Escaping Death (a jock story)

Shut Them Up For Good

Jo's POV

I drove in my dads car all the way to the mountain side. The view was beautiful. There was a small barrier to keep people from driving off. I got to the turn I turned the wrong way. I drove off the mountain and crashed into the river. The car was trashed to pieces and I was floating. I closed my eyes and smiled. Finally I'm free.

Beep Beep Beep

Everyday when I woke up I'd be mad that I wasn't dead. Every night I went to bed hoping to die and I'd wake up angry for still breathing. When my team and I got home no one asked how I was or if I was okay. It was always 'so when are you going back' or 'Wow she failed'. Coming home basically put a red dot on my forehead and meant I was a failure. The church pressured me and a lot of others to be the perfect missionaries and I wasn't. I couldn't do anything right. Who could love this screw up. Knowing I failed spiraled me into depression.

I tried to hide it from my family by reflecting their positive energy. But when they left I was an empty shell. There was a weight in my chest that only got heavier larger and harder to carry. Just being alive was painful. Andy foot pain well I found out that the tendons in my feet were tearing and becoming inflamed. I was told to not walk on inclines or my feet would get worse. I couldn't get around the house without falling and crying from the pain.

But it wasn't just my physical pain. The voices in my head they kept telling me I was a failure. I messed up. I made a big mistake and I was a mistake. And no matter what I did they didn't shut up. They wouldn't keep quiet. Everyday they'd tell me I failed I'm a screw up. So one day I decided I didn't want to get better I just wanted to be dead. So March 14 Friday morning at five a.m I took my dads car and drove to the mountain side road. My plan was to drive off of it and fall into the river.

My family didn't know, nobody in my church knew, no one at my school knew. No one knew what I was doing. I got to the turn and went over the mountain side. I landed in the river my dads car in pieces. Finally I'm free.

"Is she okay?" I heard someone ask. Huh? I slowly fluttered my eyes open and saw a light in my eyes. I slowly sat up and looked around. "Well she's alive but your car didn't survive." A voice said. "Who cares about the d*mn car? Where is our sister?" Then it hit me. I was in the hospital and the voices were my family talking to the doctor. Great my suicide plan was a bust. I looked at the door and saw my family walking in. "JoJo you're okay." My dad smiled. "Wait what happened?" I asked. "Well you drove off the mountain side road and crashed. Lucky for us someone saw and called 911." My oldest brother Mason explained.

I looked back at the door and saw Brick Lightning and Scott all standing at the door smiling. "Who was it?" I asked. "Someone Brick McArthur I think." My dad told me. I was shocked. Brick saved me? But why? But when I think about it I'm glad I didn't die.

Yay another chapter. So next chapter will be more about jock and the true message in the story. I hope you all like this story. If there is anything I can work on let me know. Until next chapter BYEE!!