Untold Truth ( Jack strify fan fiction)

chapter 10: going away

Knives p.o.v

It was a stressful few weeks after Ronnie came home drunk; jack had left angary he didn’t say he was but I knew that he was. I knew my best friend like the back of my hand. It was 8: 30 am I had just finished eating breakfast I went back upstairs to take a quick shower afterwards I set my blow-dryer making sure not wake up Ronnie, he was sleeping in like he always did these past few weeks after drinking his throat away. I had extra time on my hands to do my hair since I had to open shop this week because of my manager’s family emergency and we open at 10. My hair was drying and getting abit fizzy, I unplugged it and plugged in my straightener. Applying heat protector and brushing my hair while it warmed up my phone beeped, looking at the screen of my iPhone I noticed I had a text from jack.

(Bold- jack)

Good morning cutie J

I giggled to myself putting down my hair brush and hit reply.  “HEY, i’m getting ready for work see ya” I sent the text and started straightening my hair, applied purple eye shadow than heavy eyeliner with a wing, applied black lipstick than purple eye shadow in the center. Once I was finished I took a selfie smiling I wore a black long- sleeve , mid-length chained necklace with a  purple heart on it and gray skinny jeans with combat boots all that was left was putting in my purple contacts that made my eyes look bigger than they actually were.

I checked the time on my phone as I walked down the hallway to my room 9:25 perfect, I grabbed my coffin bag and knock on Ronnie’s door walking toward the stairs “ dude, I’m going to work” I waited for a reply but there was just silence. I walked out the door and started my car before driving out of the drive way I texted my co-worker Jeremy to let him know I was going to open the shop to set up. Jack text me back as well.

Alright, have a great day J

After locking my phone I placed it in my bag that was now on the passenger seat. 9:45 I cleaned the desktop by the doors before opening. “Knives how many appointments do I have today Jeremy asked working on a drawing at his station. “Five” I replied checking the appointment book Emily, Jessica and James arrived five minutes before opening, like always I rolled my eyes walking to my station. Jessica took over the front desk while James and Emily setup their stations getting ready to start a busy day.

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I was busy tattooing a badass snake tattoo that started middle back up to the neck I was halfway done with the first half of it: my skin was a thirty-five year old mother of 4. After a few touches I wrapped her back in the clear plastic. She thanked me as we made our way to the front desk to make her second appointment for this tattoo. My phone ranged; I excused myself walking outside, the others were too busy to notice.  I don’t really talk too much of my family since they live in Sweden and I moved up to Germany to get away from them, we just never connected. I sighed realizing my stepfather was calling me, which was rare.

(Bold-stepfather)

“Hello?” I answered

“Knives, it’s me William your sister and I need you to come down to Sweden” he paused as his voice broke I think he was crying but I couldn’t tell. “Your mother had a stroke and is in a coma” he cried the last part

In that moment everything went silent to my ears “ alright, I’ll be down there as soon as I can” I hung up walking back to the shop giving Jeremey the keys, grabbing my bag and leaving my mind was cloud though the ride home tears blurred  my vision as I unlocked the front door. Only to fine that my apartment was a mess. Ronnie came out of the kitchen holding a bottle of vodka.” Hey your back” he stopped talking giving me a confused look by now stress and frustration had over took me. I ran to my room not saying a word I throw clothes and started pack a suitcase than went back down stairs the doorbell rang as I opened the door to reveal a excited jack his face quickly changed to concerned I was able to speak when I suddenly heard glass break on the other room.

“RONNIE STOP BREAKING STUFF” I SHOUTED.

I walked past jack and slammed the door shut. “Knives what’s wrong” jack asked worried following me to my car. I placed the suitcase in the back of my jeep than turned around to whipping away my tears. “It’s just a family emergency” I gave him my extra apartment key “make sure Ronnie doesn’t do anything stupid” he nodded taking the spare key  “ drive safe” he spoke low in a whisper. Before I got in my car I hugged him.

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After endless hours of driving I finally made it down to Sweden. My young sister was at the front porch smoking with a guy that looked like he was five years older than her. “Where’s William?” I asked exhausted and worried walking up to them. She quickly gave me a look of disgusted before speaking. “At the hospital with mom” she said blowing smoke. I rolled my eyes and left driving to the hospital. Just my luck visiting hours were over by the time got there William and I talked a little bit as I drove us to his house. The guest room I was going to stay in was small and smelled like weed. I opened the window wide-open by the time I finished pack and fix the small bed to my liking. Then fell in a deep sleep.