Eddie was my one and only lifeline.
He knew all about me, even more about me than my own mother does now. He knew deep inside I want to change, and he knows why I'm not letting go of my bitch persona.
Criticism.
I am so afraid of showing people who I really am because they might call me weak. I really want to cry at sappy movies and sad events. I want to open up to people and tell them what problems I'm having in my life. Eddie's been an unbelievable lifeline to me, why did God have to take him away from me?
Because I've got to find someone else to confide in.
Justin put his hand on my shoulder, trying to comfort me, and I ended up burying my head into his dark green shirt. I cried. More than I've ever cried before. Even more than when Justin almost killed me.
God took away my spirit to change.
"Why'd they have to take Eddie?" I cried into his shirt, feeling my tears soak into it, "Why'd they have to take the one person who really knows me? Who I trust the most?"
Mushy moment alert. Warning!
"I think you trust me enough if you cry into my shirt," Justin whispered down, lightly kissing the top of my head. The tenderness I've come to know of him was now being given to me.
Could he really be starting to like me as a friend?
I was dumbfounded after his statement, my tears briefly running down my face and I smiled up at him. God, you didn't know what I felt when that smile shone back down upon me:
Love. So much love. Immense love for him.
I buried my head into his shirt again, wrapping my arm around his neck and pulling his neck down to reach me. I tried to lift my other arm but it was in so much pain I could barely move my fingers.
Wait! How did my other arm get around his neck?
"Jade, it's nice to see you a little normal," Justin put his arms around me, hugging me tightly after he put my arm up around his neck, "It shows you're human."
You don't realize how badly I want him to kiss me at the moment.
"Justin," I looked up at him and into his eyes, "I am human. I got hurt. Didn't you notice my arm?" I tried to move it off his shoulder and it flopped down to my side harsh fully.
Damn arm! You always have to ruin everything!
"Jade, I'm so sorry, about everything," he said when my eyes started to fill with tears of pain, "I don't know how to ever make it fully up to you, but I'll figure out someway to-"
"Justin, shut up."
I pulled his neck closer to my face and gave him a quick kiss on the lips. My eyes opened to a smile on Justin's face. But the next thing I said even confused myself.
"Why do you always do this to me?"
"Do what?" he replied to me, matching the confused look that was held on my face. We separated from our embrace when he heard someone yell, "We're all going to die!" and then we felt a strong shutter beneath our feet.
Someone just committed suicide off the towers 15 feet away from us.
"Forget I said anything, we've got to get out of here before anything worse happens," I say quickly, so afraid the towers are going to collapse on us, "Is your leg going to be okay?"
"Hopefully," he replies quietly.
So we start running. Running as fast as we can from the tragedy behind us. Justin is limping behind me and we are both out of breath when we are, I think, 2 blocks away. I looked back at the huge piece of debris that had fallen on our limo and taken the life of my dear friend, Eddie McCormick, and said simply:
"Goodbye, Eddie. I love you."