Sit Back, Gotta Catch My Breath

Jack has been hanging out at my house every day after school and has been alternating between me and Rian's houses for overnight stays. It seemed like he was doing whatever he could to avoid his dad.
Well, then again, who wouldn't?
And it's kind of sad because his dad hasn't even cared enough to call around and find out where his son is. And Jack hasn't been in the best mood lately. He's moping around a lot and wishes his dad was dead. And I felt bad for him. He has never known what it's like to have a loving father-figure. All he knows is the drunk bastard that raised him.
I sighed and looked over at his sleeping body in the sleeping bag on the floor. This was the only time he looked truly peaceful. Like there was absolutely nothing wrong in his life. But that didn't keep me from wishing that that was true. I want nothing but for Jack to be happy. But as long as his dad is around, it doesn't seem like that will ever happen.
I slowly got out of my bed and headed down to the kitchen. I was having the worst time sleeping, so I thought maybe a warm glass of milk would help me out.
There was just one problem. When I opened the refrigerator door, I realized we didn't have any milk. Great.
I returned upstairs and crawled back into my bed. After about ten minutes of just staring up at the ceiling, I glanced back over at Jack, who, I found, was no longer asleep. We stared at each other for a few moments before he decided to break the silence.
"Trouble sleeping?" he whispered.
I nodded. "Yeah."
"What's wrong?" He turned over on his stomach to get a better look at me.
"Nothing. Just thinking," I reassured him.
"About what?"
I shook my head. "Nothing important."
He sighed and wriggled out of his sleeping bag and joined me under my comforter and cuddled up to me. "C'mon. You can tell me, Lex."
I sighed and buried my face in his chest. "No, really. It's nothing. I'm just not that tired." And, of course, with that, my body betrayed me and I yawned. Damn it.
"Not tired, huh?" He sighed. "Fine. If you don't want to tell me, that's fine. Just remember I'm always here if you ever do want to talk."
I nodded and pulled myself closer to him, absorbing as much of his body heat as I could. He was so warm, which made me want to cuddle with him even more.
I was just so comfortable when I laid down next to Jack. And, before I knew it, I was nodding off to sleep at last.

Notes

Short chapter, I know, but just kind of a filler.
I'm experiencing a bit of writer's block, but it'll get better guys. I promise.

-Ryan

P.S.
Also, I think the "Views" thing might be broken or something. I have more comments and more subscribers, but my views haven't changed since Friday. But IDK. What do I know? :P