indescribable

Sent by @rainbow-femme

‘What are the odds that the prank in the junior makes you fight with Tyler because he accuses you of always hating any friends he makes outside of the group. We haven’t really fought with him before so I can see PB throwing that in for extra drama

march 30th, 2018 — march 28th, 2020.

(Hey! I wanted to write some angst desperately bc im sick of fluff lmao. This is basically an AU of an AU…If you’ve read my Crashed series you’ll understand. The events of the Car Crash happen exactly the same except instead of Tyler dying…Chris does. My MC Jenny struggles to cope in the aftermath. As always I don’t own any of the characters; they are all owned by pixelberry and the choices app.)

“This is the hardest story, That I have ever told, No hope, or love, or glory, Happy endings gone forever more

I feel as if Im wasting, And I waste every day

This is the way you left me, I’m not pretending, No hope, no love, no glory, No happy ending…”

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  “I’m sorry, we did everything we could but the injuries were too severe… he didn’t make it.”

  Jenny swallowed the hard lump forming in her throat at the doctor’s words looking at him in disbelief, whilst Chris’ mother collapsed onto her knees next to her letting out a heart-wrenching wail. It echoed throughout the hospital waiting room as James quickly came over helping her to stand, gently taking her by the elbow to sit down on the nearest chair and talking to her reassuringly. Becca and Zig were still getting air outside and Kaitlyn hadn’t arrived yet…Zack was getting coffee. Abbie was with Tyler as he got a checkup after the crash. It was just her, Mrs. Powell and James.

  She vaguely became aware that the doctor’s mouth was still moving however she couldn’t focus. Everything was swirling around her. This was a bad dream, a nightmare, it had to be. She felt absolutely sick to her stomach. Muttering incoherently she ran out through the hospital’s doors outside to get some air. She stumbled on her feet and crashed into Zig, who was talking intensely to Becca. He reached out grabbing held of her arms firmly to stop her from falling.

  “Hey Jenny, are you okay? Is Chris out of surgery yet?”

  He asked her with concern, his eyes searching her face worriedly. Becca stood a little way behind him chewing nervously on a fingernail, her usual calmness replaced by an anxious aura. Jenny stared back and forth between them both. Zig still had Chris’ blood smeared across his white t-shirt and she still had it all over her too. They literally had his blood on their hands.

   “He’s…dead.” she spoke, her voice a low whisper. Zig stared at her in absolute horror and Becca burst into heavy tears…. Jenny’s heart was completely smashed into pieces. After everything that she had done to save him. Giving cpr, plugging the bleeding… he’d still left her. There was no way back from this. Jenny knew at that moment a part of her would always be incomplete. A tear started to slowly trickle down her cheek. She didnt know how she could possibly go on with the rest of her life now…