A Walking Travesty
Watch Your Back
“Do I have to go to school?” Chris groans flipping over on his stomach and away from me. “I’m still emotionally distressed.”
“Cut the bullshit Chris.” I laugh and poke him. “We leave in 20.”
He groans again as I leave the room and return to Jack’s. He is flipped over, just like Chris is. The only difference is, Jack is naked. I bite my lip at the sight of his bare butt and muscular back lying on top of the blankets. Slowly, I walk over to him wearing his giant Blink shirt and a pair of his boxers. I make my way next to him and crawl onto his back gently. He stirs a little as I wrap my legs around his.
“Wake up baby.” I kiss his shoulder gently.
“What time is it?” Jack mumbles into the pillow.
“Time to wake up.” I giggle.
“Smart ass.” He groans. “Get off of me so I can hold you.”
I roll over next to him and before I know it, he has his arms wrapped around me. I sigh happily, realizing how perfect this moment is. My brother is in the room next to us, safe. Jack has his arms wrapped around me and holding me close to him because he wants to, not because he has to.
Last night was pretty perfect. We ended up ordering some Chinese and staying in last night. We all watched Step Brothers, hoping to lighten the mood. By the end of the night, all of us had forgotten what a shitty day it had been and gone our separate ways. Chris went to bed in the guest and Jack and I shared his bedroom. We ended up having more sex last night, but quietly. Pretty sure he and I both can’t get enough of each other’s naked bodies. Sex with Jack is the greatest feeling in the world to me. I’ve never felt closer to him. We fell asleep in each other’s naked embrace happily, with Jack’s door locked just in case.
All of a sudden, I snap back into reality and remember that Jack is cuddling me naked right now.
“Jack, get dressed. Chris is in the room next to us.” I pull away from him quickly.
Jack laughs and sits up, running his fingers through his hair. “You didn’t seem to mind that too much last night.”
I groan as I take in his perfect body and adorable morning face. “Yeah but this time Chris is awake and your door is open. Please, for me?” I bat my eyes sarcastically at him.
Jack chuckles, standing up and stretching. I can just imagine how warm he is right now, the feeling of his soft skin against mine, the feeling of him inside me…I shake my head quickly of the thoughts that were invading my head, and dig around his drawers for a pair of his boxers. I throw a pair at him and look around for more of his clothes. Before I pull a shirt out, Jack wraps his arms around me from behind. I stand up slowly and he nestles his face in my neck.
“Relax.” He murmurs. “We will get to class when we want. I can get myself ready. Go ahead and get ready.”
I smile softly, turn around, and kiss him lightly. “Thank you.”
He shrugs with a smile on his face and goes through his closet to get dressed. I walk to his washroom where I washed some of his clothes. At some point this week, I’m going to need to go back home and grab some of my clothes. I snatch his clothes out of the dryer and pad back to his room. Jack is already dressed in skinny jeans and a black v-neck. He’s brushing his hair and catches my eye in the mirror. He winks and I blush immediately.
I get dressed quickly in a pair of his sweatpants and a tight tank top that no longer fits him. Today, I’m going to have to bum it due to my lack of clothing options. Jack is almost a foot taller than me so the odds of his clothes fitting me are one in a million. He had to dig around for a really small tank top that fits snugly on my body, and a pair of sweatpants I have to roll up around the waistband. I throw my hair into a loose ponytail revealing my little 2 gauge tapers. I don’t have any makeup at Jack’s, therefore leaving my face natural. I hate it, but from the smile on Jack’s face, he loves it.
“You look beautiful.” He nibbles on my ear from behind me.
I throw my head back against his chest and pucker my lips, asking for a kiss silently. He leans down and kisses me on my lips gently. Chris walks in and clears his throat.
“You ready to go?” He asks awkwardly.
“For sure.” Jack replies without breaking eye contact from me.
I slip on a pair of his Nike slides and run out the door with the two of them. None of us really eat breakfast, so we just leave. Jack drives us to school and I shut my eyes softly, hoping that today will fly by with no problems.
Of course, it doesn’t.
As soon as I walk through the door of the hallway, Jack is pulled to the side by a student who has a question for him. I stand awkwardly a few feet away when all of a sudden, Sasha comes up from behind me.
“Watch your back today bitch.” She sneers in my ear.
I freeze and shudder immediately. This is the first time we’ve had an encounter since the hospital incident. I turn just in time to catch her wink at me and walk away. I am so sick of her shit, I swear. Just as I am about to go off on her, Jack slips his arm around my shoulder and pulls me away.
“Jack let me go.” I grunt pushing him off of me. “It’s about time she gets a piece of my mind.”
