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This my "little" short story I'm doing for my Lit class, let meh if you like it =]
btw, It will take a long time to read.

Why?
The alarm kept buzzing in my ear, bothering my sleep. It was starting to get really annoying. BEEP. BEEP. BEEP. I pressed the snooze button and got out of bed. I hate waking up early for school, but I have to, everyday to walk to school. I walked down the hallway to the bathroom two doors down from my bedroom. My wrinkled Mayday Parade shirt and my plaid shorts were all I had on. I don’t like being an only child. All of my memories are depressing and always make me cry; I cry a lot though. I don’t like talking about them. I went in the bathroom and turned on the shower. I stripped my clothes off and went inside. The water was cold, ice cold. The water looked like tiny crystals from the way they sparkled. I cupped my hands, and watched the crystals fall in my hands. The water began to overflow in my hands, so I dropped it. The water drained with the rest of them. Flowing away into the hole. Such a thing that is so beautiful, that it had to drain away like the others. So sad and very depressing. I finished washing myself and then turned off the shower. I got out of the shower and wrapped a towel around my skinny body. I walked in front of the bathroom mirror and looked at my reflection.
My name is Becca or Rebecca Harrison. My long, layered Blue Black and Red hair was glistening, due to my shower. My age is sixteen and I’m in High School, the Tenth grade to be exact. There’s nothing much to do in High school but eat, work, and fool around. I’m emo so I don’t really eat, or fool around. I keep a distance from the crowd and refuse to stand out like everyone else. I stay with my friends in one place, and do as I always do. Listen to music, read a book, write something, or just sit there and stare at people playing around; they look like fools. I dried myself and applied my mascara and Chap Stick to myself. My towel kept falling, so I brought it up again. I picked up my light blue toothbrush and spread a little Colgate on the brushes. It was like a tiny white dot. I turned on the cold water and made it go all over the toothbrush. When I brought it to my mouth, the feeling was icy cold. I didn’t mind and kept brushing my teeth. I heard a knock on the door. I bet it was my mum.
“The door’s open!” I yelled to her after spitting out the foamy toothpaste.
“Okay” She answered me.
She opened the door to see me brushing my teeth. Mum knew that I needed my privacy, but she was a parent; she just can’t help it. I looked into her crystal blue eyes, the ones I had inherited from her. I broke the glance to spit out the foamy toothpaste again. I cupped my hands under the water spout and brought the water to my mouth. I put the icy crystal water in my mouth and swished it around for a little bit. I spit it out and saw a lot of red mixed with the water. I knew it was blood; I always brush my teeth rough enough for blood to come out. It’s not as bad as cutting myself, which I still do from time to time, even though Mum and her boyfriend have no idea.
“Becca, hurry up or you will be late for school” Mum assured me.
“I know, I know” I sighed.”At least I go to school.”
“I want you to get to school early and safely, and on time. Why don’t you go on the bus anymore?” She asked with a puzzled look on her face.
“The bus is always crowded, Mum” I told her.” And it always shows up late, it also passes my bus stop a lot.”
“Really?” She said “Well okay, then just make sure you’re not late.”
“Okay.” I nodded and walked passed her. She was smiling at me and I smiled back at her. I began to hear a familiar voice. It was Mum’s boyfriend, George. He was downstairs, on the phone talking to someone. I didn’t really care what George was doing because I’m not that fond of him to tell the truth.
I hurried to my room to get ready. I closed the door and locked it so no one could open it. I noticed that I did not have a lot of time left to get ready so I hurried up and dried my hair, which was still wet. I tried to clear my mind and continued to change. I wore my faded black jeans, my Escape The Fate T-Shirt, and my Kurt Cobain Converse. I quickly got my coat that was the brand, “Self Esteem.” It’s purple and has a zebra pattern. Right before I left my room, I grabbed my Jeffree Star messenger bag and threw the baby blue strap over my shoulder. It was black with a picture of an ice cream cone and the words, “So Sweet!” on it.
