Jack Barakat Imagines
Cheating Jack :c
Your POV
I was coming home from a long day of work. I was excited to see Jack tonight. We hadn’t had some nice time alone in a while. I really missed him. Damn I loved him, I just wanted to be with him as long as I could. I thought it’d be fun to surprise him with me coming home this time. I usually worked a lot because my job didn’t pay too much so I had to work more than usual. I usually told him when I was going home, but this time I wanted to surprise him.
I pulled up to our house and turned off the car. Maybe we could actually do something fun tonight. I got out and walked in the house. Jack’s car was here, but I didn’t see him anywhere. I didn’t call out for him though. I heard a loud bang from upstairs and then giggling. Oh fuck me.
Please don’t let this be real please don’t let this happen. I went upstairs and walked to our door. I heard two voices. One definitely was Jack’s, the other I couldn’t place. I sighed and opened the door.
Jack was hovering over a girl without clothes on, kissing her while grinding up and down. “What the actual fuck!” I scream.
Jack hopped off and stared at me. “Y/N, it’s not what it looks like!” He yelled.
“Oh drop the shit, ass face. What were you doing then, practicing for the fucking Lifetime Personal Fitness test?! I fucking hate you!”
“I’m so sorry!”
“Shut the fuck up Jack. Who the fuck are you banging anyway.” I crossed my arms, biting my lip out of anger. I could feel the tears start to well up, but I refused to let them down. To be honest, Jack having an affair was in the back of my mind but I kept pushing it away. I guess I was right.
The girl sat up, and I recognized her immediately.
“Oh fuck no! You’re meaning to tell me that you’re not only cheating on me, but you’re cheating on me with her?!”
My best friend - or should I say ex - opened her mouth to speak. “Look, I know this looks bad-” she started.
“Of course this looks bad!”
“I wanted to tell you it’s just-” Jack started to speak but I cut him off.
“It’s just what Jack? You wanted to tell me that you were having sex with my best friend but decided it’d be a lot more fun if I found out for myself? Well you’re an asshole. And you’re-” I pointed at Cara. “A selfish bitch. Don’t ever talk to me again.”
Jack looked at me, then down at the floor. “I love her,” he mumbled quietly. But I heard it.
“Oh Jesus fucking Christ!” I looked over at the thing nearest to me, and picked up to throw it. I caught myself, and threw it at the ground and broke it.
Cara looked up at Jack with those fucking doe eyes I couldn’t stand. “You do? I love you too.”
“Can we not have a declaration of love in front of me in my own house?! You know what, I’m fucking done. You guys can have each other. I fucking hate both of you.” I turned around to run out. My anger was melting into tears, and I couldn’t keep them from pouring out any longer. I ran outside and I just about made it across the street when I heard Cara call my name.
“Y/N, wait! I didn’t want you to find out this way!”
“Then why did you fucking do it?!” I screamed at her. I saw Jack behind her, with a blanket wrapped around his waist.
“I wanted to tell you, I just didn’t know how!”
“Couldn’t you have waited for him to actually break up with me instead of going behind my back!”
She started to think, but then all of a sudden, a truck came whizzing by and knocked her down in a sudden thump.
“Cara!” Jack called out. He ran to where she was, and the truck skidded to a stop. “Y/N, call an ambulance!”
“Why don’t you do it since you love her so much.” I grumbled with my arms crossed. He looked up at me with pleading eyes, and I caved and took out my phone. They said they’d get here as fast as they can. I silently hoped they’d take a little longer.
Afterward
I immediately regretted what I thought on the street with Cara lying there on the ground when they told us that she didn’t make it. Jack burst into tears, and I was just in shock. She lost all hope for surviving when her head hit the pavement as hard as it did. It caused internal bleeding and she bled out in the ambulance.
Jack was sobbing on my shoulder, and I was rubbing his arm up and down. I really didn’t want to be this close to him considering what had happened just a few hours earlier, but I didn’t want him to be completely alone. There was a part of me that still loved him. I don’t know why.
“I can’t believe she’s gone,” Jack sobbed.
