Disclaimer: I don't own Jeff (he's Vince's) but I do own Briana.
They got into the car and drove the whole way in silence. The time was spent with Jeff staring at Briana and her looking over at Jeff smiling occasionally. Although the car was quite there was no tension between the two people. They both were happy so there was a good vibe surrounding them. Jeff seemed to be in a trance he didn't take his eyes off of her the whole ride. Deep down he was in love with her. He had told her once but of course she didn't feel the same so he repressed his love and covered it up with all of his sadness and depression. But now she was back for him, her and no body else. He didn't know how to feel at this point so he just decided for once to be happy and so that's what he was, happy. Briana on the other hand had mixed emotions. She was happy that she had saved a friend but she also looked at this as her second chance. All of the time away from Jeff made her realize that she needed him in her life. Eventually that need turned into love and that love grew deeper and deeper everyday. Their (Jeff and her) relationship had never been the same after he told her that he loved her and that always made her wonder if he still had harsh feeling towards her. She was nervous and scared but nothing she was feeling would stop her from telling him how she felt.
As soon as they stepped through the door Jeff said, "I'm tired" and crawled into the bed. Briana not wanting to argue agreed and laid down next to him. When she became comfortable, she sat up, grabbed his face, and kissed him.
"Jeff I love you and I'm sorry that I hurt you. I never meant too, I just love you", she said not really knowing what else too say.
"I love you too, I always have and I always will", Jeff said without hesitation.
"Jeff please don't ever try and kill yourself ever again", she asked this time begging.
"I promise, never again", he said calmly.
She smiled, kissed him again and then laid her head on his chest satisfied with his answer. She knew he needed his rest and she sure as hell needed hers so she told him goodnight and he did the same to her. With that, she went to sleep holding his shirt as tight as she could in fear of what he might do if she was to let go. Unfortunately, she didn't hold on tight enough because a little while after she fell asleep he slipped out of her grasp. He sat on the chair next to her bed and stared at her. He loved everything about her, the way she looked, the way she talked, but most of all he loved her loyalty towards him. He was the one who had basically terminated their relationship. She had non-purposely hurt him so he hurt her back by letting her watch him fall deeper and deeper into hell, but still there, she was. He knew that no matter what he did, she would never leave him, but he couldn't keep hurting her, so he had to leave her.
Jeff checked his pockets and took out the crumpled up letter he had written earlier. He had written it to her and was hoping that whoever found him would make sure that she got it but he was happy that he could deliver the message to her himself. When he found it, he laid it down on the pillow next to his sleeping beauty. He then checked his pockets for his knife but when he couldn't find it, he remembered that he dropped it. Trying not to wake Briana, he tiptoed over to her coat. She may know him too well but he knew her way too well. Just as he thought, he found the knife in her coat pocket. He walked back over to the chair he was sitting in and held the knife to his wrist. Before he put it to his skin, he looked at her and stopped. "She told me not to try to kill myself, so I guess I actually have to go through with it this time", he said that and then he cut both of his wrists. This time the cut was deeper than anyone he had made before. He dropped the knife and decided to die next to the one he loved. He laid down in the spot he had occupied before committing his deadly act and draped his arms around her waist. His blood stained the lightly colored blanket that they laid under and being totally unaware of what was happening she moved closer to him. As he laid there dying, he wondered what she would do when she found him dead with his lifeless arms around her. He worried for her but felt that if there was ever a time for him to be selfish that was it. He wanted to die happy and being with her made him happy, so who cares if she gets a little freaked out, what he wanted was all that mattered.
They got into the car and drove the whole way in silence. The time was spent with Jeff staring at Briana and her looking over at Jeff smiling occasionally. Although the car was quite there was no tension between the two people. They both were happy so there was a good vibe surrounding them. Jeff seemed to be in a trance he didn't take his eyes off of her the whole ride. Deep down he was in love with her. He had told her once but of course she didn't feel the same so he repressed his love and covered it up with all of his sadness and depression. But now she was back for him, her and no body else. He didn't know how to feel at this point so he just decided for once to be happy and so that's what he was, happy. Briana on the other hand had mixed emotions. She was happy that she had saved a friend but she also looked at this as her second chance. All of the time away from Jeff made her realize that she needed him in her life. Eventually that need turned into love and that love grew deeper and deeper everyday. Their (Jeff and her) relationship had never been the same after he told her that he loved her and that always made her wonder if he still had harsh feeling towards her. She was nervous and scared but nothing she was feeling would stop her from telling him how she felt.
As soon as they stepped through the door Jeff said, "I'm tired" and crawled into the bed. Briana not wanting to argue agreed and laid down next to him. When she became comfortable, she sat up, grabbed his face, and kissed him.
"Jeff I love you and I'm sorry that I hurt you. I never meant too, I just love you", she said not really knowing what else too say.
"I love you too, I always have and I always will", Jeff said without hesitation.
"Jeff please don't ever try and kill yourself ever again", she asked this time begging.
"I promise, never again", he said calmly.
She smiled, kissed him again and then laid her head on his chest satisfied with his answer. She knew he needed his rest and she sure as hell needed hers so she told him goodnight and he did the same to her. With that, she went to sleep holding his shirt as tight as she could in fear of what he might do if she was to let go. Unfortunately, she didn't hold on tight enough because a little while after she fell asleep he slipped out of her grasp. He sat on the chair next to her bed and stared at her. He loved everything about her, the way she looked, the way she talked, but most of all he loved her loyalty towards him. He was the one who had basically terminated their relationship. She had non-purposely hurt him so he hurt her back by letting her watch him fall deeper and deeper into hell, but still there, she was. He knew that no matter what he did, she would never leave him, but he couldn't keep hurting her, so he had to leave her.
Jeff checked his pockets and took out the crumpled up letter he had written earlier. He had written it to her and was hoping that whoever found him would make sure that she got it but he was happy that he could deliver the message to her himself. When he found it, he laid it down on the pillow next to his sleeping beauty. He then checked his pockets for his knife but when he couldn't find it, he remembered that he dropped it. Trying not to wake Briana, he tiptoed over to her coat. She may know him too well but he knew her way too well. Just as he thought, he found the knife in her coat pocket. He walked back over to the chair he was sitting in and held the knife to his wrist. Before he put it to his skin, he looked at her and stopped. "She told me not to try to kill myself, so I guess I actually have to go through with it this time", he said that and then he cut both of his wrists. This time the cut was deeper than anyone he had made before. He dropped the knife and decided to die next to the one he loved. He laid down in the spot he had occupied before committing his deadly act and draped his arms around her waist. His blood stained the lightly colored blanket that they laid under and being totally unaware of what was happening she moved closer to him. As he laid there dying, he wondered what she would do when she found him dead with his lifeless arms around her. He worried for her but felt that if there was ever a time for him to be selfish that was it. He wanted to die happy and being with her made him happy, so who cares if she gets a little freaked out, what he wanted was all that mattered.