Alex’s POV

Jack goes off to the matching mahogany dresser and searches for clothing that we both can wear.

“Would you like a hoodie as well?” Jack asks me, passing a grey tee shirt and sweats to me.

I nod and that’s when I realize all my scars are showing, it took me this long to realize that! What the heck Alex? You’re so stupid!

I huddle my knees to my chest insecurely and Jack notices.

“I don’t care about your scars Alex, I may not know the reasons behind them but I do know that I’ll try and fix every single one of them up, no matter what.” He tells me before walking into a walk in closet and pulling out a hoodie for me to wear.
He comes back a few moments later and helps me get into the clothing, then gets into the bed next to me, pulling me close to him and calling it a good night early. We could all need the rest.

*Later that night in Alex’s dream*

“Hey Tess, you ready” I ask her with my worn out backpack on my back.

“Yeah, let’s go!” She says all peppy and skips out the black painted doors and out onto the grass of the school yard as she jumps off the stairs.

Classic Tess, you always do the craziest things.

I catch up with her and she tells me we won’t be heading to Starbucks when I ask her where were going when we stroll for a bit.

“Just a bit father Lexy-Lex!” She says before shoving me in an alleyway before I can even think of what’s going on.

“Tess, we can take care of this fag, you can go now.” Oliver Sykes says with a grin I can’t comprehend.

“Take all you want out of him, make him feel the pain I did. Make it rain pain. Oh and Alex, I’ll do our project, don’t worry about a single thing.” The girl I used to know says and I cower in fear with my hands being tied up by a Jeremy McKinnon.

“Pl-please, don’t.” I stammer as they slowly take off my clothing.

“Oh, but we must.” Jeremy says and they go farther and all I can do is scream but no one hears.

They put a knife to my throat and that’s when they seal me with a death threat.

“Any more noise and say goodbye to your life, Gayskank.” They tell me and I shut my trap as they make everything worse but I stay silent, too scared to make them angry.

Eventually after what feels like years of pain all far worse of what my parents give me, they let me go, shoving my shirt and clothing with the exception of my boxers into the trash and leave me there in the cold alley way to die…

*Dream ends*

“Alex? Alex, baby? It’s all right. I got you I won’t let anyone hurt you anymore. I’d do anything to keep you safe from harm.” Jack says as I wake up from a terrible dream, a dream that was real. A nightmare.

I realize my eyes are wet with tears and my hands are clenched to Jack’s Green Day shirt as tight as they can be.

“I-It h-h-hurt so much Jack! I didn’t know what would happen afterwards. I-I thought I was going to die! I didn’t wa-want any of it!’ I cry harder.

“I know you didn’t, and you didn’t deserve any of it. Now shh, do you want me to sing you something?” He asks me and makes me smile a bit, no ones ever sung to me before. Not even Tom when he was alive.

I nod my head and he starts.

“I remember tears streaming down your face when I said, I'll never let you go, when all those shadows almost killed your light. I remember you said, don't leave me here alone, but all that's dead and gone and passed tonight. Just close your eyes, the sun is going down. You'll be alright no one can hurt you now. Come morning light, you and I'll be safe and sound.” He sings to me and I take in the rhythm, releasing my fingers from their touch clutch on Jack’s shirt as he rubs my back.

“We can talk about what went in the dream in the morning, okay? Now sleep, maybe it will be better now.” He says in a hushed voice, as if he spoke any louder the walls would shatter.

I snuggle close to Jack and he holds me close to him, like I’m wanted and needed. Something I don’t mind feeling right now and letting all my worries wash away… At least for now.

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*The Next Morning.*

“Alex, bud. wake up. I got food for you.” Jack whispers in my ear and my nostrils are filled with the scent of every breakfast food that you could think of.

My eyes open and I look to see that Jack brought up a tray of so many food items, some I’ve never even heard of before.

“Woah.” My jaw drops from seeing all the different kinds of food.

“Too much?” Jack questions, putting the tray over my lap.

“So much food.” I say before stuffing my face with the blueberry tasting muffin.

“Well I’m glad you like it. You know when I first met you, you were so skinny, bone thin Alex. That scared me.” He tells me before plopping onto the memory foam bed.

“You want to know why, don’t you?” I say, fear ridden in my voice as I chug down the clear white grape juice.

"Only if you want to, I won't force anything on you." Jack says, taking one of my hands and placing it in his.

"I-I-I'll try to without crying." I say, trying to hold back tiny sobs but continue. "J-Jack, I've, I've been told I've been fat, ugly, disgusting and it hurts so bad! People don’t understand that words can kill! I-I-I’ve been starving myself since I was thirteen, no one realized it! You’re the only one who has! Don’t you understand that I’m not perfect? I never will be, for anyone…” I say, trailing off at the end of my rant when my lips are sealed with a kiss and I don’t even realize what’s going on, stuck too much in a daze and I don’t push away like last time.

I stay.

Notes

You learn what happened with Tess, learn about Alex's eating disorder and get a kiss all in one. You must love me don't you?
Took a bit longer than I wanted it but it's up!
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Till darkness completes us,
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