I Did it For You.(JALEX BARAKARTH FAN FICTION)

"Alex, we have your things ready. It's time to go." My mother kept her head down, and sighed softly. "Don't be mad baby. It's for the best.
I'm only doing this for you to get better."
Ignoring her every word I dreadfully dragged myself out of bed. I didn't want to put up a fight. I was exasperated of everything. Jack ran away and has been missing for three
days now. I miss his boyish grin, and hiss messy hair. I miss his scent, and the way he played with my hair. I missed his hand in mine, and I sure as hell missed his lips.
The lips that I have memorized so easily against mine. Every single dip, curve, and crease of them. I closed my eyes, and sighed.
I missed him so fucking much.




"Well...There are clothes in the bathroom for you. Get dressed and meet me outside." My mom scurried out the door, closing it behind her.
The clothes were in a very neat stack on the sink. Black skinny jeans, a white blink 182 band shirt, my old worn out black converse, and Jacks hoodie that he let me borrow.
I picked up the hoodie, hugging it close. It smelt of Jack, which made me tear up. Memories flodded my mind. Even though it's been a short time, it felt like forever since
I've seen him. I could barely stand with how exausted I was. I was just, done. Physically and mentally just done. After a few minutes of sulking, I hurridly put on my
clothes and went outside. "Alex." My mother quietly greeted me when I walked out the door. "Mom..can you just take me there...? I don't want to go any other way..."
She nodded and went off to talk to my doctor about it. Jack's smile found it's way into my mind, and I whimpered softly, shoving my hands into my hoodie pockets. Something
large and metal rubbed against my hand. I pulled it out, and it was my phone. I contemplated on texting Jack or not. Would he even have his phone with him?
"3 messages and 20 missed calls." The missed calls were mostly from Jack, the night in the alley. But the three messages were new. One from Cass and Rian. The other from Jack.
It was sent the night he ran off. I clicked the message.






"Alex,
Words cannot describe how sorry I am. I hurt you. How stupid am I to do that to you? I can't believe myself.. I'm so sorry.
Please forgive me, but I am running off for awhile. Everything is just getting to much. I'll be back in two weeks when you
get out of rehab. I can't be in that suffocating city anymore. I talked to Tom. I'm at his grave as I'm typing this up to
you. I know it sounds stupid, but I needed someone to talk to. Even though I never met him, I knew he was a pretty great guy.
So here I am, talking to a stone. And it actually helped. Tom helped me. Alex, I love you. See you in two weeks.

xoxo -Jack"





I sighed heavily, and closed it out. At least he's safe. He just needed space. Tom...I almost forgot about him. I hated myself for that. It's
just that so much has went on, I just forgot. I miss him so much....Before I could give I could give it more thought, my mom came out, signaling for me to get in the car. I
wasn't ready for this...not yet. I was so stupid for doing what I did to myself. My phone buzzed as I was walking to the car, and I jumped. It was from Jack...
"Alex. For me, pease get better."
My breath got caught in my throat as I tried to gasp, and I choked and coughed. My mother turned my way, and looked at me weird. "Alex are you okay?" I nodded, showing her
that Jack texted me. "He's safe. He said he just needed space, and that he'd be back in two weeks."
My mother smiled softly. "Jack's mother will be relieved. We were starting to think he was murdered...But, why would he leave you here like this? You're best friend..." I
looked at her confused, and then it suddenly hit me. So much has went on, that I haven't had the chance to tell my mom about me and Jack being offically together. I was
pretty sure she knew it would happen soon, but it would still be pretty big news for her. She wanted me to be happy and she knew Jack made me happy. I decided that I would
tell her after I got out of this stupid rehab shit. "I don't know mom... I guess I understand though. It can just be too much sometimes." She looked at me with sympathy filled
eyes. Alex, honey. I know this is going to be hard for you. But, just try to get better. For us all." She smiled softly, and started the car, and I was on my way to hell.



*Jack*


It was dark out, and it rained heavily. I ran through the night, crying. I hurt Alex. I made him have a panic attack! He's better off without me.
I kept running and running, until my legs went numb. Even then I just kept running, to put as much distance as I could between me and that fucking hospital.
My destination wasn't to far from here, and even though I was in bad shape, I knew I could make it there without stopping. Running isn't my thing. But I needed to do this.
All I could think about was how hard it was to breath, but I still kept going until I fell ontop of him.
Tom's grave.
I cried and cried, until I couldn't cry anymore. Then I started to speak. "Hello Tom... I uh. I know this is weird, I mean. I'm talking to a stone..." I laughed harshly.
"But, I fucked up with your brother. I never ment to hurt him... I just.." I hung my head low, and my voice wavered. "I-i...I love him Tom. I love your brother.
And I want what's best for him. I hate what you did Tom..." I felt like an idiot talking to a grave, but I needed someone to talk to. Someone who wouldn't talk back and just
listen. "I understand though...Life just got to tough for you. Alex really misses you though..." I was silent for a little while after that. Then I pulled out my phone and
started texting Alex. I was just going to leave Baltimore for awhile. It's what I really needed most. I needed time to think. But, I will be back to see Alex when he gets out of
that god forsaken place. I got up, and stared at Tom's stone. "Thanks Tom. You helped alot." I sent a text to an old friend of mine who lived out of state. He owed me for
an old favor. I'll have him pick me up and take me in for a few weeks.

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