‘Till Death Do Us Part

How do I even start this story? Where do I even begin? Should I start right before she died? Should I start right at the good part? Oh I know, I should’ve thought of this in the first place. I’ll start the day I met her (literally where every story should start.) Be warned before I begin telling the story, if you want a happy story this isn’t it, sure there’s romance and fun, but I can tell you she dies at the end so don’t get attached. Anyways, it begins in the middle of winter, the start of second semester when she first started school. (A/N) Hi everyone! this is my first time sharing my writing and work. if this gets a lot of attention I will definitely make an instagram for updates and about the characters! I hope y'all enjoy it. Also very open to constructive criticism thanks guys! -Caspian

I watched as Jay punched this kid continuously. I was shocked. I didn’t know that small of guy could actually get a hold of someone like that. I flinched every time Jay’s fist made contact with the poor kids face. Jay's eyes were clouded over it looked like he wasn’t even there. I couldn’t keep my eyes off jay. His short, wavy, ashy brown hair was falling into his face. His golden eyes were clouded over and everytime he pulled back i could see his muscles through the red flannel he was wearing. It scared me to see him like that but soon the principal, I think her name was Paula Kruse, came running up to Jay and blew her whistle. Jay looked at her with a murderous rage in his eyes. Mrs.Kruse seemed unphased by it and grabbed his arm to drag him to the office.

I almost didn’t like feeling all of Jay's emotions. But when he said he would protect me, that sent shivers up my spine. I know this boy would protect me. Hell he took me to a place that he wanted to keep a secret. That must mean something. When I had finally reached school I saw him sitting in his car. I walked up to the window and tapped on the glass moving my hand to tell him to roll it down. He looked at me petrified. “She means roll it down wyatt.” I heard Jay's voice in my mind and tried to ignore it. Wyatt? “Probably someone like us?” replied jen. I shook my head and smiled patiently at h

I don’t know what to do, here I am holding this large boy in my hands as I hear people yelling in his head. He must be like us, whispered Jen. I just shook her voice away. Now wasn’t the time to figure out what was wrong. I just sat and stroked his hair and held him close. It looked like he was trying to be small.  “I’m, i’m, im, s-sorry.” he stuttered. I just let out a small laugh. “No reason to be sorry, I know it can get too loud sometimes.”  I felt his breathing slow down, and he slowly let down his hands off his ears. I started to stroke his face. He was very handsome. His freckles lined his nose and cheeks, his eyes were closed and for once he looked relaxed. I mean he feels relaxed.&n

“I’ll see you tomorrow crazy.” Evan said as he left. “You’re crazier!” I said. But he didn’t even turn around; he had just left. He felt anxious, more like cautious. Someone in his head wasn’t letting him tear down his walls.   “It’s probably Jayemson.” Jen said. I scoffed at her. Of course it would be him. I couldn’t help but feel for Jay too. They all must be there for a reason. Same reasons why all of my girls are here. I don’t know if I might be wrong.     I went home hoping for a text from Evan but there was nothing. I decided to shower and clean everything. Jen was getting anxious because of the mess. While I cleaned everyone just stood and watched.    “Ya know it’d be amazing if y’all could help.” I scoffed. Maya smiled and then started laughing, “we’re