Thanks To You
8:00pm.
I woke up sweating. During the night, Jack had not loosened not even a little his arms around my waist, it was confortable though. I couldn’t see much, so I supposed it was too early to wake up and go to school, so I just rested my head against his chest, taking a deep breath. I felt safe there.
“Good morning kid.” Jack whispered, noticing I was awake.
“Mornin’ Jacky.” I said, kissing his neck, I don’t know why I did it exactly, it just felt natural.
“I guess I can get used to this.” He chuckled.
I just smiled and closed my eyes.
“So… what do ya want for breakfast?” He asked, unwrapping his arms from me, I felt cold.
“Noo.” I pretended to cry, holding him close again. “Let’s go back to sleep.” I pouted.
“Come on, get up sleeping beauty.” He laughed, getting up. “Rose might be getting worried.” He said, while getting his clothes.
“Rose? When did you talk to her?” I sat on the bed, confused.
“Well… first of all.” He started, sitting on the computer table. “She thought I was going to sleep on the couch, and since she didn’t see me there, she came up here to ask you if you knew where I was, I was awake when she entered the bedroom, and well… she saw you crying and I told her you were sick… and you couldn’t go to school… I told her I was taking care of you.” He smiled, walking towards the bathroom.
“What an awesome liar.” I laughed. “What time is it?” I said, getting up and stretching my arms.
He pointed to the clock and got in the bathroom to change his clothes. It was already 1pm.
“It’s fucking 1 in the afternoon and you were offering me breakfast?” I shouted, as he came out of the bathroom with black skinny jeans and a red t-shirt.
“Sorry ma’am.” He chuckled. “Shall I take you out for lunch then?” He joked.
“It would be lovely.” I joked too.
“Yeah… not gonna happen.” He sighed. “My mother is going crazy at home. But maybe we could do something else.”
“Ugh… I’m not in the mood to move today.” I chuckled, sleepy as hell.
“Ok, so I guess I’ll pick you up at 8pm.” He smiled, ignoring me. “And as you’re not in the mood of moving, I’ll go downstairs get you some food so you don’t die of hunger here.” He laughed, opening the bedroom door.
“That’s sweet of you Jacky.” I teased while he left the room.
It was funny, the way he was treating me, it was even funnier because we only knew eachother for a couple of days, but I didn’t feel unconfortable near him, I felt like I could be myself around him.
It kind of remembered me of my mom, but it was different, at least I felt something different.
I suddenly remember I haven't talked to my mom since the day I got there. So I walked lazily and sat in front of the computer, logging in to Skype.
She was online, so I called her.
“DO YOU WANT ME TO THINK YOU WERE DEAD?” She shouted, funny old lady, my mom.
“Calm down mom, I’m fine, there are just so many stuff to do at school and…”
“Well, I’m sure you have plenty of time to talk to your friends.” She interrupted me. “Get out of the camera so I can see your bedroom.”
I slowly moved to the side and at the same exact moment Jack entered the room. I looked at him and whispered.
“Get out.”
“What?” He whispered back.
“Leave. The. Food. And get out.” I whispered, chuckling.
“By the way, what are you still doing with pajamas? I thought you would be getting home from school by now.” My mom started to talk again.
“Yeah… uh… I didn’t go to school today mom.” Jack was holding his laugh. “I-I felt sick.”
“Aww… poor you…” And before she could keep talking, Jack couldn’t hold his laugh anymore. “WHO IS THERE WITH YOU?”
“It’s a friend mom, just ignore him.” I stared at him, seriously.
“What is he doing there? Bring him closer so I can meet him.” She smiled.
“Not today mom, he’s leaving already.” I said, watching him leave the room, still laughing.
“Oh… okay then, but I still want to meet him.” She pouted, my mom, yes, she pouted. “I’m glad to know you’re making friends dear.”
“Yeah, me too.” I sighed. “I gotta go lunch now mom, can we talk later?”
“Ok dear, we’ll talk later.” She smiled, she looked sad though, worried.
“How’s dad?” I asked, after a couple of seconds.
“Oh… Peter? He is still at the hospital dear.” I held my breath. “But don’t worry ‘bout him, your dad is a stubborn man.” She forced a laugh.
“Ok mom…” I could see she was holding her tears. “See you later. Love you.” I smiled.
“I love you too, take car…”
I turned off the computer before she could finish speaking. She was lying. My dad wasn’t going to make it. I knew that.