“Me neither,” I whispered.
“I loved her.”
“You don’t need to remind me.”
“Sorry.”
“Jack, I don’t understand why you didn’t just tell me. Instead of all of this happening, we could’ve prevented it all.”
“I know, I just didn’t want to hurt you.”
“And you think this hurts less?”
“I’m sorry.” He stopped crying, but was still sniffling. We were in the lobby of the hospital waiting to be told what would happen with Cara’s body. “Would you ever forgive me?”
“Honestly?” I looked at him. He nodded. “No.”
“Oh.”
“What you did was unforgivable, but I don’t know. Maybe.”
I continued to try and comfort my cheating boyfriend as much as I could. It hurt to touch him knowing that she touched him too. Those intimate places that I thought were all mine were shared. With her. And now she’s gone. But now that he’s all mine again, I’m not sure if I still want him.
“Can I ask you something?” I questioned.
“Sure.”
“Did you ever love me?”
“Yeah at first. But I guess I fell in love with her a bit more.”
I sighed, and didn’t say anything. Definitely can’t take him back then. He looked over at me. His brown eyes were staring into mine. They flickered down to my lips, and in that moment we were staring at each other breathing heavily. He leaned in and kissed me. I kissed back for a second, but then I pushed him away.
“No. We’re through Jack. I don’t want you back. I’m here as a friend. But we’re not together anymore.”
Jack nodded and shuffled his weight off of me. I folded my hands in my lap, wondering what I did to make him stop loving me. Jack glanced over at me. It hurt too much look back.
“We can still be friends?” he asked.
“Yeah. We can still be friends.” The doctor came and motioned for us to both go over. Jack’s tears kept streaming down his face, and I just disconnected from reality. He told us the procedures, and I knew that I’d have to help with it. I’d have to help the mourning of my best friend that slept with my ex boyfriend.
I’d have to do it for Jack. The last thing I’d do for him as his girlfriend - well ex. Then I’d just be an acquaintance. Someone he used to know.
I was coming home from a long day of work. I was excited to see Jack tonight. We hadn’t had some nice time alone in a while. I really missed him. Damn I loved him, I just wanted to be with him as long as I could. I thought it’d be fun to surprise him with me coming home this time. I usually worked a lot because my job didn’t pay too much so I had to work more than usual. I usually told him when I was going home, but this time I wanted to surprise him.
I pulled up to our house and turned off the car. Maybe we could actually do something fun tonight. I got out and walked in the house. Jack’s car was here, but I didn’t see him anywhere. I didn’t call out for him though. I heard a loud bang from upstairs and then giggling. Oh fuck me.
Please don’t let this be real please don’t let this happen. I went upstairs and walked to our door. I heard two voices. One definitely was Jack’s, the other I couldn’t place. I sighed and opened the door.
Jack was hovering over a girl without clothes on, kissing her while grinding up and down. “What the actual fuck!” I scream.
Jack hopped off and stared at me. “Y/N, it’s not what it looks like!” He yelled.
“Oh drop the shit, ass face. What were you doing then, practicing for the fucking Lifetime Personal Fitness test?! I fucking hate you!”
“I’m so sorry!”
“Shut the fuck up Jack. Who the fuck are you banging anyway.” I crossed my arms, biting my lip out of anger. I could feel the tears start to well up, but I refused to let them down. To be honest, Jack having an affair was in the back of my mind but I kept pushing it away. I guess I was right.
The girl sat up, and I recognized her immediately.
“Oh fuck no! You’re meaning to tell me that you’re not only cheating on me, but you’re cheating on me with her?!”
My best friend - or should I say ex - opened her mouth to speak. “Look, I know this looks bad-” she started.
“Of course this looks bad!”
“I wanted to tell you it’s just-” Jack started to speak but I cut him off.
“It’s just what Jack? You wanted to tell me that you were having sex with my best friend but decided it’d be a lot more fun if I found out for myself? Well you’re an asshole. And you’re-” I pointed at Cara. “A selfish bitch. Don’t ever talk to me again.”