“No.” He mumbles and pulls me to our homeroom. We are about 20 minutes early, therefore making the class completely empty. He shuts the door behind us. “If you want to get back at her, you have to be sneaky.”
I roll my eyes, still pretty pissed he pulled me away. The one time I ACTUALLY gather up the courage to attack her, he steps in. “Jack I am so tired of this. I don’t want to wait around any longer. I want her to get what she deserves!”
Before he can reply, our homeroom teacher comes in the classroom. He looks at us curiously. “Any reason you two were in here alone with the door closed?”
“We were talking about something pretty private.” I mumble looking at the floor.
“Penny for your thoughts?” Mr. Garcia asks setting his brief case down on the desk.
I look up at Jack who shrugs indifferently. I sigh loudly and begin. “I have this, erm, friend. She is bullied by another classmate and is too scared to stand up for herself. She is afraid that the girl won’t get in trouble, and end up coming to get her instead. It’s been going on for a while and finally my friend is fed up. She wants to yell at the bully and possibly give her a dose of her own medicine. Jack says the girl should wait and do something different, but I say go for it.”
“I think she should talk to a teacher or two first, and see if they can help catch her in the act.” Jack interrupts. “If Em’s friend fights back, she is no better than the bully herself.”
Mr. Garcia nods thoughtfully and sits on top of his desk. “Well, to start off, thanks for coming to me with this. I do have a question for you though. You don’t have to tell me, and you definitely won’t get in trouble, but is this friend you Emma?”
Tears fill my eyes as soon as he asks that question and Jack wraps his arm around me. “Yes.” I whisper.
“I had a feeling.” He half-smiles. “It’s okay. The way she treats you isn’t your fault. I understand how you feel. I know what it’s like to want to fight back, but don’t know where to begin. I would love to say give her a piece of her mind, but Jack’s right. You would end up getting in trouble too. The way I see it, is you should set her up. Make her walk into something she won’t see coming. Since you came to me, I can vouch for you and make sure she really gets what she deserves. Are you able to tell me more about the bullying? This way, when we go to the principal, I can back you up?” He asks me gently.
I smile up at him through tears and nod vigorously. I launch into the stories. I tell him about the times she pinned me in the bathroom and beat the living hell out of me, the time she would threaten my life or my family, the time I ended up in the hospital, the time she tried to make me break up with Jack. I finish the stories, choking on sobs and sitting in Jack’s lap on top of a desk. He has his arms wrapped tightly around me and head on top of mine.
“You are incredible.” Mr. Garcia laughs bitterly. “To see that you are standing right now, after all of that, is incredible. I would’ve given up a long time ago. You have a strong soul Emma. I don’t want you to worry about a thing. All of this will be taken care of. How about this: I’ll give you my phone number and next time she is doing something or you know she is going to attack you, call me. Tell me where you are and I’ll be there as soon as I can. From there, she will get what she deserves. I promise, this will not go unseen.”
I smile at him and untangle myself from Jack. I go up the class and give Mr. Garcia a big hug. He hugs me back tightly and rubs my back softly. We pull apart from each other and he gives me his phone number. As soon as he reads the last digit, students start entering the classroom. I nod and smile at him as I make my way back to my seat with Jack.
He looks a little upset, but the bell rings before I can ask him what’s wrong. I decide to pass him a note.
Are you okay?
Not really.
Talk to me, please.
I just hate hearing all of that. You were so wronged in so many ways. Sometimes I forget how bad it really was. What happens if this all doesn’t work out the way you are planning? What if something else happens? I don’t want you getting hurt ever again Emma.
Jack, don’t worry. It’ll all work out. You heard Mr. Garcia. He’s on our side now, and nothing can stop us.
I look into his eyes, and catch a glimmer of fear. I bunch my eyebrows and he throws me a weak smile. Quickly, he turns back to his notes and pays attention to Mr. Garcia. I wonder what’s going on in that big head of his.
~~JACK POV~~
Mr. Garcia wants to help, and that’s great, but he has no idea what he’s up against. None of us do, except for me. Little does Emma know, the guy who pulled me aside in the hallway was Alex Gaskarth. He introduced himself to me as Sasha’s boyfriend. If you thought Sasha was bad, just wait until Alex shows you what he is made of.
And he will show us that. Lunch. Today. Alone. Or else, Emma and her brother both get it.
“Cut the bullshit Chris.” I laugh and poke him. “We leave in 20.”
