Jackson:"Is this even real?" Kiki:"It seems like it is, yeah." Jackson:"They are joking, right?" Kiki:"We will see.. Huh? Oh no, Jackson wait-" but nothing more to be said. Jackson dragged himself into the room and immediately slapped Zico. His old wound above his sleeve opened up and the blood streamed over his face.
«Irinas View»
"Friends, yeah. Caring for my wife would be more simple!" *slap* "Jackson!!" Didnt knew what to do. I only remember his lips on my hair, the warmth I felt.. even if it was just for a moment. He wouldnt stop, he slapped Zico more than 3 times. But Zico took it in, until he grabbed Jacksons arm and threw him on the ground. "I dont wanna do this anymore." Jackson stood up again. And looked at me "What is this.." He, so fucking pissed, nearly cried. "I..I..ah.." searching for the way to tell him would be wrong, theres none. Hes broken anyway. Oh my god this is too fast for me..
"Since when? Since when did you two.. SINCE WHEN?!" Zico glanced at me. Should I say it? Should I deny it? What should I do? Oh god my mind, dizzy. My legs, broken.
If I tell him now I, wanna make sure he wont hate me. But thats never possible. Hes so near, yet so far. Ive done so many bad things, so many mistakes. But this.. this is so awkward. This situation isnt based on love at first side. It exploded into my heart and now Im standing in front of two guys and I really really really dont know what the fuck I should say. "Youre right. She isnt a friend to me." Jackson cried out and ran towards Zico "You fucker, you motherfucker!" "She doesnt love you!" At this words he stopped.«Jacksons View»
What is he saying.. she, she doesnt love me? What? No! Of course she loves me.
"She.. doesnt.. love you anymore, Jackson.
You ruined your relationship, not me.
I took her when I had the chance, when you let her slip. Going with you to China? How easy would that be. How easy for you, to take the things you want. But this time I was the one who took her." This bastard. Irina.. no.. we are together. We always were.
"Zico, let me-" "No! You wont say a thing this time. You wont get hurt.. I promise.. let ME say what needs to be said. Trust me." What, what is this.. seriously..
"I don't know what to say to you two. How can someone come around and.." Tear after tear. Slowly sinking to the ground. "Jackson, even I didnt knew wh-" "Irina I told you to stop! Dont say it. I will okay?" Her eyes.. she was scared, as well as me.. what did he do with her.. "I love her, and I will do anything so you wont get her back. I lied when I said she was always yours, because I was afraid of my own feelings and selfish like nothing. Compared to you Im strong now. And I will help her to get the life back that she had before you came back." I will kill you. "You wont." I held my hand to Irinas direction, still in shock. But I need to do something, this all is creepin me out.
«Irinas View»
"Babe.. come, we go home." His sad smile. I wanted to cry too, I wanted to hold his hand and.. I wanted to say sorry but.. I couldnt.
If you love something, learn to let it go.I cant Jackson, Im so sorry.
I realized you have your life
and I have mine. Maybe we
were too young for this and
maybe we rushed too fast
with our love and our marriage.
Its a shame but.. now its real.
I love you but I dont know in
which way I.. I feel like, since
Youve been gone I understood
what it means to be left alone.
And now I.. need to leave you alone. But dont be mad at me. Time will heal this wound, at least I hope so. Cause I dont know how I should live on if you wouldnt have found out by yourself."I am.. home." Behind him I saw how Kiki nodded with her head. As if she knew what would happen to be next. Clinging onto Zicos arm I burried myself in shame. "I am home now.."
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FanfictionWinter, Tokyo. What a lazy day. Irina took the cup and cleaned it until it began to shine. Ten hot minutes and she could go home. The bell rings - another Costumer? "Im sorry." She could face a slight face moving in the shape of the cup she still...