Jackson sat on the bathroom floor. So many thoughts flooded his brain. He looked around. He was sure he was alone. He didn't hear her voice outside the door. He didn't hear her footsteps.
He took a deep breath as he remembered the day he met her. His Lilly. They'd been together for a while now. But she'd thrown it all away for him. He'd seen them with his own two eyes. He'd seen them at the coffee house laughing and smiling. Probably about how stupid he'd been or how he didn't like coffee.
He was stupid to believe that she could ever love a guy like him. It hurt him to think of everything they had shared together. He had believed she was the one.
Jackson sighed as a tear fell down his cheek. He hated thinking about how beautiful she looked and how happy she had seemed with his best friend. He had tried to rationalize why they would be together sharing coffee.
Jackson hated coffee. Maybe that was the problem. Was she leaving him because he didn't like coffee? No, that could be right. Maybe it was part of it though. He wasn't mature enough for her. He wished she would have just told him. Instead of sneaking around behind his back. And with his best friend!
He closed his eyes and reached to his left. There it was; cold and hard in his grip. He could've learned to love coffee. He winced as he felt the cold metal split his skin. He could've learned to love coffee, but he would never learn to live without her. He had no desire to live without her. He watched as the blood gushed from his body to the floor. He was in pain, but it was nothing compared to the pain in his heart.
As his heartbeat slowed he closed his eyes. He heard footsteps and her familiar voice. But it was too late.
"Jackson doesn't suspect anything?" Cooper asked.
"Not a thing. He's really going to be surprised."
"I never thought we'd be able to pull this off. He's so nosey, but he's gonna be surprised when he walks in and sees the party we planned for him."
"I know. I can't believe we did it."
"Hey, why is the bathroom door closed?"