Jeff's P.O.V.
"Come on pick up, pick up, pick up." I mumble as I dial Shannon's number again.I can't help but to worry about him. After what I saw at school today. I sigh as I get his voicemail again. "Hey Shanny, you ok? I've been trying to get hold of you. Call me back please?" I can't help but to worry, this was the eight time I've called in the last half hour. He usually answers me the first time. What if something has happened? Is he ok?
I began to panic but finally decided if Shannon wasn't going to answer, then I was going there.
The ten minutes to his house was far too long me. I'm now way beyond worried.
Getting out the truck everything was normal, his mom was at work his siblings at their own places, his bikes were scattered about the property. I walk up the steps and hammer on the door, getting no answer. I stop and listen, hoping to hear if someone was inside. My heart races as everything stays quiet. I dart around to the back door, checking if it's unlocked. Shit! Locked! I try knocking again. Still getting the same result as before.
I look around, checking for sign of an open window.. damn… guess I'll go through the dog door again… I swore the one night was the last time I'd do it. I hope Socks isn't loose…
I shake my head and crawl through the dog door. After inside, I look around.
Nothing seemed to be different.. Everything was just eerily quiet. I run straight upstairs to Shannon's room, nothing looks too different. Wait a minute, what's this? I pick up the note from the bedside table and read it.
I'm sorry I'm so worthless… I'm sorry I hurt you all.
Please understand that this is the only way I could ease my pain.
I love you…I wish it were me and not him, everyone was right. I am just a burden to you all…
-Shannon
My heart skips a beat as I find myself running out of the room into his moms bedroom. No sign of Shannon...
I search the other bedrooms finding no Shannon.. Slumping down on the bed I sigh. "Shannon where the hell are you."Tears stream down my face. I get up and wipe my face looking about before realisation hits. BATHROOM!?
My feet don't take me there quick enough, opening the door. I drop to my knees at what I see before me. Shannon lying unconscious on the floor in a pool of blood. I cry pulling him close. I look down at his wrists. How could he do this to himself? Why?
My mind races as I cradle Shannon carefully in my arms.
"Shan please wake up. Please!." Fear runs through my body as I shake Shannon gently, his body just lies limp in my arms. I carefully place my head on his chest and listen for a heartbeat."Shan please! WAKE UP!" I scream as tears fall down my face. My mind snaps from my hysterics as I realize that my cell phone is in my pocket. I pull out my phone and dial 911.