Mitch's POV:

I jumped.

Yes a dumb idea, but I jumped.

The hurt and pain gone.

But how will Jerome cope?

I feel the wind on my face, blowing the tears away.

All feelings lost.

I open my eyes to be welcomed by the salty spray of the ocean.

Jerome's POV:

"Mitch?"

My voice echoes through the house.

Mitch, my one and only.

"Mitch?" I ask again.

No reply.

I look at my phone and see a new post from @thebajancanadian on TeamCrafted.com.

"This is what I've always wanted. Peace, tranquility, love, and I'll get all of that where I'm going. Don't worry bout me doods. Videos won't come out ever again, in fact nothing will. You won't hear anything from me. I have suffered too much for my choice and I finally found out the answer. I have been fortunate these past years to have wonderful viewers. No need to watch my videos. No need to continue your fan fictions. Everything will be peaceful again. No one forced me into this, just myself. Jerome your probably blaming yourself for this. Don't. Nothing you ever did influenced my decision. To everyone, well, this is goodbye."

I look at the picture below and it's of Mitch.

His face stained in tears.

The sun behind him.

The picture was perfect, except for the fact that this is the last we would ever see of Mitchell Hughes.

Alive that is.

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Kinda short but it's a short story anyway! That post was hard for me to write for one reason, I was almost in tears. Oh well, I'm emotional. Plz comment, vote, share and follow if you enjoy!!!! Take care and may StarClan light your path my fellow Warriors!!!!!

-Frostleaf