Chapter 18 - Remorse

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(JACKSON'S P.O.V:)
I walk around town for what seems like hours.
I can't believe it. It is all my fault that Dani is like this. If it wasn't for me, she would still be healthy and happy, still staying strong and surviving. But me being the stupid idiot that I am, had to come and ruin everything.
Now, because of me, the woman I love is dying. The only other person that is left has given up on life and is drifting off into the haunted shadows of death. I need her.
And now, because of me, an innocent girl is dying.

I groan in frustration and punch the brick wall that stands tall beside me.
"SH*T!" I scream, as a sickening crunch is heard. Jolts of pain shoot up my arm from my knuckles. On closer inspection, I see thick scarlet liquid oozing out from filthy wounds. Great. Not only have I destroyed my girlfriend, I have also broken my freaking knuckles.
I scream in frustration, and start walking home. This is the worst day of my life.
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(DANI'S P.O.V:)
I stay lying on the bed. After Jackson left, I have just been coughing up blood into my dirty hands.
I am struggling to breath. All my energy has gone, and I feel faint.
But my body won't let me die.
Why? It's not like I matter anyway. There's nobody here to miss me. My family is dead. My friends dead. All I have is Jackson.
And deep down, I know Jackson probably hates me too. Yah know, for being a selfish bastard and getting in the way.
I am such a monster.
I can feel my heartbeat slowly getting fainter and fainter. I feel light headed. My hands are shaking out of fear. Dark spots are clouding up my vision.

I can feel it happening.
Today will be the day that I die.

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