Jack looked at me, then down at the floor. “I love her,” he mumbled quietly. But I heard it.
“Oh Jesus fucking Christ!” I looked over at the thing nearest to me, and picked up to throw it. I caught myself, and threw it at the ground and broke it.
Cara looked up at Jack with those fucking doe eyes I couldn’t stand. “You do? I love you too.”
“Can we not have a declaration of love in front of me in my own house?! You know what, I’m fucking done. You guys can have each other. I fucking hate both of you.” I turned around to run out. My anger was melting into tears, and I couldn’t keep them from pouring out any longer. I ran outside and I just about made it across the street when I heard Cara call my name.
“Y/N, wait! I didn’t want you to find out this way!”
“Then why did you fucking do it?!” I screamed at her. I saw Jack behind her, with a blanket wrapped around his waist.
“I wanted to tell you, I just didn’t know how!”
“Couldn’t you have waited for him to actually break up with me instead of going behind my back!”
She started to think, but then all of a sudden, a truck came whizzing by and knocked her down in a sudden thump.
“Cara!” Jack called out. He ran to where she was, and the truck skidded to a stop. “Y/N, call an ambulance!”
“Why don’t you do it since you love her so much.” I grumbled with my arms crossed. He looked up at me with pleading eyes, and I caved and took out my phone. They said they’d get here as fast as they can. I silently hoped they’d take a little longer.
Afterward
I immediately regretted what I thought on the street with Cara lying there on the ground when they told us that she didn’t make it. Jack burst into tears, and I was just in shock. She lost all hope for surviving when her head hit the pavement as hard as it did. It caused internal bleeding and she bled out in the ambulance.
Jack was sobbing on my shoulder, and I was rubbing his arm up and down. I really didn’t want to be this close to him considering what had happened just a few hours earlier, but I didn’t want him to be completely alone. There was a part of me that still loved him. I don’t know why.
“I can’t believe she’s gone,” Jack sobbed.
“Me neither,” I whispered.
“I loved her.”
“You don’t need to remind me.”
“Sorry.”
“Jack, I don’t understand why you didn’t just tell me. Instead of all of this happening, we could’ve prevented it all.”
“I know, I just didn’t want to hurt you.”
“And you think this hurts less?”
“I’m sorry.” He stopped crying, but was still sniffling. We were in the lobby of the hospital waiting to be told what would happen with Cara’s body. “Would you ever forgive me?”
“Honestly?” I looked at him. He nodded. “No.”
“Oh.”
“What you did was unforgivable, but I don’t know. Maybe.”
I continued to try and comfort my cheating boyfriend as much as I could. It hurt to touch him knowing that she touched him too. Those intimate places that I thought were all mine were shared. With her. And now she’s gone. But now that he’s all mine again, I’m not sure if I still want him.
“Can I ask you something?” I questioned.
“Sure.”
“Did you ever love me?”
“Yeah at first. But I guess I fell in love with her a bit more.”
I sighed, and didn’t say anything. Definitely can’t take him back then. He looked over at me. His brown eyes were staring into mine. They flickered down to my lips, and in that moment we were staring at each other breathing heavily. He leaned in and kissed me. I kissed back for a second, but then I pushed him away.
“No. We’re through Jack. I don’t want you back. I’m here as a friend. But we’re not together anymore.”
Jack nodded and shuffled his weight off of me. I folded my hands in my lap, wondering what I did to make him stop loving me. Jack glanced over at me. It hurt too much look back.
“We can still be friends?” he asked.
“Yeah. We can still be friends.” The doctor came and motioned for us to both go over. Jack’s tears kept streaming down his face, and I just disconnected from reality. He told us the procedures, and I knew that I’d have to help with it. I’d have to help the mourning of my best friend that slept with my ex boyfriend.
I’d have to do it for Jack. The last thing I’d do for him as his girlfriend - well ex. Then I’d just be an acquaintance. Someone he used to know.
@SecretsDontMakeFriends
RIGHT SOMEONE POINTED THAT OUT ON MY WATTPAD VERSION AND I WAS LIKE ???? how did i do that I'm magical
9/19/16