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Me Without You

Take a Break.

I flicked my eyes away from his face to see my ring gripped in his fingers. Jack stared at me silently, tears glimmering at the edges of his red eyes.
“Jack?” My voice was shaky, seeing him upset was killing me, but knowing that I was the one who had made him this way was worse. I stood awkwardly in the entrance way, the door closed behind me and twiddled my phone in my hands. It shouldn’t be awkward, it should be seamless. I should have walked in here, been engulfed in his arms and everything would have been right again. But this time, this time things had gone a little too deep. Jack stared at the ring in his hand and kept averted from my eyes. Both of us were silent, neither of us knowing what to say. I wanted to drop on my knees and cry about how I had been stupid and I didn’t mean any of it, but we would both know that I was lying. As much as I overreacted this afternoon, there was a hint of truth in my words. I really did hate it that he was constantly waiting for me to leave him. I wanted him to trust me and sometimes it seemed like that would never happen, like he was too insecure in our relationship. I quickly realised that Jack wouldn’t be the first to talk so I made my way over to the bed slowly and perched myself on the corner of the bed, keeping a small distance away from him. God dammit. “I feel like I’m in kindergarten.” I groaned and Jack gave me an unamused look. “We’re supposed to be getting married and having children and yet after one fight we can’t talk to each other? This is ridiculous.” I sighed. Jack huffed and moved himself so he was sitting cross legged on the bed facing me. “As much as I’d love to just forget it, we do need to talk about what happened.” I whispered, my eyes following my ring as it flipped around in Jack’s hands.
“Yeah.” Jack mumbled, his voice croaky. “Did you mean it?”
“Did I meant what?” I had said a lot of things in that park.
“That you didn’t want to marry me.” Ah, shit. I held my head in my hands and tried to stop myself from screaming. I had royally fucked up.
“I never said I didn’t want to marry you, Jack.” I ran a hand through my hair flicked it off my face. “I said I couldn’t until you learnt to trust me.”
“I do trust you.” I gave Jack a look and he let out a small smile. “Okay, I don’t trust you with Alex. I admit it.” I nodded slowly and kept my face calm even though Jack’s verbal confirmation of my fears sent daggers through me. “It’s just, we were so perfect in high school, we were so close and the Alex came along. And for some reason, he’s always the better one isn’t he?” I let Jack go off on a tangent, knowing he needed to get this out of his system. “I had you. We were perfect. And then when Alex came in we were still perfect. We only started to drift apart when Alex realised we were never going to be official. And, being the asshole that he was back then, he thought it would be totally okay to go and try make a move on you anyway. And I couldn’t argue with that. I mean, everyone knew we were each other’s but we had no label to make anything official. And I knew why you didn’t want labels and I totally understood that. But Alex, he took total advantage of that and started working his way in. and then I found out that Zack wanted in on you as well.” Jack jumped off the bed and started pacing around the room, his voice growing slightly louder. “So I let them. I never should have, but I did. I let them take their shots and try their luck and he fucking won. As always, Alex won. And he won the one thing I couldn’t stand him taking from me.” Jack stopped walking and starred me down. “He took you, Jasey.” He took a breath before carrying on. “And then we left, and when I finally get to see you again, the only thing you cared about was Alex. ‘I want Alex back’, ‘I love Alex.’. ‘I love Mike so much, but he’s not Alex’. What about me? What about the guy who ran two blocks when you were cold to climb through your window and cuddle you? I was always there for you and yet Alex won.” I pulled my hands over my face, knowing exactly where he was coming from.
“Jack, I’m so sorry.” I whimpered, instantly cringing at my voice betraying me. Jack’s face softened and he slid next to me on the bed, taking my hands away from my face and holding them in his.
“I know you are. And I know that you love me now, not Alex. But I will always be wary of him because of that. I will always be waiting for Alex to take you from me.” We stared into each other’s eyes and I was speechless. I had no retort for what he had just said. “So you were right earlier, we were forced into this whole marriage thing way too early. We’re only getting married because of my dad but really, he has no say.” Jack flicked he ring up in the air and caught it expertly. “I think I’m going to hang onto this until we’re ready. It may be tomorrow, it may be in seven years, but I won’t give up on us Jasey. I just think we need some time to other our thoughts, to sort ourselves out.” No, he was not going where I thought he was. “We should take a break for however long we need to. Just be Jasey and Jack without the pressure of being in a relationship. IF we fit back together, we fit back together. This whole thing moved to fast for either of us to handle. A break is all we need.” Jack stood up and pocketed the ring before placing a kiss on my forehead and leaving the room. Holy shit. I felt a tear roll down my cheek as the door clicked shut. I can’t believe that just happened. Jack… that was it, wasn’t it? He just broke up with me. I pulled out my phone and quickly dialled Alex.
“Jasey? Are you okay?” He sounded worried. Of course he did, he was in a constant state of worry about me.
“Jack…” I stuttered through my tears. “He… he just broke up with me.”

Notes

I am so sorry! IM SO SORRYYYYYY. I apologise. But... guys. Come ON. It had to happen. I couldn't let things be that easy.
Please don't hate me for this! I promise things get better!
As usual, comment, vote, tell all your friends ;)

And I'm totally curious, who do you guys ship in this fic? Masey (Mike and Jasey), Lasey (Alex and Jasey cause I could not come up with anything better), Jasey and Zack ;), or Jasey and Jack?????


Comments

Prequel first please <3 :)

LastFlightHome LastFlightHome
10/25/14

@Evie
Ahh okay I get it :)

I really hope I didn't sound mean. If I didn't like your story I wouldn't have bothered. I just thought it was good enough for me to point out.

@we-forgot-monday
Hey :) I kind of wanted that to be the point. Jasey seems so perfect and everyone seems to like her so much that her downfall is how possessive she becomes over everyone. How they're her boys and no one else's unless she totally approves of them. I read a lot of fanfiction where the female is 'perfect' in a way and I wanted to try push that in a different way where her perfection and popularity is her downfall. For example, how she can't choose between Alex or Jack but still expects both of them to hang around for her and not move on, which ultimately all comes from her insecurity but we haven't got there yet ;) I'm starting to focus more on that side of the story now as its coming toward the end but I thought I should just put that out there and I'm really do apologise if it's unclear! The story did begin with a lack of character put into Jasey which I'm trying to slowly fix up through both the chapters coming up and the prequel.
Thanks for your comment!

Evie Evie
7/6/14

I really don't mean to sound bitchy or mean but why does everyone like Jasey so much? What has she done? She seems kind of perfect, which seems kind of unrealistic. I haven't finished the story yet but does she have any flaws? Also why are they all her boys? Is no other female allowed to be a part of their lives but Jasey? This story is well written and there are certain parts of it that I really like, its just that those things don't really make sense. I really hope I didn't hurt your feelings or anything like that, because I am in no means a perfect writer, but I hope its like constructive criticism.

@Rebecca.Troy
Lets face it, there's never enough drama :)

Evie Evie
6/27/14