ch. 14

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— jack's p.o.v —

i continuously swallowed, trying to fight back the urge to burst into tears. the lump in my throat wouldn't go away. i had to be strong; i had to find jaeden.

as the midnight moon crept behind the clouds, i took a shortcut to the bridge, cutting a corner. i walked back onto the path and took a deep breath.

my trembling hands reached for the phone in my pocket. i called jaeden again, hoping he just might pick up this time.

"hey, this is jaeden. leave a m—"

with a frustrated sigh, i hung up and shoved it back into my pocket. i was scared. no—terrified. i didn't want to lose my him.

i slowly reached the bridge. my heart beat suddenly increased in speed. he had to be here.

"jaeden?" i called, my eyes searching. cars drove past in the darkness surrounding me.

my eyes landed on a boy, leaning on the railing of the bridge. relief washed through me like a tonne of waves. [ironic how he's on a bridge and there's waves hA—]

a smile crept on my face. but it quickly went away when the figure climbed on the edge of the bridge, and i started running. the stitch in my side immediately returned. "j—jaeden!"

he didn't hear me over the aggressive waves below us. panting, as i obviously wasn't fit, i was so close to reaching him—when he stretched his foot out to the sea, and let himself fall. "jaeden!" i screamed, adrenaline rushing through my veins. i got to where he once stood and looked down as the boy crashed into the rushing water. i slapped a hand onto my mouth, and let out a heart-wrenching sob. i quickly pulled out my phone and called 911.

"this is 911, what's your emergency?"

"my friend just jumped off a bridge." i spoke, my voice shaking.

"which bridge, sir?"

"[insert random bridge]."

"help is on it's way. stay calm."

"thank you. please hurry."

it felt like someone just shoved a knife into my chest and twisted it. i was tempted to jump off the bridge myself; i felt so miserable. tears streamed down my face as i dropped to the floor like a bag of bricks, waiting.

— 3rd person p.o.v—

an ambulance and a few police cars arrived not too long after the phone call. they couldn't have been fast enough. jaeden was already gone; jack was sure of it.

officers asked him a few questions—most of them he didn't know the answers to.

"do you know why he did it? was he abused or bullied?"

jack covered his face with his hands. "can you please ask me later? i'm pretty sure my friend just successfully killed himself and you're asking me why he did it."

the officer simply nodded and walked away with his notepad. jack stood there with a blank expression, blocking out the chatter amongst everyone.

after they retrieved the body, the ambulance offered jack a ride to the hospital, but he declined, not wanting to see his friend in the critical condition he was in. he knew he should've been there for jaeden. he knew he was being stupid and acting like a coward. but he couldn't bring himself to face reality.

— a few days later; jack's p.o.v —

i remember it like it'd just happened an hour ago. the way the waves hugged him as he was so close to greeting death. how they took him up the stairs to grant his death wish. he fell down those steps, life refilling his body.

i'd finally built up the courage to visit him. i regretted it as soon as i saw him, though. his face was sickly pale and he looked dead. he wasn't. he surprisingly had blood still pumping through his veins. he was in a coma.

"god dammit, jae." i whispered, sitting down in the chair next to him. the silence in the room was deafening. i tilted my head to the side as i stared at the fragile body in front of me. "what the fuck made you do this?"

the familiar, suffocating lump in my throat reappeared. i blinked several times, trying my best to ignore it. this was my fault, i knew it. if i'd just been a little faster, i would've been able to stop him. i continued to dwell on the fact that i could've saved him from a coma as my eyes watered.

the door bursted open. i swung my head to look at who had just entered the room, and my breath got stuck in my throat.

"sorry i took so long, the planes kept getting delayed."

cLifFhAnGEr!1!11!

anyway sorry this chapter is short i wanted to make this ending suspenseful idfk that makes no sense bye

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