I unlocked my door and started walking down the stairs. George was still on the phone and Mum was watching an episode Britain’s Got Talent that she had recorded from the night before. I stopped halfway down the stairs, and remembered that I forgot something. I quickly ran back to my room and went under my bed. My arm was searching for my little Invader Zim lunchbox, that I hide many things in. My hand felt the box, and I pulled it out. I opened up the lunchbox to find six razors, all of them covered in blood, and the blood was mine. I put on my fingerless gloves that go halfway up my arm, and grabbed a razor, that I put in my pocket. I quickly hid my box, ran downstairs, gave Mum a kiss on the cheek and got out of the house.
I walked one block, but stopped when I saw one of my mates, Jessie Snow, an sXe (straightedge), preppy emo, and energetic girl. Jessie had black, blonde, and pink hair, and wore a black and pink bow, black and pink skinnies (to match her bow), a NeverShoutNever! Tee, a black and pink plaid jacket, and pink plaid converse. I stared at her multicolored hair and said, “Whoa! What did you do to your hair? Yesterday it was just black and blonde.”
“Oh this?” Jessie pointed to her pink hair.”I was just experimenting with pink hair dye. But forget that, did you hear that the house next door to Brandt’s sold?” Brandt is another one of my mates; we have known each other since Kindergarten and have always been there for each other. I was even there for Brandt when his parents threatened to kick him out of his house.
“Really? To who?” I really wanted to know; I don’t want anything to happen to Brandt, he was a very important mate to me.
“I don’t know” Jessie paused, “but Brandt told me that they have a son our age and that he’s going to go to our school.”
“Lovely.” For the rest of the walk to school we talked about the past concerts we had gone to and listened to my iPod. We were blasting You Me At Six and when ‘Gossip’ came on, we started singing it off-key, and every time someone had looked at us weird we would laugh. When we got to the school, we looked for Brandt and this “new kid”. We found Brandt talking to some kid, I wasn’t sure who he was, but I thought he was very cute.
“Ello Brandt!” I yelled. Brandt jumped, and Jessie started laughing because of that.
I started laughing too and said, “Ha! You looked like you were about to wet yourself, Champ.”
“That’s not funny Becca, you really scared me!” Brandt sighed.”Whatever, Oh yeah! This is my new neighbor, his name is Jamon.” I stared at Jamon; he had long (up to his shoulders), shaggy black and Blonde hair, dark eyes, and he was wearing black skinnies, converse, a You Me at Six tee…. the whole bunch. He looked like a regular emo guy.
“Umm. Hi my name is Jamon. Jamon Evans.” He sounded very nervous.
“Hi, I’m Becca Harrison!” I paused and looked at Jessie. I nudged her “Well?”
“Oh yeah, the name’s Jessie Snow.”
Brandt walked up to me”Um, Becca I have two tests today, and so can you give Jamon a tour of the school?”
“Why me? I have a project due today” I didn’t want to sound rude “I would do it if I didn’t have a project due today.”
Brandt paused. “You’ll get a free day if you show Jamon around, then you have an excuse to hand in the project tomorrow or you could just hand it in now. Come on Becca, please!”
Brandt smiled at me, with that smile he uses to make people change their minds. I sighed “Fine, I’ll do it.” Brandt hugged me “Thank you Becca! I owe you one!” Then Brandt and Jessie ran to 1st period when the bell rang.
Now I was in the hallway with Jamon. Alone. There was an awkward silence at first then I broke it by speaking “So, Jamon did you get your schedule yet?”
“My schedule um…no” He still looked nervous.
“Okay, I guess we’ll start by getting your schedule, since you so DON’T need that for your classes.” I paused and looked up at Jamon (Jamon’s taller than Becca), “Hey, why do you look nervous? It’s okay I don’t bite…much…just kidding!”I laughed and Jamon started laughing too. “See! It’ll be okay nothing’s going to happen to you, okay?”My arm was around him, and he was staring at my arm.
