A/N: Thanks to BackToReality for answering my author's note question :)

BUT: I'm sorry if it irritates you, but I might switch POV's through the chapter(s)... sorry if that bugs you

*Kim's POV*

Naturally, when I saw Jack running towards the pier, I followed him.

"I'm not going to jump," He called to me. I quickly ran to his side.

"Oh, okay," I stuttered out. Look to me to be nervous at this time. "I still wanna come with you." I stated plainly.

Jack gave me his classic look, but put his arm around me and leaned against my shoulders. "Then you're helping me walk!"

*No one's POV*

Everyone saw Jack and Kim go to the pier. Everyone thought they were just another teenage couple on a date. Nobody saw their pain and secrets.

As they approached the pier, Jack began to lean more and more on Kim. She finally sat them down at the edge of the pier, feet barely skimming the top of the water. Jack leaned his head on Kim's and let the waterworks flow.

He cried for a while, and then quickly stood up. He teetered for a moment, having stood up too fast. Kim stood up and took his hands.

"This may be the wrong time and place, but I love you Jack. If you ever decide to jump, I'm jumping with you." Kim said softly.

Jack sniffled. He then leaned in and kissed Kim. It wasn't a short peck, or a long makeout session, but a short and sweet kiss that explained everything. "My grandfather expects me," He whispered quietly. He started to slowly jog, but you could tell he was limping and in pain.

The two had barely made it halfway across the pier when an angered figure appeared from the bushes. It knocked Kim and Jack over and pushed them into the water. The figure ran away almost immediatly.

Kim's hand suddenly went limp in Jack's. He looked at her the best he could. Blood was dripping out of her head. Her arms were also cut. She must've hit it on the side of the pier. Jack thought.

He took Kim's arm and torso and dragged her the best he could through the water. He could feel the strength leaving his legs with every kick. His arms got weaker and weaker until he wasn't sure if he could swim anymore, let alone hold Kim.

But he had spotted the shore. He pushed through his weakness and finally washed up on the shore, pretty far away from the pier. Kim had passed out, and Jack was about to, too. He held the back of her head, where the most blood was coming from.

He thought about how Grandfather would be angry, and he would most likely get a double-beating. But he didn't care. He laid down, peacefully passed out besides Kim. But the angry face of the figure still lurked in his mind.

Milton.

A/N: And sorry I've been using this like "pretty far" or "for a while" but it's just 'cause frankly, I have no idea how long this time is myself!