Alex

I knew from the moment that Jack walked out of the bathroom that he took something. I could tell from the way his eyes were. It broke my heart that he did that, mostly right after we just got done talking about how he was doing so good without it. Once Jack left to go make dinner, I made my way to the bathroom. It wasn't that hard to find the key for the lock I have been wanting to open for a while now. When I did get it open, my heart dropped. I was hoping my mind was wrong, but it looks like I'm just good at being able to tell these things. I took the small bag out and put it in my pocket, putting the key back where I found it and walked out into the kitchen.

"Jack, we need to talk about something." I said as I crossed my arms over my chest. He turned to me with a smile on his face, that quickly fell when he say the look on mine.

"What's wrong, Alex?" He asked as he stepped closer to me. I reached into my pocket and pulled out the bag and held it up. "Alex-" I cut him off.

"Why Jack? You were doing so fucking good! You're better than this!"

"Oh yeah, and how do you know that I'm better than that? You were gone for five fucking months!" He said, as his voice went louder. I shook my head at him and threw the bag on the ground.

"I'm not the one who fucking left, asshole!" When the words left my mouth, he rushed at me and slammed me onto the wall.

"Stop bringing that shit up." He growled at me, also raising his hand and slapping me across my face. I brought a hand up to my cheek and looked at him in utter shock. Seeing Jack mad always scared me, and I can also tell that Jack knew I was scared by the way his face softened when he looked into my eyes and let go of me. "Alex, I didn't-"

"No Jack. Don't even say you didn't mean to do it. Because you did, if you didn't you wouldn't have done it." I said standing my ground, but still in shock that he actually had just hit me. "I can't fucking believe you."

"Alex, I am so sorry-"

"No Jack. No you are not fucking sorry! I knew coming here and getting back with you was a bad choice!" I shouted.

"If it's so bad, then fucking leave!" He said, now back to shouting as well.

"I fucking will then!" I grabbed my phone out of my pocket and went to Rian's contact and pressed call. I put the phone up to my ear as I felt tears trail down my cheeks.

"Hey Alex!" Rian's happy-go-lucky voice rang through the line.

"Ri, I need you to come get me." I said, my voice cracking.

"Shit, I can tell already your crying. Cass and I are on the way." He said. I replied with a 'okay' and hung up the phone. I looked up at Jack and saw him getting his keys and phone off the table.

"Never contact me again. I'm not staying here while you are still here. I'm going to Steph's house. Nice catching up with you again." He spat at me and opened the door, slamming it behind him as he walked out.
I walked to the bathroom and looked in the mirror, seeing as my cheek and eye were already starting to swell. I went back into the kitchen and grabbed a ice-pack and placed it on my eye. I heard a knock on the door, more like a bang. I went over to the door and opened it, where Cass and Rian both rushed in.

"Holy shit, Lex. What happened? Are you okay? Why are you crying?" Rian rushed out as he brought me into a small hug. I pulled away from the hug and removed the ice pack from my eye, causing both of them to gasp.

"Jack hit me." I whispered as I felt more tears trail down.

"I'm going to fucking kill him." Rian growled.

"You can do that later. Till then, Lexy, you are coming home with us. Come on." Cass said as she grabbed my hand, Rian following behind us as we left the apartment and made our way down the hall.
Looks like he was wrong, he is not better than Andy.

Notes

Dun. Dun. Dunnnnnnnnn.

What the hell just happened guys?!
They were all happy and shit, now this?!
Who's side are you on? Jack or Alex's?
Let us know in the comments!

~Jagk.