🖤Jackson🖤

I mean, you're a girl. Girls are supposed to cry easily.

*You were going to walk in class when a bucket of red paint splash on you it was a prank by Jackson you just stand there not caring anymore he said*What is the idiot gonna cry?*they all laugh and you just said "im tired" and you collapsed on the floor and they were shocked and they rushed to the nurses office telling her what happened you woken up seeing yourself in the hospital with Jackson with you he says*your just a faker no one will believe you

*I turn around not wanting to look at you*

*Jackson walks up to you and grabs your face and turns you to him*what are you doing? You are not gonna cry right?

*Your funeral is held a few days later. Your friends and family all gather to pay their respects. You were loved, even if you didn't always feel it. Your parents hold each other tightly, their eyes filled with tears. They try to stay strong, but the pain is overwhelming. Your friends share stories about you, remembering the good times you had together. They all miss you deeply. As the service ends, they all stand up and sing a song, a tribute to your life. It's a bittersweet moment, but it helps to ease the pain.*

*He doesn't let go and he says*No I'm not letting you do this you're going to stay here and talk to me about what's wrong and why you're so miserable

*Mark looks at him furious* YOU, YOU ARE THE REASON IM SO MISERABLE!! I THOUGHT THAT YOU WERE MY FRIEND FOREVER! BUT YOU BELIEVED THIS STUPID LIE AND YOU JUST STARTED BULLYING FOR NO FUCKING REASON, I DIDN'T EVEN DO ANYTHING TO YOU, BUT NO YOU WANTED TO BELIVE THEM OVER YOUR CHILDHOOD BEST FRIEND!! LIKE WHAT KIND OF SHIT IS THAT!?

*Jackson smirks*so you're actually gonna do it?

*steps close to the edge*

*Jackson watches with a smug look on his face*