The Last Night

Jack gasped as the lips attacked his neck, biting and sucking dark marks onto the flawless skin. He tangled his fingers in the hair of the beautiful boy atop him. He bucked hiss hips up in order to grind their erections together, causing throaty moans to escape both of their mouths.

"Fuck Zack." Jack breathed out as Zack started kissing his way down Jack's chest, causing Jack to tangle his fingers in his sheets.

Zack had shown up a while ago to apologize for being a dick. Jack had just come home from the hospital to take a quick shower, eat something, and return to Alex. Obviously, things hadn't happened the way he had planned. He wasn't going to forgive Zack...like ever, but then he had told Jack he loved him and now here they were, getting it on in Jack's bed.

Zack began to fumble with Jack's zipper when they heard 'Dammit' by Blink 182 fill the room. They both knew it was Jack's phone and tried to ignore it, but something inside Jack told him to answer.

"Mmm babe no." Zack groaned when Jack reached for his phone.

Jack gave him a kiss on the nose and a sympathetic look before answering. "Hello?" Zack sighed dramatically and rolled off of Jack.

"Hello this is the Baltimore hospital, is this Jack?" A soft female voice asked nervously.

Jack sat up. "Yeah this is Jack." Zack rolled his eyes.

The woman on the other line sighed. "I'm sorry to inform you that young Mr. Gaskarth has had another suicide attempt."

Jack's entire world stopped. Another? What? Why? "How?" He whispered into the phone, catching Zack's attention. He could feel his eyes begin to tear up. Zack sat up and pulled Jack into his lap. Jack immediately felt himself melt into his best friend's arms.

Once again the woman sighed. "Well, somehow he obtained a box cutter, don't ask me how, and he slit his wrists. We also discovered multiple other scars and lacerations present on his arms, legs, and hips. I'm very sorry."

Jack sobbed into the phone. "Is he okay?" His heart was beating so fast and he felt so hopelessly depressed. He just HAD to have sex instead of coming straight back. Zack rubbed his back getly.

"Well, he's lost a lot of blood and he may not have full use of his hand for a while due to how deep he cut, but he should live." She said, her voice sympathetic.

Jack hung up, unable to process anything more. He was sobbing so hard now that sound rarely even came out and when it did, it was quite similar to that of a scream. He could still feel the comforting warmth of Zack against him, and he was too in need of that comfort to yell at Zack for forcing him to ruin Alex's life to this extent or to any extent at all.

He felt Zack's lips brush the top of his head. "What if he dies Z?" He whispered.

"Who?" Zack said in confusion. Jack had forgotten that he had yet to inform Zack on the new information he had just received from the hospital receptionist not ten seconds ago.

"Alex. He slit his wrists in the hospital." Jack whimpered. Admitting it out loud was even harder than hearing it over the phone in a stranger's voice. Hearing it in his own voice made it a million times more real.

Zack laughed, but quickly covered his mouth, his eyes wide. Jack practically threw himself out of Zack's arms. "What the actual FUCK are you laughing at!?" He slammed his hands angrily against Zack's chest, unfortunately not having much effect seeing that Zack was massive and Jack was practically a walking pool noodle.

"Oh my god I'm so sorry. It just slipped out." Zack said, attempting to pull Jack back into his lap. Attempting.

"Get out of my house." Jack muttered, climbing off of the bed.

"What?" Zack asked, his eyes growing in fear.

"Get the fuck out of my house!" Jack screamed a t top of his longs, effectively scaring Zack to death.

"Jacky I didn't mean-"

"GET OUT!" Jack growled, shooting a glare at the boy he once thought he loved.

Zack glared straight back at Jack. "Why? So you can go have sex with your little emo fag while he slits his wrists!? You were always a whore Barakat!"

Jack punched Zack in the face. "Don't you /ever/ talk about Alex like that! He's a million times better than you in every single way and I love him way more than I love you!"

That one left them both stunned. Jack loved Alex? You know what? Yes, he did. At least Alex treated him good and didn't hold things over his head. Hell, Jack was the reason Alex was suicidal and still they cuddled like it was nothing.

Zack's face softened. He pressed his lips to Jack's softly, shocking Jack to the point of not ripping his head off and spitting in the hole as he'd recently planned. Zack smiled that adorable perfect smile that made Jack's heart flutter. Only this time, his heart continued beating regularly. "If he makes you happy, then I support it." Jack watched, still in complete shock, as Zack left.

"Whoa." Jack whispered, smiling slightly. That is, until he remembered that the boy he now realized he might love is dying.

Notes

Hey guys!
I'm looking into colleges, for all of you who go to college or are planning, what's your major/minor? Any in particular schools?
Happy almost Halloween!
Till darkness completes us,
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