I'll Keep A Secret If You Keep Me Guessing

Jack's p.o.v. *Couple of days later*

"Wakey, wakey, sunshine, school is here to take our bodies under and leave us with no soul." I heard Alex's voice, waking me up. I laughed, but it probably sounded like an old man with a deep voice laughing because of my moaning voice.

"So cheerful, Alex." I mumbled, rubbing my eyes. How I hated the fact of going back to school.

"Yep. Come on, or we'll be late."

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Arriving at school, I was filled with nerves. Back to school meant hell. I went to grab Alex's hand, but he moved it away from me, giving me a look. I gulped, already feeling the tears start to come. He was regretting me already.

I kept my tears in, however, walking to our first lesson. It was Geography. Great.

When we got in, I made my way naturally over to my seat, expecting Alex to be behind me, but I found that someone was sitting in my seat and Alex wasn't behind me.

He was with Lisa. And Lisa was sitting on Alex.

I felt something rise in my throat, and something shot through my body. I felt hurt.

The boy snarled at me, making me turn my head back to him.

"What the fuck are you looking at, faggot?"

And I wanted to scream, because holy fuck, he sounded like my dad.

"I-I- noth-ing." I was a stuttering mess as I let the words out. I didn't like this new guy, at all. He sounded too much like my dad.

"Well fuck off then." He growled at me, and I nodded my head at him. I turned away from the boy, looking back over at Alex, finding him smiling at the back of Lisa. My heart sank, and I felt tears in my eyes.

He liked Lisa better than me. He didn't want to hold my hand. He likes her, it's obvious.

I couldn't stop the thoughts.

Alex turned his head and looked at me. I ducked my head instantly, looking away from Alex as I went to the chair at the back, next to some geek.

I could feel the lump in my throat harden every time I took looks at Alex and Lisa. It shouldn't be there, though. I have nothing to worry about. Alex loves me, and I love him. He probably just missed being around his friends.

Because I kept him away from them all.

I let out a deep breath, trying to calm myself down. I felt really hot, and the lump in my throat was getting higher.

He loves you, don't worry. I kept telling myself.

The classroom door shut, making me jump.

"Morning class, nice to have you back." The teacher smiled at us all. I wasn't listening, too concentrated on keeping my breathing steady.

~~~

I was done. 100% done.

Alex hasn't talked to me since we got to school, and for some reason, the new boy was trying his best to make my life one big living hell already. I've been trying to avoid the black haired boy, but he managed to keep an eye on me. He would kick the back of my shoes while I was walking, alone, of course, because Alex left me.

I've already let a couple of tears go, but quickly covered them up and controlled myself the best I could.

I learnt that the new boy was called Danny, and he was with the top jocks already, and getting all the ladies because of his looks. I hated him, so, so, much and I've only known him a couple of hours.

As for the Alex "thing", I've done nothing but feel down and not cared for anymore by him. I mean, he's ignoring me. My own boyfriend is ignoring me.

Maybe I'm being a little possessive, because I mean I've had him the whole break and before that, I'm sure he was allowed to hang out with his friends.

But to flirt with Lisa? No. I don't think that's right, and it shouldn't be happening.

I couldn't help but feel pissed off with Alex. He knew how scared I was to come back to school, but he left me by myself anyway.

Walking into the last lesson, I took my normal seat, not bothering to look out for Alex. He's the one that's avoiding me, so shouldn't I make it easier for him?

I was bored and lonely all lesson, which I wasn't quite used to. Sure I had it at my old schools, but at this school I was actually used to having Alex talk and sit next to me. But now I was all alone.

"Hey Jack, look up if your gay," I looked up, seeing Danny. He bursts out laughing, making my body tense in fear. His laugh sounded just like my dad's, too.

"Did you not hear what I said? I said look up if you're gay. Ha, nice to know the faggot confirmed he's a faggot." At that moment, Drake came walking over. Okay, so now I was legitimately scared. Drake was twice as scary as Danny, big muscles and a stern face.

"What's that?" Drake smirked, standing at Danny's side, crossing his tough arms over his chest. I gulped in fear, my mouth opening and closing, eyes stinging. Please don't tell him, Danny.

"Fucking Jack over he just confirmed he's gay." Danny didn't even blink when he said the words, just straight-out came out with them. Drake turned to me, a disgusted look on his face.

Oh fuck, this can't be good.

I heard laughing, and I blinked, finding both Danny and Drake laughing at me.

I kept my tears in, looking down at my fingers. They were laughing louder and louder, and I knew they were catching attention of others. I just wanted to slip away, because this brought back too many memories.

"Okay, guys, break it up." I heard a voice I knew all too well. I looked up and saw Alex running his hand through his hair through frustration. I smiled at him, happy he was actually sticking up for me.

He looked at me. Only for a second, but he looked. And he looked right in my eyes, making my belly all warm. But then he had looked away with no emotion.

Danny and Drake just laughed again and walked away. Jack was going to say thanks, but Alex left.

He just left me to sit here.

All alone.

Notes

Ohhh damn.

Dammit Alex.

GUYS, JUST TO CLARIFY: I DON'T HATE LISA, OKAY? It's just that, when I made this fic, I didn't know much about her, but I read a lot of fanfics that involved her being the bitch, so I wanted to do that (ffs). SHE'S REALLY FUCKING PRETTY AND I WANT HER FACE. SHE ALSO MAKES ALEX HAPPY (from what I know) SO SHE DESERVES EVERYTHING FOR MAKING THAT LITTlE SHIT HAPPY. I DON'T know why people don't like her. ;-;

Okay, so for that XD

This author's note is a mess, but bleb.

Embrace your eyes (embrace your eyes?) for tears. I think it's gonna be sad...depends on if I can actually write stuff that'll make you cry, so you might be lucky and not cry.

Okay, most of you are probably not reading this note, but I love you anyway.