A/N: Mega sad stuff a head, watch out!
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Jesse's P.O.V
"Jaden?" I said as I got out of the car. I looked around, trying to find him.
"There he is!" Bastion said. I looked over at him and then in the direction he was pointing to, and sure enough he was there, passed out, in a phone booth.
"Jaden!" I yelled as Bastion and I ran towards him. I opened the booth door and knelt down next to him. I pulled him into my arms, holding him tightly, and then looked him over.
His skin was flushed and sweaty, his breathing ragged. He looked sick, like he had a fever. "We need to get him to a hospital." Bastion said. I nodded.
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First person P.O.V
"Idiot!" "Loser!" "Dummy!"
"Why do you bother trying?"
"Give it up!"
"No one likes you!"
"No one cares about you, no one has ever cared about you, and no one will ever care about you!"
(Jaden's Memory/still in first person )
"Hey Bro, what cha doin'?" a brown haired boy asked as he walked into his garage. His parents were at work like always, leaving him and his big brother alone.
"What's it look like dummy?"
"I don't know,"
"Idiot!" his brother said and made a snorting sound.
"Why am I an idiot?"
"Because you are! Now, sit down and have some fun!"
"What kind of fun?" he asked suspiciously as he cautiously took an empty seat.
"This kind-" and with that his brother started making the snorting noise again, making little crushed things go up his nose.
"What the heck are you doing?!" The little brother yelled as he stood up and attempted to stop his brother. Now he understood what his brother was doing. He smacked the stuff his brother was snorting to the ground.
"Hey! What was that for you little loser?!" he yelled as he tried to pick the stuff up off the ground.
"To stop you from doing that!"
"Why? Can't you see I like doing this?!"
"I don't care if you like it! It's not good for you! And- and-"
"And what?!" his brother asked as he got up and glared at his little brother, towering over him.
"And- and- If you keep doing this then I'll tell mom and dad!"
"You wouldn't dare,"
"Try me!"
There was a moment of silence in which the big brother's glare hardened and the little brother's courage faltered.
"If you dare breathe a word of this I swear I'll make your life a living hell,"
(End of memory/Beginning of new one)
"Stop doing that!" the little brother yelled as he once more tried to stop his big brother from doing some thing that would ruin his life.
"Why don't you give it a try?"
"Because I'm not stupid!"
"Come on, every one does it! Every one cool that it,"
"So you think throwing away your future, no your life is cool?"
"Lighten up!"
"No! Not until you stop this!" and with that he grabbed the things that his brother was once again snorting and ran, his brother following after him. But he was faster, and so he ran into the bath room, threw the crushed stuff in the toilet and flushed.
Then he looked up to see his brother glairing at him from the door way. "You little shit,"
"I'm sorry, but it's for your own good! I'm doing this because I care about you!"
"Well stop! Because I don't care about you! You should just drop dead!"
The little brother stood open mouthed at him. "You don't mean that,"
"I don't care about you. No one cares about you, no one has ever cared about you and no one will ever care about you,"
(End of memory/Beginning of new one)
"Why? Why did he do it?"
"I don't know Hun, I just don't know,"
"He was my baby boy! Why did he have to do it?"
'Mom, I'm still here, I won't leave you,'
"He had his whole life ahead of him! He could have been any thing he wanted to be! Isn't that why we've worked so hard? Isn't that why we're always working? So he can have a great life!"
"Mom?" She turned her head, removing it from her husband's chest to glare at her youngest son. "Mom?"
"You- this is all your fault!"
"What? No! I-"
"You knew what he was doing! You're the one that's here all the time! You've seen him do it! You've watched him! You could have saved him! You worthless little brat! Why didn't you do anything?!"
"Mom?!" he took a step back, tears poring down his face.
"Get out! Get out of my house! I never want to see you again!"
"But-"
"GET OUT!"
"But-"
"No buts! Just get out! Drop dead!"
"Mommy?"
"Just drop dead!"
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(In real world)
Jesse's P.O.V
We were close to the hospital when I looked down at Jaden. He was crying, his face contorted in pain, but I could tell it wasn't physical. I whipped a tear from his face and whispered sweet nothings to him like "Don't worry, its okay" and "It's alright, I'm here, you're safe" in an attempt to calm him. But his tears didn't stop, which worried me.
"Please be alright,"
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A/N: See, sad right?