“Umm...Okay”
I took Jamon to the office to get his schedule and the receptionist said it would be fine if I showed him around the school.
“So, let’s take a look!”
“At what?”
I started to laugh “Your schedule, stupid!”
“Oh yeah!” Handing the schedule to me.
I stared at his schedule for a minute, and then my eyes lit up “Cool!” I half-yelled.
“What happened?!” Jamon started to seem interested.
“We have the same schedule, same classes, homeroom…everything!” I smiled.
“Okay, now that we have your schedule, let’s start the tour.”
A couple hours passed, and now it was lunch. Finally. When Jamon and I were walking to the table in the back, I noticed people looking.
A lot of people were whispering and saying things like, “Look the emo chick’s got a boyfriend.” I could care less, but I noticed that Jamon’s face turned red.
When we got to the table Jessie and Brandt were there already arguing about which singer in Escape The Fate was better. After they stopped arguing, Jessie and I started asking Jamon questions. A lot of questions. There were questions like “Where in the UK did you live in before?”, “What’s your favorite color?”, “What’s your favorite band?”, and “What are your hobbies?” It turned out that Jamon and I had a lot in common. I mean A LOT.
I saw Jessie smirk and knew what she was going to do; she was going to get Brandt mad; Jessie started to ask the question, “Hey, Jamon, which singer do you like better in escape The Fate?” Before Jamon could answer the question I whispered in his ear “Don’t answer it, Jessie’s only asking you to annoy Brandt.”He looked at me, and then said “Okay.”
After talking and eating (I only ate a couple of Jamon’s French fries), Jamon and I continued with our tour of the school. When it was about the time for 7th period, I figured that I should give my project to my teacher now. I had to explain to Jamon what I was doing so he wouldn’t be confused. “Hey Jamon, hold on for a minute I have to give a project to my Spanish class, I’ll introduce you to the teacher when we’re in there, okay?” I looked at him waiting for an answer, “Sure.”
We walked down the hall, and when we got to the Spanish classroom, I knocked on the door. After I gave the Spanish teacher my project, I introduced her to Jamon and told her that I was giving him a tour of the school and that was why I wasn’t in class.
Even when we were in the classroom, a lot of students (mostly preps) were making the same “look the emo chick’s got a boyfriend” comment as they did in the cafeteria. The teacher shushed the students, and continued to talk to us. After a couple of minutes, I told her that we had to finish the tour. After showing the whole school to Jamon, we sat in the courtyard talking, to get to know each other better. I told Jamon about Mum and George, that I cut myself, and that I’m not as happy as I look. Jamon seemed to understand, which made me happy. It turned out that that he has a worse life than me. Jamon’s mum doesn’t like him and wants to kick him out of their house, and that his older sister always calls him a demon and wants him to die; Jamon told me that his sister had tried to kill him many times. I felt so bad for Jamon that I started to cry and hugged him.
When I stopped hugging Jamon I looked up and saw that he was blushing. “Aww! Jamon you’re blushing!” He turned brighter red and turned his head. I smiled and laughed. “It’s okay. It looks really cute!” Jamon was still blushing and his head was still turned. I looked in a mirror to make sure my makeup didn’t mess up when I cried. It turned out that my mascara ran, so I cleaned my face and applied more mascara and fixed my eyeliner.
As soon as I fixed my makeup the bell rang. Jamon and I waited for Brandt and Jessie, so we could all walk together. I sat on the bench in the courtyard watching for Brandt and Jessie. Jamon sat next to me and started talking to me.
“Umm.Becca thanks for wasting you r time helping me.”
“It wasn’t a waste of my time. I had fun, Jamon, you are also very nice.”
“Thanks.Umm, do you have a cell phone and can you text?”
I said with a puzzled face,”Um. Yes to both. Why?”
“Well, I was wondering if I could have your number so we could talk…” Jamon’s face was starting to turn red.
“Oh sure. Here give me your hand and I’ll write my number, then I’ll give you my phone so you can put your number, okay?”