“What’s wrong with him?” Jack asked, he had been hearing our conversation through the door, I supposed.
“Why are you still here?” I pretended to look irritated, ignoring what he asked and holding my tears.
“Ouch… sorry.” He chuckled. “8pm, don’t forget.” He said, as he dissapeared down the staircase.
After he left I ate the food he left me and went back to bed. He texted me a few times but I didn’t text him back.
I woke up with a car honking and a terrible head ache. I looked at the clock. 8:14pm. Fuck.
I looked through the window and there was a black car. Jack’s car I suppose.
I ran to my phone and there were 5 texts and 2 missed calls. Fuck. The car stopped honking and my phone started to ring.
“I forgot, I know, I’m sorry.” I talked fast, walking towards the bathroom.
“Relax, I’ll wait, take your time, we have the whole night.” He laughed and I turned the phone off taking a look at myself in the mirror.
I looked like shit.
I got random clothes in the closet. Black jeans, black shirt, black jacket, fuck this. I brushed my teeth and ran downstairs.
“ROSE.” I shouted. “I’m going out with Jack, I’ll be back before midnight ok?” I don’t know if she heard that, I don’t care, I just hate to leave people waiting for me. Then I ran towards the car.
“I’m sorry. I’m so fucking sorry. I’m an irresponsable piece of shit…” I started talking, really fast as I closed the door, being interrupted by his laugh.
“Calm down man.” He laughed, staring at me in a funny way.
“And I’m sorry I look like shit too.” Fuck, I forgot to get my hair done.
“I don’t care about how you look.” He chuckled. “Your hair looks a lot better like this though.” He said, starting the car.
“Pff…” I laughed at his face. “Where are you taking me Jacky?” I smiled.
“STOP THIS.” He shouted, making me laugh. “We’re going to eat pizza, because kids like pizza.” He teased.
“Yay.” I chuckled, relaxing on the seat.
“Ugh… I feel so full.” I said, after eating tons of pizza.
“Good to know, since I’ve been feeding you the whole day.” He smiled. “Why don’t you take your jacket off? It’s fucking hot in here.” He asked.
“…do I really have to answer that?” I said, giving him a serious look.
“Come here.” I was sitting in front of him and I lazily got up and sat by his side, leaning my head on his shoulder, I felt tired. “It’s not something to feel ashamed of.” He whispered in my ear.
“Don’t tell me you’d like to be hanging around with someone with this disgusting scars covering his arms.” I said, I little bit too loud.
“I really don’t care.” He sighed. “But if you feel bad about them, just put your arms under the table so nobody sees it, at least you won’t melt on this heat.” He smiled against my head.
I calmly took off my jacket and hid my arms under the table, smiling at Jack, I didn’t want to embarrass him in front of all those people.
“Happy now?” I whispered.
He smiled and put one of his arms under the table, softly stroking one of my hands, causing me to blush. He laughed. Why the fuck was I blushing?
We stayed there, for an hour or two, just talking about random stuff. May and her obsession with cats, Joe and his old collection of action figures, Leeyh’s girlfriend, whose name was Taylor, and Jack’s smoking habits. He only did it when he was nervous, or when he needed to escape from the world, from his thoughts. Jack’s father used to do the same thing, that was kind of the reason he did it. He used to see his father as an inspiration, until he found out who he really was, as he said, a selfish motherfucker.
We kept talking on our way home, and when we arrived at my house, it was already 11:35pm, I had told Rose I would be home before midnight.
“Well… thanks Jack.” I smiled at him. “It was… fun.”
“I honestly prefer “Jacky” .” He pouted, making me chuckle. “Yeah… I liked it.” He smiled.
“Bye.” I said, opening the door.
“See ya.” He said.
I was already walking towards the porch when Jack got out of the car.
“Hey… wait… I-I have something for ya.” He said, while running to me.
“What is it?” I turned to face him, he was nervous.
“A surprise.” He laughed a bit. “Close your eyes.” I did as he asked.
“You scare me sometimes Ja…”
And before I could finish my sentence, I felt his lips against mine. I didn’t know what to do, I was panicking, so I just paralized. I felt his hands moving around my skinny waist while he slowly leaned his head to the side, smiling against my lips when he noticed I freaking didn’t know what to do. He bit my bottom lip softly before moving his lips to my ear.
“Sorry…” He whispered. “I didn’t want to scare you.” He smiled. I was still paralized.
And with a last peck on my lips, he left.
