Andy's POV:

I've sent Jessica 6 texts and called her twice and she still hasn't answered. I'm getting worried. What if something happened? What if she is mad at me? I finally decide to go to her house. I quickly get into my car and I drive off. I drive a couple of blocks before I arrive at her house. I park in the front and I kill the engine. What if she is mad? I get out and shut the door.
I get up on the porch and I knock on the front door. After a few seconds the door swings open and there stands Brandon.
"Can I talk to Jessica?" I ask. He gives me a confused look.
"She's not with you?" This time, I give him the confused look and I shake my head.
"No, I haven't seen her since earlier this morning. You don't know where she went?" I ask, a hint of anger to my voice. He sighs and motions for me to come in.

I walk in and he shuts the door, and walks down a hall, with me following. We walk into a medium sized kitchen and we sit down at the table.
"So?" I ask, wanting to know where Jessica is.
"Well, about two hours ago Callie, her best friend and I told her something..." He trails off
"What did y'all tell her?" I ask raising my eyebrow. He sighs and rubs the back of his neck.
"Me and Callie.....We...Had sex." He says looking down at his lap. My jaw drops.
"So, you want to get on her about me? and then go and screw her best friend? You know she's going through a rough time right now, right?" I ask, by this time I am out of my chair.

Brandon's POV:

"So, you want to get on her about me? And then go and screw her best friend? You know she's going through a rough time right now, right?" He asks, and I feel even guiltier. I nod,
"I know..." I trail off. I put my head in my hands. "But sitting here arguing about it, isn't going to help us find her." I mumble.
"What did she say when she left?" Andy asks me.
"All she said is that she was going on a walk and she promised that she doesn't hate Callie. She hasn't been back since then." Andy gets deep in his concentration and then fear sweeps across his face. He turns even paler than his normal skin tone, which is pretty pale.
"Oh, no..." He mumbles

"What?" I ask, worry laced into the word.
"The bridge..." He whispers. The bridge? Oh no, the bridge. The one that she tried to kill herself on. "Come on." He says, not waiting for my response and heads for the door. I follow him panic rising in me. I can't lose her. She's everything I have left, everything that I care about anymore. If she did jump, I don't know what I would do...I couldn't live with myself knowing I was the reason she jumped to her death. We get in his car and he speeds off.
"How could I let this happen?" Andy keeps mumbling to himself.
"Its not your fault." I say. and he shakes his head.
"Yes it is...I-if she jumped, then I would have failed." He says.
"What do you mean?" I ask.

He sighs. "When I cuaght her, I promised I would show her that she is loved and that killing herself isn't the only way out. She begged me to let her go! I could see how broken she is, but I promised her." He says and hits the steering wheel with his hand. After a few minutes pass, we end up at a bridge. We both get out of the car and run to the bridge. I lean over the bars and I look down. All I can see is the water rushing every which way.
"Jessica!" I scream out, searching the water frantically. "Jessica!" I scream but get no response. I look down below, and I see something, a big rock, barley sticking out of the water. Nut then I see it, the very thing that caught my eye, the tip of the rock is a dark red color.
"Andy..." I croak pointing to the rock. My throat feels dry and I can feel the tears in my eyes.

Why Jessica.....Why would you jump?

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