“Okay.”
I took Jamon’s hand and wrote my name with a heart at the end (it looked like this “Becca Harrison <3) then wrote my number. Then I gave Jamon my Vu so he could put in his number.
I heard a familiar voice say,”Aww. You guys are exchanging numbers! How cute!” I jumped when I saw Brandt and Jessie.
Brandt ran up to me and said,” Yes! I got back at you!”
“Yeah, yeah Brandt, but you still owe me one.”
“Oh yeah.”
When we were walking, we decided to go down to the park. The park has a lake so people go there to swim when it’s hot outside. When we got to the park we put our bags next to the swings; Jamon and I stayed by the swings, and Brandt and Jessie started to chase the ducks. Jamon and I watched Brandt and Jessie and laughed at how stupid they looked. We were also sharing my headphones from my iPod. I was singing along to ‘Now Your Gone’ by Basshunters when, out of nowhere, Jamon kissed me. My eyes grew huge, and I started to kiss him back. After a minute, he stopped and blushed, “I’m sorry.”
“Um. It’s okay.” My face grew hot and when I looked in my mirror, I saw that my face was bright red. All embarrassed, we sat in the swings quietly, and waited until Brandt and Jessie were done chasing the ducks. When Brandt and Jessie were done playing around they walked up to us, out of breathe. We waited for them to get their breathe back, and then continued our walk to our homes. Brandt and Jessie were acting all loud and obnoxious, and when I looked over at Jamon he was quiet and staring at his feet, blushing. We got to the stop sign, and took our separate ways; Jessie and I turned right and Brandt and Jamon turned left. I waited until we were half way up the road, and then told Jessie what had happened between me and Jamon at the park.
“He did what?! Oh My God! Wow Becca!”
“I know...”
“Well?”
“Well what?”
“Well, do you like him?”
“…. Yeah I think, kinda”My face was getting hot again.
“Aww. That’s so cute”
When we got to the door of my house, Jessie sighed and said, “Well, talk to you later, Becca; see ya.”
“See ya” I opened the door, and saw that the house was empty. “Mum and George are probably at work still” I said to myself. I went up to my room, and shut the door. I dropped my bag on the floor, and lay on my bed, looking at the ceiling. I logged on to my computer and checked my MySpace, after I checked my messages, I decided to log on to my aim.
xXBrandtXx <3Jessie<3 and Becca666 logged on
xXBrandtXx: hey
<3Jessie<3: yo (:
Becca666: Ello champs=]
xXBrandtXx: soo what are you guys doing?
<3Jessie<3: homework ):
Becca666: I’m just thinking about something?
xXBrandtXx: Something or someone?
Becca666: …someone
xXBrandtXx: OOH! Who?!
<3Jessie<3: it’s probably Jamon
Becca666: Jessie SHUT UP!!
<3Jessie<3: What? :/
xXBrandtXx: Wait, Wait. Hold on, what happened?
<3Jessie<3: Becca, you want to tell, or should I tell?
Becca666: I’m not going to talk, you tell
<3Jessie<3: okay, then I’ll say this in the easiest way. Jamon kissed Becca at the park
xXBrandtXx: Whoa! Kissed?!
NeverShoutJamon!: hi
Becca666: Who is this?
NeverShoutJamon!: Jamon, can’t you tell from my name? 
Becca666: …oh yeah, I feel stupid
NeverShoutJamon!: it’s okay
xXBrandtXx: hey, we were just talking about you Jamon
<3Jessie<3: Brandt, shut up, idiot!
NeverShoutJamon!: what were you guys saying?
xXBrandtXx: that Becca loves you (;
Becca666: BRANDT!!!
NeverShoutJamon!: wait…LOVE?
Becca666: Umm…
Becca666 and NeverShoutJamon! logged out
<3Jessie<3: Brandt you idiot
<3Jessie<3 and xXBrandtXx logged out
I never felt so humiliated in my life. Well…at least he knows. But now he probably won’t ever talk to me ever again.
