“Oh shit,” I whispered. Now I was mad again. “Don’t you dare threaten me like that. I never said I didn’t love you and I never said I didn’t care about you. My parents,” I choked out, “did love me. They do. I justt… I WILL NOT TELL JACK SORRY FOR YOU ! AND HOW DARE YOU GO SO FAR AS TELLING ME WHAT THE HELL WOULD HAPPEN TO ME !! WHETHER OR NOT I COMMITED SUICIDE I MIGHT NOT BE HERE . YOU NEVER KNOW WHAT WILL HAPPEN IN LIFE AND WHEN IM WITH YOU I CANT BREATHE . IM TO BUSY SUFFOCATING WITH YOU . YOU WERE MY OXYGEN . BUT YOU ARE SO POISONOUS . I COULD NOT BE HERE .. whether or not I committed stupid. Because you kill me, Tom. You do. You kill me,” I ended crying.
Jack was now awake and was looking at me with innocent eyes. Sorry, I mouthed at him. He shook his head and got out of the car. Then he climbed in beside me and started the car, pulling away from where we’d been parked. I leaned on him. Later, my phone rang, and Jack answered. I knew who it was, and I knew.. I knew I was tired and didn’t care anymore.