Save Me, Ambrose

Losing It

November 15 - 10:26: Jayden
I hid in my room, squeezing my head in my hands and crying. I rock back and forth. The WWE had let me go. They fired me on national television for 'bad behaviour' and 'psychological problems'. They said I was banned from ever coming back to a show, even if I was in the audience. They called me unstable and unpredictable.
Colby hasn't called me. Jon hasn't called me. Saraya and Tenille won't answer my calls. Even Tyler has blocked me from his life. I have no one.

November 15: Colby
I check my phone for the millionth time. Jayden hasn't even tried calling me, or dad, or mom.
I pick up my phone and dial her number, placing it against my ear as it rings.
"Hello?"
"Jayden. Are you alright? Where are you?"
"I'm gonna do it."
"What? What are you gonna do?"
"I'm gonna jump."
"Jump? Jump where?"
"Off a building."
"Jayden. Where are you?"
"I'm in Frankfurt."
"Where in Frankfurt?"
"On a bridge. I don't know which one but I'm gonna jump."
"Don't do it. Please, Jayden."
"No one cares enough! No one would care if I died!" I get into my car and drive towards the main bridge.
"Yes they do. I do. Dad does. He's scared, Jayden. Why haven't you called him back? Michelle is even worried." I spot Jayden standing on the opposite side of the rail, her one arm clutched the rail, the other held her phone. "I care. Climb back over the rail and we can talk. Alright?" She turns to look at my car but her one foot slips. Her hand clutches the railing for dear life as her phone slips out of her hand. I open the door and run to her. She looks at me with scared eyes.
"I'm gonna die, Colby. There's no saving my soul now."
"Stop talking like that, Jay." I clutch her wrists as I stare into her grey eyes. "You're not going to die. I won't let that happen." She closes her eyes as she begins to cry. She bows her head and I feel someone beside me. I glance over, Jon was there.
Together we pull Jayden up and over the railing and Jon holds her close to him. He strokes her head and I notice he was crying too.
"Let's get you inside the car." Jon picks her up and he carries her to the car, to where she would finally break down and when I would notice the fresh cuts that marked her wrists.
She's lost it.
She's finally lost her mentality.