<3Jessie<3 and NeverShoutJamon! Logged on
<3Jessie<3: hey sorry about Brandt, he’s out of control
NeverShoutJamon!: it’s ok, don’t worry about it. I kind of feel the same way ^-^
<3Jessie<3: O.O….
NeverShoutJamon!: ….haha
Becca666 logged on
<3Jessie<3 logged off
NeverShoutJamon!: I have to go, bye
Becca666: wait, don’t leave me….
NeverShoutJamon! logged off
Becca666: here crying
Becca666 logged off
The next day, I got up, took a shower and put red hair extensions in with a Hello Kitty bow. I put on an Owl City Tee, which was a little small and showed a little bit of my stomach; and put on my white skinnies with paint all over them, and my neon colored DC’s. I love those shoes.
When I was done my mum came in, “Want a ride to school?”
“Sure”
“Okay, hurry up”
“Okay, I’m done anyway”
“Okay” I got in the blue 1992 Lincoln Navigator and stared out the window.
“Sweetie, are you okay?”
“Yeah, I’m fine”
“You sure”
“Mhmm…”
I got to school, kissed my mum on the cheek and got out. I saw Brandt, Jessie, and Jamon.
“Hey guys” I said.
Jessie jumped/hugged me, Brandt kissed my cheek and said, “Good morning, love”, and Jamon just stared at me (It figures, and I wasn’t surprised).The bell rang.
“Class, we have a new student, and she’s from America” everyone sounded amazed, “her name is Mckenna Black.”
All of a sudden, this girl walks in. She was skinny, and had black hair and with long extensions in her hair. She was wearing an Escape The Fate Tee with black skinnies and white vans; her bag was blue and had food on it. She was pretty.
“Are you Mrs. Amanda, and is this Chemistry?”Her voice was sweet, and different.
“Yes it is, now why don’t you tell the class about yourself.”
“Um, Okay. I’m Mckenna Black. I’m from America, I’m 16. I’ve never been to the UK, and I moved up here because of my dad’s job.”
“Well, that sounds lovely. Class, please let Mckenna feel welcome.”
She sat down in a desk in the way back of the room, she looked scared.
Jessie went up to her, “Hi, I’m Jessie”
“I’m Mckenna”
“You have a cool accent”
“Accent?”
“Yeah, here Americans are the ones with the accents.”
AT the corner of my eye, I saw Jamon looking at her, I laughed. Jessie and Mckenna came over by Me, Brandt, and Jamon. Brandt shook her hand and kissed it, “I’m Brandt.”
“It’s very nice to meet you.”
Jamon shook her hand, “I’m Jamon.”
“Nice to meet you.”
I shook her hand “I’m Becca.”
“That’s a very pretty name.”
“Thank you.” She was nice.
“Want me to show you around the town?”Jamon asked her.
“That would be awesome.”
“Oh, her accent is so cool!”Jessie yelled, and Mckenna and I laughed.
“You guys want to come over later to help me unpack?”
“I’d love to.” Of course Jamon was the 1st to answer.
“I can’t I have plans with my family later?”I told her.
“Neither can I, I’m grounded.” Jessie said.
“I’m going over to my boyfriend’s house” Brandt said.
“Oh my gosh? Are you gay or bi?” Mckenna asked.
“I’m bi”
“Really, so am I!”
“Really!” Jessie yelled.
“Yup!”
“That’s so cool!”Jessie yelled, again.
The bell rang, and we were out of school.
When Mckenna got home, she said,”Hey mom, one of my guy friends is coming over to help me unpack.”
“Okay.”
An hour and a half passed by and Jamon was over; the door bell rang. “I got it mom”. She opened the door. ”Hey Jamon.”
“Hello.”
“Come in, come in”
“Thank you.”
“Well, here we are. Home sweet Worcestershire home”
Jamon laughed, “Well, are you ready for me to show you around?”
“Yup, let me go change.”
