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My Personal Angel

Seven

I was standing in my bathroom, I had been sick lately. Jack knocked on the door softly. Things had gotten complicated recently. I couldn’t even begin to really go into. Just one moment things were completely normal and then the next I ended up dying to get any time away from Jack. It wasn’t that I hated him because I don’t think I could ever hate him. Everything was just so confusing that I wasn’t really sure where everything was leading.

“Alex, are you okay,” he asked. “If you don’t open this door I’ll poof in there.”

“Jay, please, I need space. I’m fine, just don’t feel great. I’m fine,” I answered.

“I’m just worried Lex.”

“Stop worrying Jack!”

He didn’t respond but I heard him walk away from the door. I didn’t mean to snap at him just at some point you get tired of people always being in your business. It was literally to the point where I never had time away from him. I pulled the notebook from under the sink. The only way I could vent without anyone hearing it. I turned on the shower so he wouldn’t hear me whispering what I was going to write. Somethings were private and sometimes we prefer to keep private things as private. I was a very open person but even the most open of people may want some privacy at some point. I put the pen to the paper and started writing everything I felt as I whispered them softly.

Things are getting complicated; I just can’t explain everything that’s going on. I haven’t seen Kate in a while, I guess what we had is now dead. Jack and I spend all our time together, I don’t hate it but things are just really weird. I don’t really know what to think about it, there isn’t a thing that I can think of that seems to make sense. I’m just perpetually confused about everything. I just can’t think of anything, everything is awkward between us now. I just can’t talk to him the same way that I used to. I wish things could be how they were.

“Alex, I’m worried, are you okay,” Jack said, knocking on the door.

“I’m fine Jack, just leave me alone,” I spoke as I put the notebook away in the drawer.

I turned the shower off and stood up. I turned around and saw Jack standing there. I jumped at his sudden appearance. I held back a scream; I don’t know why I was still startled at his sudden appearances, they just became another part of my daily life.

“Sorry,” he apologized.

“No you’re not. What if I was naked,” I muttered.

“Then I would apologize again. I am sorry for scaring you.”

“Jay, just drop it. I feel sick and the steam was helping with the congestion. Just leave me alone for once.”

I shoved past him and lay back in my bed. My stomach just wasn’t settling no matter what and I was never hungry. I just felt nauseous all the time. I pulled my blankets up to my neck and prayed that I would fall asleep so I could have some time to myself. On one hand it was nice to have someone there all the time and on the other hand I missed having alone time.

I felt the bed dip some as he sat near my head, his fingers ruffling my hair trying to calm me down. I knew that Jack had the best intentions and he probably didn’t want to spend all his time with me but that didn’t seem to be an option that he had. I mean looking at it from his perspective he had to spend his afterlife watching after my dumb ass so I don’t do anything stupid; that had to be a bad way to spend an eternity.

“Lex, I’m sorry that you want to be alone. I would give you that if I could,” Jack whispered.

“I just miss having alone time whenever I needed it. I don’t get that anymore and I just kind of miss it,” I whispered back.

“I’m sorry that I’m always here, I would give you free time whenever you wanted if I could.”

“I’ve just stopped seeing the closest thing I’ve ever had to a girlfriend because of you. I’m just confused and I don’t know anymore.”

“Lex, what are you confused about?”

By this point I was sitting up, I pulled a hoodie on that was near me. I was facing him, my hands crossed over my crossed legs. I was staring down at my hands. I couldn’t think of what to say in that situation. I couldn’t think of what to say around Jack a good majority of the time anyway. I didn’t want to make a fool of myself. I had never really felt this way before. Things were so different with him, things were almost natural and they hadn’t felt this way in a while. He tilted his head as he looked at me, he looked almost like a dog that was wondering when it was going to get its treat. He looked really cute with how he was looking at me. I looked down and my lap as my cheeks flushed a bright red.

“You think I’m cute,” Jack asked.

I didn’t answer; I had forgotten that he could get in my head whenever he pleased so he practically lived there. It must’ve been possible for my cheeks to get redder because I was certain they were. It was really uncomfortable and awkward to be called out like that. I had gotten used to thinking like that and there was no one to find out. Now I was facing this head on and I didn’t appreciate it in the slightest.

Notes

I had time to update because I should've been writing one of three papers during this time but this happened instead. I'm preforming my second concert of the week tomorrow and I'm flat out exhausted from nonstop practicing. However, I get to see Good Charlotte on Friday which I guess makes up for everything. I really hope y'all like this chapter, I was going to update Undercover however the writer's block on that is very real.

Rate and comment if you enjoy, don't be a ghost reader :)

- Jess

Comments

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Thanks, I'm glad you enjoy it :)

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9/9/16

Loving the story so far!

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9/9/16