Trigger warning: death threat.

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Jack

Jack felt horrible about having to tell Alex that their thing was over. He didn’t want it to be over, with every single cell of his being; but he had a reason why he had to do it: fear.

We all may have experienced fear at some point; maybe because of a scary film, maybe because of an upcoming exam. But not all of us will have experienced fear for their life. Jack was one of the unlucky people who went through this. Because of Matt.

When he had come home to his and Matt’s place, everything had seemed normal at first. Except for Matt being overly friendly. And then Matt had called him because he wanted to talk to him.

“Honey, can you come here? We need to talk,” Matt begun. Jack felt sick. He came to Matt and faked a smile.

“Sure, what is it?”

“Sit down. I’d like to talk about our relationship,” Matt said.

“What exactly do you mean?”

“Y’know, love, cheating, staying together… I have changed, Jack.”

“Oh?”

“I’d like to make a deal with you. You’ll never do anything other than help him or talk to that priest ever again and I won’t kill you and hurt him,” Matt said, a sweet smile on his face. “I won’t hurt you either,” he added.

“I- what,” Jack asked. He was as pale as a sheet.

“You got me right. You end your thing with him and I won’t hurt you again. In case you break the rules, you are dead and I’ll take care of him too.”

“I’m- I don’t know, I…”

“Will you make a deal with me? It’s to both our bests,” Matt said, still this sickening, sweet smile on his face but his voice taking on a threatening tone.

“I guess I will…” Jack mumbled, knowing well he had no other chance.

“And no going to the police.”

“I- okay.”

“Great.” Matt got up to return to the living room where he lay down and watched TV. Jack was sat in the kitchen, completely perplexed. Only after a few minutes, he started to feel scared. Fear pulsed through his body. What had he done? He had made sure Alex wouldn’t get hurt but to what price? And he himself could die if Matt misinterpreted something; he could come home one nice evening and shortly after be dead.

He was not safe anymore. Why had he gone back to Matt?! Jack had never hated himself as much as right in this moment, when he realized he had just ruined his life.

However he turned it, in whichever direction he looked, this situation seemed impossible to escape. He panicked even more, getting sicker and sicker, until he had to run to the bathroom very quickly in order to not make the kitchen dirty.

Notes

Aw no :c

I hope this clears any confusion up a bit!

-Laura