“Alrighty then”
Mckenna dashed upstairs, straightened her hair, put in a little pink Hello Kitty bow, put eyeliner on, got a 3OH!3 tee on, and short black shorts with neon colored high tops.”Alright mom, I’m out.”
“Okay, have fun honey!”
“Ready to go, Mckenna?”
“Yup.”
Jamon gave Mckenna a big smile, grabbed her hand, and ran out the door.
"And here we are the best mall in Worcs (Worcestershire)"
"It’s huge"
"Yup, it’s the perfect hang out place"
"In America they don’t have mall this big"
"Do you miss America?"
"Yeah I do I’m not used to it up here, and I kinda hope that I go back and take you guys with me" McKenna sat down in front of the pink roses that made her think of home and how her mom loved to plant roses in front of their house to make it smell pretty. Jamon sat down next to her.
"So what it like in America?"
"It’s beautiful, where I lived was amazing, the beach was so perfect clear seas, cute guys and girls lived there...I had to break up with my boyfriend because I moved here" Mckenna looked down Jamon put his hand on hers.
"McKenna, look at me “She looked at him.
"I’m so sorry I really am"
McKenna stood up and screamed "THEY SAID IM SORRY WHEN MY DAD RAPED ME! THEY SAID IM SORRY WHEN HE LEFT US WITH NOTHING! THEY SAID IM SORRY WHEN I MOVED UP HERE!!"She fell down and cried.
"I had to say sorry when I left him...”
Jamon was speechless he wrapped his arms around her and held her tight.
Mckenna stood up and whipped her tears away "Don’t worry about it Jamon...that was the past"
"The past! Mckenna they didn’t do anything about it.”
She threw her hands up in the air "I know...but still it’s the past."
Jamon tried changing the subject "Tell me about yourself Mckenna"
"Well...I’m 16, Bi, I love to act sing and dance in theater, and I’m hyper when I’m around my friends. I love my hair. Neon colors catch my eye. I love horses and I used to run cross country...how about you?"
"Well I’m Jamon, 17, straight, my older sister and Mum hate me, my dad lost his job, I used to live in London, and I love neon colors. “
When Jamon and Mckenna got to Mckenna’s house, Jamon stopped in front of her house.
Mckenna stopped at her doorstep, “Hey, don’t you want to come in for a little bit?”
Jamon kept looking at his phone, without looking up he said,”Um, sorry I can’t, I’ll see you tomorrow though.”
“Okay, then see you tomorrow.”
“I’ll text you.” He waved bye, then walked to his house.
I was lying on my bed reading Nick and Norah’s Infinite Playlist, when I heard something hit my window. I looked out my window, and saw Jamon in my yard, holding his phone in hand and tiny pebbles in the other. I rolled my eyes and closed my curtains.
“Come on, Becca can you at least talk to me!” I heard him yell from outside. I ignored him and went back to my book. I was interrupted again, but this time it was by my phone. I looked at the screen and it said Jamon. I hung up the phone, and put in my headphones, so I wouldn’t get interrupted again.
The next day, I got up, took a shower, brushed my teeth, the normal routine. I applied my mascara, put blonde extensions in my hair and put on a blue bandana. I put on a blue We The Kings tee, white skinnies, and my blue, white, and pink DC’s. As soon as I finished getting dressed, Mum came into my room, “Do you want another ride to school today, Becca?”
“No, its okay Mum, I’m going to walk with Jessie today.”
“Oh, okay then.” She left my room quietly, and went downstairs to the kitchen. I quickly got my things: my bag, IPod, jacket, and one Razor; then ran out the door.
I met up with Jessie at the end of our block, and we started to walk to school. I tried act like nothing was wrong with me, but Jessie seemed to notice,”Hey, what’s up with you?”
“It’s nothing.” I tried to not look her in the eyes.
“There is too something wrong now talk Becca!” Jessie looked really mad; I didn’t want her to be any angrier so I answered her.
I sighed, “It’s Jamon, he’s always hanging around Mckenna, and I don’t like it.”
