November 29, 2014
His old friends in the back of the bus laughed as he walked onto the bus. They said "fag boy" loud enough for me and the whole bus to hear. Jax kind of ignored it. He pulled out his phone and sent a text
It was to me. "Would you miss me?" was what the text said. He didn't say that. He can't already at the edge. I thought he was happy. Well I would probably cry for months if he killed himself. So I responded with "I'd you kill yourself, I would miss you so bad I would cry every day. Revenge to the football players would be my new mission, to get them too good." So hopefully that clearly states my feeling that I would dearly miss him. He is my everything now, my only happiness, nothing else is as important to me as him.
After another normal day at school we decided to walk home from school. I thought it would be romantic of us.
When we got to the end of the school property this kid named Darren jumped out of the bush. He was holding a metal thermos, it just so happened to hit my apex.
I fell down to the ground and he started kicking me. Cheering came from behind me and my boyfriend couldn't do anything.
Soon after the first strike I started coughing blood up.
Jax pushed Darren away from me.
An agonizing pain came from my back and my eyes starting blacking out.
I don't remember much after that.
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