I don’t know what happened next, but I still had my eyes closed, and when I finally openned them, all I could see was a happy Rose smiling through the window.
“Good morning kid.” Jack whispered, noticing I was awake.
“Mornin’ Jacky.” I said, kissing his neck, I don’t know why I did it exactly, it just felt natural.
“I guess I can get used to this.” He chuckled.
I just smiled and closed my eyes.
“So… what do ya want for breakfast?” He asked, unwrapping his arms from me, I felt cold.
“Noo.” I pretended to cry, holding him close again. “Let’s go back to sleep.” I pouted.
“Come on, get up sleeping beauty.” He laughed, getting up. “Rose might be getting worried.” He said, while getting his clothes.
“Rose? When did you talk to her?” I sat on the bed, confused.
“Well… first of all.” He started, sitting on the computer table. “She thought I was going to sleep on the couch, and since she didn’t see me there, she came up here to ask you if you knew where I was, I was awake when she entered the bedroom, and well… she saw you crying and I told her you were sick… and you couldn’t go to school… I told her I was taking care of you.” He smiled, walking towards the bathroom.
“What an awesome liar.” I laughed. “What time is it?” I said, getting up and stretching my arms.
He pointed to the clock and got in the bathroom to change his clothes. It was already 1pm.
“It’s fucking 1 in the afternoon and you were offering me breakfast?” I shouted, as he came out of the bathroom with black skinny jeans and a red t-shirt.
“Sorry ma’am.” He chuckled. “Shall I take you out for lunch then?” He joked.
“It would be lovely.” I joked too.
“Yeah… not gonna happen.” He sighed. “My mother is going crazy at home. But maybe we could do something else.”
“Ugh… I’m not in the mood to move today.” I chuckled, sleepy as hell.
“Ok, so I guess I’ll pick you up at 8pm.” He smiled, ignoring me. “And as you’re not in the mood of moving, I’ll go downstairs get you some food so you don’t die of hunger here.” He laughed, opening the bedroom door.
“That’s sweet of you Jacky.” I teased while he left the room.
It was funny, the way he was treating me, it was even funnier because we only knew eachother for a couple of days, but I didn’t feel unconfortable near him, I felt like I could be myself around him.
It kind of remembered me of my mom, but it was different, at least I felt something different.
I suddenly remember I haven't talked to my mom since the day I got there. So I walked lazily and sat in front of the computer, logging in to Skype.
She was online, so I called her.
“DO YOU WANT ME TO THINK YOU WERE DEAD?” She shouted, funny old lady, my mom.
“Calm down mom, I’m fine, there are just so many stuff to do at school and…”
“Well, I’m sure you have plenty of time to talk to your friends.” She interrupted me. “Get out of the camera so I can see your bedroom.”
I slowly moved to the side and at the same exact moment Jack entered the room. I looked at him and whispered.
“Get out.”
“What?” He whispered back.
“Leave. The. Food. And get out.” I whispered, chuckling.
“By the way, what are you still doing with pajamas? I thought you would be getting home from school by now.” My mom started to talk again.
“Yeah… uh… I didn’t go to school today mom.” Jack was holding his laugh. “I-I felt sick.”
“Aww… poor you…” And before she could keep talking, Jack couldn’t hold his laugh anymore. “WHO IS THERE WITH YOU?”
“It’s a friend mom, just ignore him.” I stared at him, seriously.
“What is he doing there? Bring him closer so I can meet him.” She smiled.
“Not today mom, he’s leaving already.” I said, watching him leave the room, still laughing.
“Oh… okay then, but I still want to meet him.” She pouted, my mom, yes, she pouted. “I’m glad to know you’re making friends dear.”
“Yeah, me too.” I sighed. “I gotta go lunch now mom, can we talk later?”
“Ok dear, we’ll talk later.” She smiled, she looked sad though, worried.
“How’s dad?” I asked, after a couple of seconds.
“Oh… Peter? He is still at the hospital dear.” I held my breath. “But don’t worry ‘bout him, your dad is a stubborn man.” She forced a laugh.
“Ok mom…” I could see she was holding her tears. “See you later. Love you.” I smiled.
“I love you too, take car…”
I turned off the computer before she could finish speaking. She was lying. My dad wasn’t going to make it. I knew that.
“What’s wrong with him?” Jack asked, he had been hearing our conversation through the door, I supposed.
“Why are you still here?” I pretended to look irritated, ignoring what he asked and holding my tears.