“Ah, jealous are we?”
“I’m not jealous!”
“Becca, you’re jealous, I can tell, you don’t hide it that easily.”
“Okay, so what if I am, it probably doesn’t matter to him.”
“Of course it does, he likes you.”
I blushed, “What? How do you know?”
“On that day we were on aim and that idiot Brandt told him you liked him, I went on before you got on and told Jamon sorry about Brandt, and he told me that he felt the same way about you.”
“Oh, um… okay, well whatever, I don’t care anymore.”
“..Okay.”
We got to school, and met up with Brandt, Mckenna, and Jamon. Brandt greeted us with the usual, “Morning, love” and kiss us on the cheek or hand, Mckenna hugged us, and Jamon gave Jessie a high five and tried to give me a hug, but I backed away. Jessie gave me a look and I said, “I don’t care anymore.”
Jessie tried to talk to me again but I backed up and said, “I’m going to my locker; I need to get my books, okay see ya later.”
I heard Brandt say, “What’s up with her?”, then Jessie slap him. Jamon was calling me and trying to keep up with me. I got to my locker, but tried to get away from him still, he grabbed my hand and pulled me toward him.
“Becca, why won’t you talk to me?”
I kept my head turned and didn’t looked at him at all.
“Becca, please! Did I do something wrong? Please talk to me!”
I turned my head and looked him in the eyes, “Why are you even bothering to talk to me, why don’t you talk to Mckenna since you love her so much!”
He dropped my hand, “What? Was it because I was hanging out with Mckenna for a while, were you jealous Becca?”
“It doesn’t matter to me anymore, okay?! I don’t care anymore! I DON’T CARE ABOUT YOU OR ANYONE ELSE ANY MORE, OKAY!!”
Jamon looked at the ground, he face was all sad and he looked like he was going to cry, “Okay, I’ll text you later then Becca.”
I stood in front of my locker for a minute then I saw in head the look on Jamon’s face, the way he looked like he was about to cry. I started to cry; I couldn’t believe it, I yelled at Jamon, I’ve never yelled at anyone before. I was sitting on the floor when Jessie and Brandt went up to me.
Jessie was right next to me,”Becca, what happened? Why are you crying?”
I hugged Jessie, “I yelled at Jamon, I’ve never yelled at anyone before, especially not someone I care about a lot.”
I was still hugging Jessie, and heard Brandt say, “I’m going to look for Jamon, to see if he’s okay.”
Jessie looked up at him, “Okay”, she paused,” Oh hey, Mckenna.”
Mckenna looked at me, “What happened? Why is Becca crying?”
Jessie answered her, “She yelled at Jamon, and she really cares about him.”
Mckenna hugged me, “I’m sorry Becca, I know how that is to get in a fight with someone you really like, I’ve been in the same situation, just don’t do anything stupid okay?”
Brandt ran back to us, “Jamon just left the school.”
Jessie paused then looked at me, “I t think you should go home too, Becca.”
I stopped hugging her, ‘Okay.”
Mckenna and Jessie looked at each other, “We’ll walk you home.”
I whipped away my tears, “Thanks guys.”
When we got to my house, Jessie and Mckenna hugged me and told me that they would call me to check up on me and make sure I wouldn’t do anything stupid. I opened the door to my house and saw that no one was home. I sighed and went upstairs. The only place where I wanted to be was my room; I went in my room, closed the door, and then lay on my bed. I looked at my phone, and called Jamon. He never picked up, and I called him again and again. I probably called about 66 times, and every time all I said, “Jamon, please pick up the phone, I’m sorry for yelling at you, please don’t do anything stupid!”
He still didn’t pick up; I started sending him texts to see if he would answer, but he never did. I logged on to aim to see if he was on, he wasn’t on; I checked my MySpace, he wasn’t on there either. I kept saying to myself, “Jamon, please, please don’t do anything stupid, I don’t want anything to happen to you; I love you too much.”
