A voice asked. I looked up to find a lady with a microphone and a camera crew behind her staring at me.

"Yeah?" I asked, my voice coming out more raspy than usual from not talking for at least two hours.

"Are you the man that saved the girl from the suicide attempt off the Empire State Building?" She asked, her eyes falling to my most likely bloody hair.

"That I am."

"Can I ask a few questi-" She was cut off by a nurse coming up to me.

"Bradley! I thought I told you to keep these people outta here!" She yelled over her shoulder. A tall guy immediately came over and was making the reporter and camera crew leave the premises. "You are the gentleman who brought the girl in from Empire State Building right?" I nodded and she pulled me up from my chair to stand.

"Thought so. I'm gonna fix up your head real quick and then I'm going to take you to the girl. As of right now, you are her only family." She told me. I muttered an "okay" because I didn't want to talk anymore but I was happy I could finally see Kylie.

The nurse grabbed a few little cloth things and a brown bottle. She poured the substance in the bottle on the cloth and put it next to my head.

"This is gonna sting real bad." She said, her southern accent lacing her words. Before I could even answer, she put the cloth on my wound on my head and it felt like someone was dragging a dagger down my head. I let out a yelp but she obviously didn't give a shit. After that she put some gooey stuff on it and bandages over the top of my head.

I slipped on my beanie as the lady led me to Kylie's room. When we arrived the lady stopped and turned towards me. "You're welcome to stay as long as you want. All night even. Do you know her in any way?"

"She's my best friend." I told her.

"Alright. She's in pretty bad shape. Don't make any loud noises to wake her." She said, looking away as she muttered, "if she even wakes up". I pushed past her and into the room.

There was machines around one side of the head of the bed that were in some way connected to Kylie's body. I felt tears well up in my eyes as I looked at her. All your fault, it's all your fault said the small voice running through my head. I walked to a chair and pulled it up next to her bed. It was around midnight now and I was tired as hell.

I got comfortable in the chair and grabbed Kylie's hand in my own and left a soft kiss on the top of it.

"Goodnight Kylie." I whispered and fell asleep right there.
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