“Ouch… sorry.” He chuckled. “8pm, don’t forget.” He said, as he dissapeared down the staircase.
After he left I ate the food he left me and went back to bed. He texted me a few times but I didn’t text him back.
I woke up with a car honking and a terrible head ache. I looked at the clock. 8:14pm. Fuck.
I looked through the window and there was a black car. Jack’s car I suppose.
I ran to my phone and there were 5 texts and 2 missed calls. Fuck. The car stopped honking and my phone started to ring.
“I forgot, I know, I’m sorry.” I talked fast, walking towards the bathroom.
“Relax, I’ll wait, take your time, we have the whole night.” He laughed and I turned the phone off taking a look at myself in the mirror.
I looked like shit.
I got random clothes in the closet. Black jeans, black shirt, black jacket, fuck this. I brushed my teeth and ran downstairs.
“ROSE.” I shouted. “I’m going out with Jack, I’ll be back before midnight ok?” I don’t know if she heard that, I don’t care, I just hate to leave people waiting for me. Then I ran towards the car.
“I’m sorry. I’m so fucking sorry. I’m an irresponsable piece of shit…” I started talking, really fast as I closed the door, being interrupted by his laugh.
“Calm down man.” He laughed, staring at me in a funny way.
“And I’m sorry I look like shit too.” Fuck, I forgot to get my hair done.
“I don’t care about how you look.” He chuckled. “Your hair looks a lot better like this though.” He said, starting the car.
“Pff…” I laughed at his face. “Where are you taking me Jacky?” I smiled.
“STOP THIS.” He shouted, making me laugh. “We’re going to eat pizza, because kids like pizza.” He teased.
“Yay.” I chuckled, relaxing on the seat.
“Ugh… I feel so full.” I said, after eating tons of pizza.
“Good to know, since I’ve been feeding you the whole day.” He smiled. “Why don’t you take your jacket off? It’s fucking hot in here.” He asked.
“…do I really have to answer that?” I said, giving him a serious look.
“Come here.” I was sitting in front of him and I lazily got up and sat by his side, leaning my head on his shoulder, I felt tired. “It’s not something to feel ashamed of.” He whispered in my ear.
“Don’t tell me you’d like to be hanging around with someone with this disgusting scars covering his arms.” I said, I little bit too loud.
“I really don’t care.” He sighed. “But if you feel bad about them, just put your arms under the table so nobody sees it, at least you won’t melt on this heat.” He smiled against my head.
I calmly took off my jacket and hid my arms under the table, smiling at Jack, I didn’t want to embarrass him in front of all those people.
“Happy now?” I whispered.
He smiled and put one of his arms under the table, softly stroking one of my hands, causing me to blush. He laughed. Why the fuck was I blushing?
We stayed there, for an hour or two, just talking about random stuff. May and her obsession with cats, Joe and his old collection of action figures, Leeyh’s girlfriend, whose name was Taylor, and Jack’s smoking habits. He only did it when he was nervous, or when he needed to escape from the world, from his thoughts. Jack’s father used to do the same thing, that was kind of the reason he did it. He used to see his father as an inspiration, until he found out who he really was, as he said, a selfish motherfucker.
We kept talking on our way home, and when we arrived at my house, it was already 11:35pm, I had told Rose I would be home before midnight.
“Well… thanks Jack.” I smiled at him. “It was… fun.”
“I honestly prefer “Jacky” .” He pouted, making me chuckle. “Yeah… I liked it.” He smiled.
“Bye.” I said, opening the door.
“See ya.” He said.
I was already walking towards the porch when Jack got out of the car.
“Hey… wait… I-I have something for ya.” He said, while running to me.
“What is it?” I turned to face him, he was nervous.
“A surprise.” He laughed a bit. “Close your eyes.” I did as he asked.
“You scare me sometimes Ja…”
And before I could finish my sentence, I felt his lips against mine. I didn’t know what to do, I was panicking, so I just paralized. I felt his hands moving around my skinny waist while he slowly leaned his head to the side, smiling against my lips when he noticed I freaking didn’t know what to do. He bit my bottom lip softly before moving his lips to my ear.
“Sorry…” He whispered. “I didn’t want to scare you.” He smiled. I was still paralized.
And with a last peck on my lips, he left.
I don’t know what happened next, but I still had my eyes closed, and when I finally openned them, all I could see was a happy Rose smiling through the window.
Update: I totally cried.
Again.
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