Many Of Horror

Alex's POV

Eric and Fred had gone to school and Jack had gone shopping or whatever which left me home alone.
Which in my eyes was really strange as when I normally get out of these places I wasn't allowed to be left alone for at least a month.
It was nice to feel trusted to be home even if they have emptied the knife draw and hidden all the razors.

I was wondering round the house tiding because the place looked like a right mess and since this was Jacks home I felt bad that Eric and Fred got it into such a mess.
The kitchen was really bad so I started there.
I started to do the washing up when I picked a knife up which they had all clearly forgotten about.
I just looked at it with loads of thoughts going through my head.
"Have to stay clean for Jack, Eric and Fred." I said quietly to myself and washed it up quickly and dried it and put it out of sight.
But all I could think about was that bloody knife.
I quickly finished in the kitchen and went to mine and Jacks room since even though Jack did his best to clean it wasn't a deep clean.

I was looking through the wardrobe when I found a box under a load of hoodies me and Jack have collected over the last few months we have been together.
I picked the box up and looked at the writing on it.
'memories.' It said in Jacks terrible writing.
I walked over to the bed and sat on it and opened the box.
I know it was Jacks stuff and everything and I would normally leave the box alone and ask him about it but because I needed a distraction before I actually do something I would regret.

The first thing I saw in the box was a picture of me and Jack before I was in hospital for 6 months.
I smiled as we both looked really happy and not had a single fuck in the world.
I looked through the box more and found more of a younger Jack and what looked like his family.
I was miles way looking through this box that I didn't hear anyone walk up the stairs. It was only when they sat on the bed that I realised I had been busted.
I looked at the person and saw Jack.
"Shit." I said quietly.
"Busted." Jack chuckled and picked a picture up and looked at it.
"Sorry, I wasn't being nosiey or anything. I found a knife while I was washing up and that so I finished that and came up here to clean our room and found that under our hoodie pile." I explained quickly.
Jack chuckled and moved so he was behind me and pulled me into his chest.
"You didn't do anything?" He asked quietly.
"Nope. I'm still 1 month and 5 days clean." I said with a smile on my face.
"Ah, I'm so proud of you." Jack said and kissed me hard with a big smile on his face.
He pulled back and wrapped his arms round my shoulders as I pulled the box to between the gap of my legs.

We was both looking through the box I was now sat opposite Jack with our feet touching.
"Who's this?" I asked Jack and held a picture of him and this girl.
"My sister Maddie." He said and looked down.
"What happened?" I asked and looked at him.
"She died in a car accident." He said and looked really sad.
I was thinking about something what he told me ages ago.
"Along with your mum and dad." I said quietly and Jack nodded.
"I was sat school when it happened." He said.
I moved and pulled him onto my lap and held him close to me.
"I'm sorry I know you don't like talking about it. I shouldn't of brought it up." I said quietly and kissed the top of his head.
"Its fine. I'll let you ask. Your the only person who can ask about them." He said and looked at me.
I smiled.
"You sure? because I won't speak about them again if you don't want me too speak about them." I said.
"I want to talk about them. I just never found someone who wouldn't care if I broke down or whatever and not laugh or make fun of me." He said and looked away from me.
I put my hand on his cheek and made him look at me.
"Babe I don't care if you cry. Christ you've seen me go through some right melt downs and you never left me. Round me you can show every emotion to me and I won't run. I'll always be here for you." I said.
He smiled slightly and rested his forehead against mine.
"I love you." He said quietly.
"I love you too Jacky." I said and kissed him.

Me and Jack was downstairs in the sitting room playing one of Eric's or Fred's games on the Xbox.
"Your not meant to kill me!" I pouted to Jack who chuckled.
"Maybe you should be better at this game." Jack challenged.
I paused the game and looked at him.
"You have had 6 months worth of paratice I haven't had any." I said.
" Actually I haven't because I've been going backwards and forwards to the hospital." He said.
"Just admit it. You suck at this game and you don't like it because I'm better than you." Jack said and poked my sides.
I moved quickly and sat on his and tickled his side which made him laugh and squirm around trying to get me off him.
"Not going to work!" I laughed and Jack managed to knock me off him and I landed on the floor but I dragged Jack down with me.
"Ow!" I laughed as Jack just tickled me more.
"Stop it!" I laughed and tried to get out of his grasp.
"Haven't heard you laugh for ages." Jack said and flopped on top of me.
"Ow, you fat bastard!" I laughed and rolled onto my back the best I could.
Jack didn't say anything but he kissed me hard and his hands ran up and down my body.
The front door opened just as things was getting good.
"Bastards." Jack grumbled and sat on me.
"Let's take it upstairs." I said quietly.
Jack looked at me and smirked.
He grabbed my hand and dragged me upstairs.

Notes

haha if only I can make it to 1 month of being clean...