Jerome's P.O.V.

~Timeskip To When They Reach Rob's house~

Flipping my phone out I checked the time. 1:46 P.M. A sigh escaping my lips I avoided looking at Mitch.

My vision blurring I raised my hands. Rubbing the tears out of my eyes I let them drip into the palms of my hand.

Letting my hands drop onto my lap I stared at my feet for a while. A longing to stare into his big, beautiful eyes was tempting. But I resisted.

Guilt swarming my mind I tried my hardest not to wrap Mitch in a tight hug and never let him go.

To tell him everything was going to be alright. To kiss him on the lips and hold his hand. To keep him on his feet.

Deciding not to I stared at the bright, blue sky. The clouds hid the sun. As if reflecting my emotions.

Confusion lay across the clouds as they decided on whether to rain or just drift there. A slow smile crawled onto my lips. But it disappeared as soon as it came.

A sigh escaped my lips as I stared at everything around us. Except for Mitch. The flight was awkward.

And we haven't spoke since we were in the room. Worry gnawed at my stomach as I waited for something to happen. I really wish it didn't.

"Do you think I should die?" Mitch spoke up. I gasped as the hairs on the back of my neck shot up. My eyes bolted open wide. Suprised.

My stomach lurched forwards as soon as he spoke. Not expecting him to speak I was shocked at what he asked.

"Mitch?" I wondered. Turning my head I looked him in the eyes. They weren't the loving, caring brown ones.

These were dull, emotionless eyes. It scared me to see Mitch have a pair of eyes like those.

Stress and hopelessness lurked on his face as he waited for me to answer. Even though I didn't want to.

"Should I die Jerome." Mitch spoke up. Thinking I didn't hear him the first time. But I did. It hurt even more the second time he said it.

"No." I blurted out. Mitch whipped his head around. Locking eye contact with me tears started to fall down his face.

"No? Why, because you actually care for me? Or because you just want to drag me around clueless." Mitch spat out.

Bitter emotion and venom in his voice. I tried my hardest not to break down crying in front of him. So far it was working, but I knew it wouldn't for long.

"I care for you Mitch. If I didn't I wouldn't be here with you. I would have left a long time ago. I wouldn't be sitting next to you on a park bench.

Trying my hardest to help you out of the state you're in. And I sure as hell wouldn't have saved you when you tried killing yourself if I didn't love you." I snapped.

Fury in my voice Mitch stared at me. Little to no emotion was on his face. Thinking over what he just said he snorted. Not believing a single word I said.

"Jerome, I'm not stupid. I'm not Ashley." Mitch snapped. Tears stinging my eyes I stared at him.

Disbelief smashed my chest as I felt my heart shatter. Trying my hardest to stop my lower lip from quivering I bolted up.

"Ashley wasn't stupid. You were just blind." I snarled. Whipping around I turned my back on him as I began to walk away.

Tears slipping down my face I walked into the forest. The tears began to flow. Not even bothering to wipe them away I let them trickle depressingly down my face.

Turning my head slightly I watched Mitch as he fell onto his knees back at the Bench. Mitch's face hid in his hands.

Assuming he was crying I turned around continuing my path on the forest. Wherever it may lead.

A voice in my head kept telling me to go back. Yet my shattered heart said to keep moving.

I don't know what to do anymore. I'm confused. Afraid. Lonely. I always feel lonely, whether Mitch is there or not. I feel.....Numb.....

What the Hell have we turned into....