Jamie Marks Is Dead Page #4
You're not so brave
without your little boy-toy.
Adam...
Open the door.
Adam...
Open the door.
Open the door!
- Sh*t.
- Open the door, Adam!
Jamie, Jamie, Jamie!
Oh, how nice.
Your dead boyfriend to the rescue.
He thinks you're gonna save him.
Did you not forget he's
more like me than you?
Leave him alone.
He's not yours.
So he's yours?
Adam?
I'm his.
You little b*tch-boy.
Just give me the knife.
You can't stay here.
Says who?
It's just done, you know that.
Don't tell me what I know!
I know a f*** a lot more than you,
and if he hadn't come,
I wouldn't be here.
It doesn't change anything.
You still have to go.
I'm so... Jamie, I'm sorry.
It's okay.
I'll take you home.
Get out of there, Adam.
You know you're lucky
I didn't let her rip your heart out.
That's what she wanted to do.
Stop sneaking up on me like that.
Don't snap at me.
I'm not snapping.
Where did you take her?
Doesn't matter.
Was it to that tunnel?
What happens if you don't go?
I would never do that to you, Adam.
Not now that we've found each other.
Can I have some more, Adam?
More what?
Words.
Close your eyes.
I'm ready.
Butterfly.
In my mouth.
Say them in my mouth.
Butterfly.
More.
Pollywog.
Popsicle.
Sunflower.
You still see me, Adam, don't you?
I still see you.
Who the f*** are you talking to?
No one.
You really are bat-sh*t crazy, huh?
Looks like you're famous.
For being a freak.
You look happy in that picture.
Why don't you look happy now?
You're not gonna leave
me, Adam, are you?
Not like everyone else.
Promise... promise me.
I need you to say it.
I promise.
What time is it?
Can we talk, please?
sneaking out to see you,
and I didn't know what else to do.
I'm sorry about earlier.
About everything.
I didn't tell them about the fire.
You know, make it better somehow.
I... I should've listened.
I should've, but everything's
just getting worse.
Hey.
I don't know what to do.
Adam.
I have something you should see.
What is this?
Just read it.
"Things I'd like to kill.
"My mother's ceramic nativity
"that she keeps out
all f***ing year long,
Artie Chapman's plastered on smile. "
Where'd you find this?
He had it when I found him.
Just keep reading.
"My father, wherever he is,
"Matt Harden and the
entire varsity team,
"except for...
Adam McCormick, of course. "
"Myself. "
Who else has seen this?
No one.
Why not?
'Cause...
Adam, do you think that
anyone would have thought twice
about the way they treated him
if they never had to think
that it might have been
one of us who killed him?
They did kill him.
Exactly.
Now do you understand...
I was only trying to help?
Who says I need fixing?
Jamie, what is this?
That's mine.
She had no right!
I didn't mean to take it.
- I didn't... I found it.
- Ssh!
Really doesn't matter,
Adam, not anymore.
Don't you see, we can make this work.
Make what work?
This.
Me and you.
Well, we can't... I can't.
Don't listen to her, Adam!
She's just jealous.
Jealous.
Jamie, listen to me,
you gotta calm down.
You have to go.
Just drop it.
Drop the whole thing.
I will not drop it!
And you're right, I don't understand.
But I know that I can't
change what happened to you...
You don't know anything about...
Just come home.
Come home, Adam.
We can...
Stop telling me what to do!
Stop hanging around my closet,
and stop taking my words!
Jamie, Adam can't fix...
This has nothing to do with you!
What happened to you was awful,
but that does not mean you
can come into our lives...
Stop it!
Jamie, Jamie!
Listen to me!
Is this how you want me to remember you?
Look at me.
'Cause that's not what I want.
You don't know what you did.
You didn't do it.
Let me go.
Leave me alone!
Do you want me to come with you?
You don't have to go there alone.
Thanks for coming, Gracie.
And...
I'm sorry about your rock collection.
It wasn't really mine anyways.
I'm sorry that I took your list.
That's okay.
Let's go.
You don't have to wait, Gracie.
Are you sure?
How will you get home?
I'm sure.
You could come with me.
Hey.
Everything's gonna be all right.
I know, I know.
I'll see you again.
You'll be fine too, you know?
Yeah, I know.
I got something for you.
Love.
Tell that to Gracie for me too, okay?
I will.
Here.
Remember me.
I'm glad it was you, Adam.
Me too, Jamie.
Me too.
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