Today is Christmas Eve. You've been waiting for this day to come for a long time now. When you were little, Christmas filled you with this sort of whimsical happiness and warmth. Happiness and warmth is what you need right now because lately all you are is depressed. When you were little Christmas was a carefree celebration, but now, it's a day with added stress.
You've been stressed out to the max over the last week. On top of all the stress of school, Christmas has been making life harder. You have been slowly filling up with more and more anxiety about the unhealthy food that will be served, what you might be forced to eat, who you might have to socialize with, and how to socialize properly. For the past month the only thing keeping you sane was that Jack is coming home for the holidays; however, he called and told you last night that his flight wasn't going to be able to make it.
Today, with the knowledge that tomorrow you'll have to go through Christmas with out him, you've made up a different plan. Life has just been too hard for you, and today you decided that it was too much. All the stress of the last few months and of the disappointments have all pushed you to make this last decision.
Now, you step on to the chair. You squeeze your eyes shut and take a shakily breath in. Your fingers check the knots on the rough rope one more time to ensure that they are tight. They are. Your toes are still slowly inching forward. Finally only half of your feet remain on the chair. You know this next step will be you last.
"I love you Jack. I'm sorry." you whisper to the air.
Your feet free themselves from the hard surface of the chair and you hear it tumble to the ground. The rope swings a bit, but it still stays up. The ringing in your ears start and your vision starts to go. You let yourself get lost in the sensation of your limbs going numb and your eyes see all black.
You hear beeping and machinery. Your vision's still black, but quickly you realize that's only because your eyes are closed. You flick your eyelids open and a bright white room greets you. You're in a hospital, you realize. Confused, you turn your head to try to look around. Much to your surprise to see Jack sitting in a chair beside your bed.
"Jack!" you croak.
"Oh my God, (Y/N). Oh my God, you're okay! Thank God your okay!" Jack yells as he rushes to your side.
He carefully wraps his arms around you and holds you close to him. You start crying and he starts to sob as well.
"I - I found y-you there, ( Y/ N) I was the one who found you! It was the most terrifying moment of my life. I'm so sorry (y/n). I'm so sorry! I didn't know you were upset. I love you. "
" Jack, I'm sorry. I really am. I didn't know you'd be the one to find me. I just couldn't handle all the stress and disappointment in my life, but now I realize that was the wrong choice. Because the good moments- the moments I'm with you- far out weigh the bad. I'm sorry, Jack. I wish I could have realized this before. But now I have a second chance, and I'm going to try focus on the good things in life, Jack. I love you."
"I love you too, (Y/N). Soo soo soo much. And I'm going to be here helping you focus on the good, and helping you deal with all the bad. I'm so lucky to have you and I never ever want to lose you. I love you, babe. Merry Christmas."
"Merry Christmas, Jack."
You look up into Jack's eyes and his hands cup the side of your face and then he kisses you. You smile under his lips and kiss him back.
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Author's note
I am sooooo sorry I have not updated in so long! School has been crazy busy and super hard. I'll try my hardest not to let my updates take so long in the future. I hope you all have a very nice Christmas and a relaxing break from school :)
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Depressed Magcon Imagines
FanfictionThis will be a book of magcon imagines containing themes such as self harm, eating disorders, and any other kind of mental disorder. This may be triggering.
