"Why do I keep saying stupid stuff like this!!!???" He felt angrey with himself, first he made an evil plan, second he dragged it on with a girl he really liked for three years, four, he was so stupid he couldn't even say sorry nor tell her the truth...he burst out in a bucket of fury ripping out the IV they had put in him and throwing the gurny over across the floor, "Jay! What are you doing!" "I'm sorry Phoebe, you got to get away from me!" "Okay? Really you're going to act like you can hurt me so I can go away???" "Pretty much yeah." She laid her hand on his shoulder and turned him around, "Jay, lay down and let me help you." He picked the gurny back up and sat on it, he could fel the small needle going through his wrist and into his own vain. When theye reached the hospital he ha dfallen asleep dreaming of the girl being tortured and hurt by him, in his dream he was Satin aparently...He din't want to be evil yet he had known what he was doing the whole time, looking from the girl's side he could see sorrow and nights of crying to herself, the next thing he knew was that he was hooked up to a machine that helped him some waay or another...Phoebe standing by his side seeming to bbe forced to stay with him. "You don't have to stay here wiht me Pho." "I'm not being made." "Oh." Maybe she wantd to stay by my side, or maybe she thinks if she does we will get back together..."I'm not staying here because I have to, i'm staying here because I want to, and I feel like since I cared for you once,...then why not still care now???" "Yeah, I guess that is true." He wanted to smack himself for ssaying that but instead she smacked him. Teares filled her eys, "Look Jay! I'm sorry you are so selfish that you can't even say anythingn to me, you telll me stupid things I already know! I want to eb a part of your life but I guess you just want me out of yours, well guess what??? I'm gone Jay, goodbye." "Phoebe! Please." She kept walking, the pain in my sides they built up until I couldn't bare  it any longer, I looked at my heart rate, it was faster than it had ver been before! I ripped off the IV once agian and ran out into the waiting room where I found Phoebe, "Phoebe, I really like you, I alwayas have, even after this! I just didn't know what to say to you, I wanted to avoid you but all at the samme time I wanted to amke things right! I want you to be wiht me, not all upset and sad, please...come back Phoebe Jean Anderson." I saw a smile appear on her face but slowly I began to fall to my knees, my eyes closing behind and the background noise of people screaming, I could feel Phoebe's hands on my shoulders trying to pick me up but it was no use...Here Lay The Young Man Whom Had Died Of Cancer At Such A Young Age, We Pray That His Family Goes Along Well And Happy Living Their Lives, In God's Name We Pray...Amin... Jay Rod Clark