Barakat, Jack Barakat

So you’re saying that you saw Jack?” Amy just nodded, avoiding looking at Alex.
“And what was he doing?”
“Shopping I guess” Amy shrugged.
“Amy, there is no way that you almost had an anxiety attack from just seeing him shopping” Alex was growing more annoyed at Amy. He knew she was keeping something from him.
“He… He” her gaze never moved from the floor, silent tears flowing down her cheeks.
“What was he doing Amy?”
“He was with her” she whispered.

“Alex! You can’t be doing this!” Amy shouted frantically at Alex. She had never seen him so angry.
“I’ll kill him, I swear!” Alex growled, gripping onto the steering wheel. He pulled up outside of Jack’s, quickly getting out of the car and storming towards the front door.
“ALEX! Please don’t do this” Amy shouted, running after him.
“It’s not worth it! He’s allowed to do what he wants!” she pleaded with him, but he didn’t care.
“I know he can, but over my dead body will he do it with her! I’m just looking out for him”
As soon as he reached Jack’s door, he pounded his fist against the wood.
“Who the fuck is is knocking so loud?” Jack asked, annoyed as he opened the door. As he laid eyes upon Alex, before he could even shut the door, Alex shoved Jack backwards.
“I don’t care if you don’t believe that we didn’t sleep together, but how the fuck could you go back to that whore?!” Alex was livid, shouting at Jack.
“Alex please” Amy called from the front door, Jack looking around Alex and making eye contact with her. She quickly looked away, walking over towards Alex and trying to pull him away from Jack.
“Please, just leave him!” she cried. Alex just shrugged her off.
“I thought you were better than that, Jack!”
“I-I… You don’t know what it’s like being in my situation!” Jack shouted at Alex.
“Listen, I don’t care what you think of us, and I don’t care what you do in your spare time, but you of all people know she’s bad news! After what she’s done to Amy in the past and hell, even in the last month, you still go back to her? What is wrong with you? I thought you were better than that” Alex had now calmed down slightly, trying to get through to his best friend.
“You need to start thinking with your head and not the one in your pants!” Alex pointed at him.
“Wait, in the last month? What has she done?” Jack asked, confused.
“It doesn’t matter” Amy snapped, not meaning to. She heard a noise coming from upstairs in the room she once called her bedroom. The one place where she felt safe. Safe in Jack’s arms of a night.
“She’s here isn’t she” Amy stated, rather than asked.
“Amy” Alex warned her. Amy shot Alex a sweet smile.
“I need to have a chat with her” she said before taking off towards the stairs. She made it to the bedroom, quickly throwing the door open, causing Holly to jump. Holly started laughing when she seen it was Amy.
“I can’t believe you’ve got the guts to show your face here” she stood from the bed making her way towards Amy who stood in the doorway.
“Why?” Amy asked calmly.
“Why what?” Holly was confused.
“Why are you doing this to him?”
“Because he wants me” Holly stated like it was obvious.
“No, he wants you as a rebound to satisfy his needs”
“How would you know what he wants? I love him and he loves me” Holly shouted, now growing angry.
“No, you love his money and he loves the sex. Don’t flatter yourself. You may be good at giving blowjobs, but who could ever love you? You’re evil, bitter and twisted. You’re a horrible person, Holly. I almost feel sorry for you, but the way you treat people, you don’t deserve my sympathy” that set Holly off and something snapped, Holly lunged at Amy, grabbing onto her hair, sending her flying backwards down the hallway into the nearest wall. Amy reached out and balled her fists into Holly’s hair, causing the blonde to scream and bash Amy’s head against the wall.
“Don’t you dare try and interfere again!” Holly screamed through gritted teeth. Amy raised her knee, connecting with Holly’s stomach, causing her to let go of Amy’s hair and double over in pain. Amy quickly made a dash for the stairs, however when she was halfway down, Holly had grabbed onto her hair and pulled her backwards, hitting the steps with a loud thud and a cry of pain.
“Amy?” Jack shouted through from the living room. Him and Alex shared a glance as they heard the pair shouting at each other on the stairs. They both stood rushing towards the stairs as down came Holly and Amy practically wrestling on the floor. Amy had gained the upper hand and had straddled Holly, hands back in her hair, tugging at it. Alex quickly ran and grabbed Amy, pulling her off of Holly and lifting her up.
“GET OFF ME! SHE DESERVES IT!” Amy shouted, trying to break free from Alex’s grip. Holly sat up on the floor, wiping her bloody lip and began laughing at Amy.
“I don’t know what you ever seen in her” she laughed again, aiming her words at Jack.
“JUST LEAVE HIM ALONE” Amy shouted as Alex carried her towards the door.
“HE DESERVES TO BE HAPPY, NOT BE HURT BY YOU!”
“Oh, you mean like how you hurt him?” Holly smiled slyly.
“You know that nothing has ever happened between Alex and I! A drunken kiss! That was it. So stop feeding Jack lies, you manipulative bitch” Amy tried to free herself from Alex once again, but Alex stood firm, holding her in place as she tried to wriggle about.
“I DON'T CARE IF HE NEVER WANTS TO SEE ME AGAIN. I JUST WANT HIM TO BE HAPPY!” Amy shouted before Alex finally pulled her out of the house.

Notes

Yaayy, confrontation