I sat in front of the computer for hours; it didn’t seem like hours though, because the next think I knew, Jessie was calling me to see if I was okay, and if she, Brandt, and Mckenna could come over to check on me. I told them yes, and when they got to me house they helped comfort me again. Brandt told me that he tried calling Jamon and he never picked up.
“I know, I called him 66 times and he never picked up one”
They stayed with me for four hours, and then left because their families were getting worried about them. When they left, I lay on my bed and cried myself to sleep.
I woke up the next day, with a voicemail on my phone, I listened to it; It was Jamon. It said, “Hey Becca its Jamon, its okay I forgive you so you can stop saying sorry. I could never hate you for any reason, I love you too much. Please stop worrying about me, I’m fine, okay? Bye and I love you.”I checked when the message was sent. 12 pm. Why would he call me at midnight and why did he say, ‘bye’, usually he says, ‘talk to you later’; it all confused me. I called his phone and he didn’t pick up. I thought to myself, “He must be asleep still, or he’s getting ready.”
I continued with my daily routine, and then went to get dressed. I wore a Bring Me The Horizon tee, which I borrowed from Jamon, gray skinnies, and black knee high converse. Mum came in my room, asking the usual question, if I wanted a ride to school. I told her okay, and then went to grab my things.
I went into the car, and stared out the window, looking at the gloomy sky. When we got to my school, I kissed Mum on the cheek and went to see my mates. I walked into Chemistry but only saw Jessie, Brandt, and Mckenna. We all greeted each other, but we knew something wasn’t right.
“Where’s Jamon?” was the first thing I said.
Brandt answered me, “I don’t know”
We sat there quiet for a minute, and then started talking about music to lighten the mood; it didn’t work though. Mrs. Amanda was about to start the class, but our director, Director Olivers came into room. He looked sad.
Mrs. Amanda asked, “What’s wrong, Sir?”
Director Olivers looked up, “I’m sorry to say that your student, Jamon Evans, passed away this morning.”
Mrs. Amanda’s eyes grew huge, “Oh dear.”
As soon as I heard what Director Olivers said, I started crying. Some of the preppy kids looked sad; others did nothing and just stared at Director Olivers. Brandt asked how Jamon died.
The Director paused,” He was found by his parent’s in his room, with blood all over his arms and he had a razor by him, they say he cut himself until he died.”
I couldn’t believe it; Jamon killed himself because of me. I couldn’t stop crying; Jessie and Mckenna were right next to me, trying to comfort me, and Brandt went over to talk to Mrs. Amanda. She looked in my direction, and approached me, Jessie, and Mckenna. She asked if I was okay, and Jessie answered that I was crying because of Jamon’s death. Mrs. Amanda looked at me, and told me to go home because she knew I was depressed.
Jessie, Brandt, and Mckenna walked me to my house, and said bye to me. I went into my house, and up to my room. I looked for things to do, but everything reminded me of Jamon; all I could do was cry. I couldn’t take it anymore, I was so depressed, and I couldn’t live without Jamon. Everyone says that he person you love would want you to live for them, but I’m different from those people, they have families that love them, I don’t, I only lived for Jamon, and he only lived for me, but since I crushed him, he ended his life.
There was this huge pain in my chest, where was this pain from you said? It was from my heart, it knew that I was in so much pain and that I had no reason to live anymore. I didn’t know what to do to take away the pain, so I did the first thing that came to my mind. I went down the to the kitchen and got my mum’s basket of prescription drugs. I opened the containers, and started to take them. I kept taking, and taking them. I knew I would die, everyone knows that you would die overdosing on prescription drugs. When my heart stopped beating, I knew I was done. People say that they would be sad when they die, but I was happy because I knew I would be with Jamon, that was the only thing that was important to me. My story doesn’t have a happy ending, because there are no happy endings in life; I never had any, I always thought of everything in a negative, that nothing good ever happens. Even though I say this, I know that the only happy ending that I’ll have is when I see Jamon again because I know we’ll be together forever and ever.