He groans again as I leave the room and return to Jack’s. He is flipped over, just like Chris is. The only difference is, Jack is naked. I bite my lip at the sight of his bare butt and muscular back lying on top of the blankets. Slowly, I walk over to him wearing his giant Blink shirt and a pair of his boxers. I make my way next to him and crawl onto his back gently. He stirs a little as I wrap my legs around his.
“Wake up baby.” I kiss his shoulder gently.
“What time is it?” Jack mumbles into the pillow.
“Time to wake up.” I giggle.
“Smart ass.” He groans. “Get off of me so I can hold you.”
I roll over next to him and before I know it, he has his arms wrapped around me. I sigh happily, realizing how perfect this moment is. My brother is in the room next to us, safe. Jack has his arms wrapped around me and holding me close to him because he wants to, not because he has to.
Last night was pretty perfect. We ended up ordering some Chinese and staying in last night. We all watched Step Brothers, hoping to lighten the mood. By the end of the night, all of us had forgotten what a shitty day it had been and gone our separate ways. Chris went to bed in the guest and Jack and I shared his bedroom. We ended up having more sex last night, but quietly. Pretty sure he and I both can’t get enough of each other’s naked bodies. Sex with Jack is the greatest feeling in the world to me. I’ve never felt closer to him. We fell asleep in each other’s naked embrace happily, with Jack’s door locked just in case.
All of a sudden, I snap back into reality and remember that Jack is cuddling me naked right now.
“Jack, get dressed. Chris is in the room next to us.” I pull away from him quickly.
Jack laughs and sits up, running his fingers through his hair. “You didn’t seem to mind that too much last night.”
I groan as I take in his perfect body and adorable morning face. “Yeah but this time Chris is awake and your door is open. Please, for me?” I bat my eyes sarcastically at him.
Jack chuckles, standing up and stretching. I can just imagine how warm he is right now, the feeling of his soft skin against mine, the feeling of him inside me…I shake my head quickly of the thoughts that were invading my head, and dig around his drawers for a pair of his boxers. I throw a pair at him and look around for more of his clothes. Before I pull a shirt out, Jack wraps his arms around me from behind. I stand up slowly and he nestles his face in my neck.
“Relax.” He murmurs. “We will get to class when we want. I can get myself ready. Go ahead and get ready.”
I smile softly, turn around, and kiss him lightly. “Thank you.”
He shrugs with a smile on his face and goes through his closet to get dressed. I walk to his washroom where I washed some of his clothes. At some point this week, I’m going to need to go back home and grab some of my clothes. I snatch his clothes out of the dryer and pad back to his room. Jack is already dressed in skinny jeans and a black v-neck. He’s brushing his hair and catches my eye in the mirror. He winks and I blush immediately.
I get dressed quickly in a pair of his sweatpants and a tight tank top that no longer fits him. Today, I’m going to have to bum it due to my lack of clothing options. Jack is almost a foot taller than me so the odds of his clothes fitting me are one in a million. He had to dig around for a really small tank top that fits snugly on my body, and a pair of sweatpants I have to roll up around the waistband. I throw my hair into a loose ponytail revealing my little 2 gauge tapers. I don’t have any makeup at Jack’s, therefore leaving my face natural. I hate it, but from the smile on Jack’s face, he loves it.
“You look beautiful.” He nibbles on my ear from behind me.
I throw my head back against his chest and pucker my lips, asking for a kiss silently. He leans down and kisses me on my lips gently. Chris walks in and clears his throat.
“You ready to go?” He asks awkwardly.
“For sure.” Jack replies without breaking eye contact from me.
I slip on a pair of his Nike slides and run out the door with the two of them. None of us really eat breakfast, so we just leave. Jack drives us to school and I shut my eyes softly, hoping that today will fly by with no problems.
Of course, it doesn’t.
As soon as I walk through the door of the hallway, Jack is pulled to the side by a student who has a question for him. I stand awkwardly a few feet away when all of a sudden, Sasha comes up from behind me.
“Watch your back today bitch.” She sneers in my ear.
I freeze and shudder immediately. This is the first time we’ve had an encounter since the hospital incident. I turn just in time to catch her wink at me and walk away. I am so sick of her shit, I swear. Just as I am about to go off on her, Jack slips his arm around my shoulder and pulls me away.
“Jack let me go.” I grunt pushing him off of me. “It’s about time she gets a piece of my mind.”
“No.” He mumbles and pulls me to our homeroom. We are about 20 minutes early, therefore making the class completely empty. He shuts the door behind us. “If you want to get back at her, you have to be sneaky.”
I roll my eyes, still pretty pissed he pulled me away. The one time I ACTUALLY gather up the courage to attack her, he steps in. “Jack I am so tired of this. I don’t want to wait around any longer. I want her to get what she deserves!”
