“It’s not like you fucking cared anyways! You’re off kissing other fucking people when Jack is so fucking depressed he tried to take his own fucking life!”

“Oh, so the day I was laying in a tub of blood? Nice choice Alex..."
I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I was in the wrong; Jack killed himself because of the whole Brendon scenario. Jack never asked me what really happened that night. He only believed what someone had told him, and he must of told the same to Zack and Rian because they were holding it against me too. I was feeling that same pit of loneliness form in my gut -- the same way that formed at the beginning of my pregnancy. Now, four months later, I get to deal with that sick feeling again.

I stood beside Zack, watching as Jack drove off. He was laughing at his own antics which made me feel even more like a black sheep. Just as I was about to talk, Zack turned to me with a God awful look. "You know, Alex," he shoved my shoulder a bit, "he fucking loved you. You were his world, and you went off making out with that Brendon kid! Kellin saw what you did," Ah, so that's who fucking went to Jack, "and he told Jack everything! He saw you kiss Brendon, and you didn't pull away! You say Jack isn't fit to be a father; you're not! You're a little fucking knocked up whore!" His words stung like a 1000 wasps. How could he say that to me? I thought we were friends.

"B-But, I didn't kiss, Brendon!"

"Oh, now you want to add liar to your name?" Zack spat.

"No! I didn't kiss back! He kissed me, but I didn't kiss back! When he pulled away, I went to the bathroom because I got sick, and when I got home, I didn't text anyone because I really wanted to be alone! And, when I came into school, I was going to tell Jack everything that happened, but I got there too late!"

"You like to tell bullshit, huh?" Zack growled, grabbing my collar.

"J-Jack said not to hurt me," I was trembling at this point.

"Is Jack fucking here, Alex?"

"No, but... I promise on my daughter's life that I'm telling the truth!"

"I don't believe a fucking word you say, Gaskarth!" Zack snapped. "Now, you listen to me, and you listen to me good: you EVER go near Jack again, I will personally kick your ass. I don't want you to hurt him anymore; do you understand me?" Why was he doing this to me? Why couldn't he listen to me; I was telling the damn truth!

"But, Zack, I'm --"

"Just go away from him, and never come back, Alex!" With that, he threw me aside like a piece of garbage. I watched as he stomped off back into the school while leaving me in the parking lot. If he wanted me gone, so be it.

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Change of POV: Brendon's POV

Since Taylor knew Jack's address, I was able to retrieve it from her. I needed to speak to Jack about everything that happened that night at the restaurant. I didn't want Alex suffering from what I had done. I tried texting Alex to see if he would come with me, but the texts would never go through. They were return to me along with the saying of, "This user is no longer in service". I guess Alex never pays his bills on time.

I walked up to the house, that was magnificently large, and knocked on the wooden door. I was hoping Jack wouldn't maul me to death on his front porch. When the door opened, it revealed some other gentleman. He had a shaven head and muscles that would make you want to run crying. "Yes?" the male spat.

"Uh, I'm Brendon Urie? I'm here to speak to Jack?"

"Oh, so you're the kid who made out with Alex?" the male hissed. I gulped.

"I'm kinda here to explain that. C-Can I please come in?" Sighing, the gentleman let me in. I walked in to see Jack smoking a cigarette on the couch while listening to music. The male spoke up to Jack.

"Jack, the Brendon kid is here." Jack looked up and glared at me. He got up, put the cigarette out, and yanked out his headphones.

"Rian, you can go upstairs and play XBOX if you want. I need to deal with this alone." In the position I was in, I felt like I was in some mafia movie. Jack patted down on a seat next to him, and I hesitantly sat down. "So," he whispered, "what do you want to talk about? You want to explain to me why my boyfriend made out with you?" Made out? Huh?

"What are you talking about? Alex didn't do anything."

"Kellin told me he saw you two kiss at the restaurant!" Jack boomed. I flew back a little from the force of his words.

"C-Correction: I kissed him, but he didn't kiss back. In fact, I kissed him, and he didn't kiss back at all. He went to the bathroom, and when he came out, he wanted to head home because he didn't feel well. Afterwards, he kinda told me to not speak to him much anymore because he didn't want to worry anything with you and him." As I spoke more, I could see Jack's face become confused.

"You mean, he never kissed you?"

"No! He never did. I kissed him, guess a spur of the moment happening, and he got mad. I went to night school to follow his wishes, and uh, not get hit anymore." Jack then flew up, covering his face.

"What have I done? What have /we/ done, Rian!?" shouted Jack. Rian flew downstairs.

"They can't find Alex." I guess his name was Rian (?) informed. Jack looked up.

"What do you mean 'can't find him'?!"

"His mom called your cellphone. They can't find Alex. He hasn't come home from school yet." I looked over at the clock to see it was almost 7. Where was Alex? Jack began to run around the room, trying to find his coat. Once he found it, he slipped it on and looked at me.

"Stay here," he ordered, "I need to go find my family."

Notes

ooooooh shit.

so zack was rude
brendon sounds like a little adorable nerd
and jack sounds like a hero

where is alex? you'll find out in the next chapter :)

xoxo krys