I'm really happy about all the positive feedback I'm getting for this and I only started it today! So here's another.

I don't own the characters, mild profanity, self-harm and suicide, yada, yada, yada. Now the story.

Enjoy

I was running, so fast and so far and I was scared. I was very, very scared. I vaguely noticed that it was raining and the sweat mixed with the rain and dripped down my back. I had to get somewhere, had to do something. It was important, very important.

"Beck!" I heard a voice scream through the rain. It was a familiar voice, a voice that made me feel warm, but it was so full of fear and sadness that it chilled me more than the rain. I couldn't stand it.

"BECK!" The scream was distraught, full of pain and suffering. "BECK!" That's when I realised who it was.

"JADE! JADE!" I screamed back. I was blind now, panic filled me as I stumbled in the darkness and the rain. "JADE! WHAT'S WRONG?!" I screamed, trying desperately to locate the sound of her voice.

"I'm losing Beck." The whisper came from all around, it was quiet and penetrating and it drowned out the sound of the rain. "It's not enough, it doesn't help." Suddenly the darkness disappeared and I was left with a scene I could have done without. There she was, my perfect piece of heaven, drenched in rain and tears, holding a gun to her head. "It doesn't make it better." I looked down at her ripped shirt and saw blood pouring from her stomach. "It will never get better."

"JADE!" I screamed at her. I tried to run forwards but was stuck in place; I couldn't even close my eyes as she closed hers and pulled the trigger.

"JADE!" I screamed, sitting bolt upright.

"Huh?" She groaned, pulling the light switch on. "It's three in the morning Beck, what the fuck." I couldn't speak so I just wrapped my arms around her and held her as tight as I could.

"Uh? Okaaay?" She mumbled, awkwardly patting my head. I was still breathing erratically and my heart was going a hundred miles an hour.

"Promise me you will never leave." I whispered, pulling back and leaning my head against hers.

"Yeah, okay, can I go back to sleep now?" She did look tired.

"Promise me." I repeated, a single tear slipping across my cheek. Something clicked and she put her finger up to wipe it away.

"I promise. Now, Beck, it's three in the morning, can I please go to sleep." I sighed and nodded. She smiled and put her head on the pillow, falling asleep instantly.

"I'm just scared I'll wake up and you won't." I kissed her forehead and waited the rest of the night just watching her, more peaceful asleep than she ever was awake.

Hope you liked, I liked doing Beck point of view; it was a bit hard. I'm open for suggestions for oneshots or twoshots if you want me to write them. Please review.