Before he can reply, our homeroom teacher comes in the classroom. He looks at us curiously. “Any reason you two were in here alone with the door closed?”
“We were talking about something pretty private.” I mumble looking at the floor.
“Penny for your thoughts?” Mr. Garcia asks setting his brief case down on the desk.
I look up at Jack who shrugs indifferently. I sigh loudly and begin. “I have this, erm, friend. She is bullied by another classmate and is too scared to stand up for herself. She is afraid that the girl won’t get in trouble, and end up coming to get her instead. It’s been going on for a while and finally my friend is fed up. She wants to yell at the bully and possibly give her a dose of her own medicine. Jack says the girl should wait and do something different, but I say go for it.”
“I think she should talk to a teacher or two first, and see if they can help catch her in the act.” Jack interrupts. “If Em’s friend fights back, she is no better than the bully herself.”
Mr. Garcia nods thoughtfully and sits on top of his desk. “Well, to start off, thanks for coming to me with this. I do have a question for you though. You don’t have to tell me, and you definitely won’t get in trouble, but is this friend you Emma?”
Tears fill my eyes as soon as he asks that question and Jack wraps his arm around me. “Yes.” I whisper.
“I had a feeling.” He half-smiles. “It’s okay. The way she treats you isn’t your fault. I understand how you feel. I know what it’s like to want to fight back, but don’t know where to begin. I would love to say give her a piece of her mind, but Jack’s right. You would end up getting in trouble too. The way I see it, is you should set her up. Make her walk into something she won’t see coming. Since you came to me, I can vouch for you and make sure she really gets what she deserves. Are you able to tell me more about the bullying? This way, when we go to the principal, I can back you up?” He asks me gently.
I smile up at him through tears and nod vigorously. I launch into the stories. I tell him about the times she pinned me in the bathroom and beat the living hell out of me, the time she would threaten my life or my family, the time I ended up in the hospital, the time she tried to make me break up with Jack. I finish the stories, choking on sobs and sitting in Jack’s lap on top of a desk. He has his arms wrapped tightly around me and head on top of mine.
“You are incredible.” Mr. Garcia laughs bitterly. “To see that you are standing right now, after all of that, is incredible. I would’ve given up a long time ago. You have a strong soul Emma. I don’t want you to worry about a thing. All of this will be taken care of. How about this: I’ll give you my phone number and next time she is doing something or you know she is going to attack you, call me. Tell me where you are and I’ll be there as soon as I can. From there, she will get what she deserves. I promise, this will not go unseen.”
I smile at him and untangle myself from Jack. I go up the class and give Mr. Garcia a big hug. He hugs me back tightly and rubs my back softly. We pull apart from each other and he gives me his phone number. As soon as he reads the last digit, students start entering the classroom. I nod and smile at him as I make my way back to my seat with Jack.
He looks a little upset, but the bell rings before I can ask him what’s wrong. I decide to pass him a note.
Are you okay?
Not really.
Talk to me, please.
I just hate hearing all of that. You were so wronged in so many ways. Sometimes I forget how bad it really was. What happens if this all doesn’t work out the way you are planning? What if something else happens? I don’t want you getting hurt ever again Emma.
Jack, don’t worry. It’ll all work out. You heard Mr. Garcia. He’s on our side now, and nothing can stop us.
I look into his eyes, and catch a glimmer of fear. I bunch my eyebrows and he throws me a weak smile. Quickly, he turns back to his notes and pays attention to Mr. Garcia. I wonder what’s going on in that big head of his.
~~JACK POV~~
Mr. Garcia wants to help, and that’s great, but he has no idea what he’s up against. None of us do, except for me. Little does Emma know, the guy who pulled me aside in the hallway was Alex Gaskarth. He introduced himself to me as Sasha’s boyfriend. If you thought Sasha was bad, just wait until Alex shows you what he is made of.
And he will show us that. Lunch. Today. Alone. Or else, Emma and her brother both get it.
Notes
GUESS. WHO'S. BACK.Finally, right? It's been way too long and I apologize for that. It's really only been like 11 days but still, it seems like a long time in Fanfic world, does it not?
Anyway, I can explain, I swear.
Last week, my boyfriend and I of a year and 6 months broke up. Then, I had camp for 4 days. THEN I had my wisdom teeth removed this past Monday. THEEEENNN my boyfriend and I got back together.
So it's just been mayhem for me. I swear, I never forgot about any of you or these stories. I'm a little stuck on my other ones, and this one. We will see where this story goes :) Leave me feedback pleeease I missed you all so much. Sorry if it's a little short.
Thank you for sticking around! It means a lot to me :D
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