all time low (2012-2013)

restraining order

i wake up the next day after sabrina's engagement and jack was laying there shirtless on his back as he lowkey snored. i wake up from the noise as i look around in confusion.

"stop fucking snoring i'll punch you" i threaten him and he doesnt respond.

"I SAID STOP SNORING OR I'LL PUNCH YOU" i raise my voice as i put a pillow over my head and he wakes up startled.

"damn bitch..shut the fuck up why are you yelling already" he says as he rubs his eyes.

"stop snoring then" i tell him from under the pillow.

"ooooooor?" he hugs me from behind as he kisses the back of my neck.

"i'll bite you, worse than i did in highschool" i threaten as i remove the pillow from my head to hug it.

"ooh consider me threatened, i cant help but snoreee" he kisses my shoulders many times.

"okay stop your mustache is tickling me" i laugh a little.

"on god?" he kisses me again and i laugh again.

"YEAH ON GOD QUIT IT" i turn to face his side, and if anything, messy morning jack was the most beautiful thing in the universe but i was sleepy so i close my eyes again.

"so what do you wanna do today?" he asks me.

"for starters..see our lawyer like you said" i mentally prepare myself for the cold breeze i'd catch if i jump out of the bed but i make a quick run and i close the curtains that let in too much sunlight, and when i make it back to my bed it was warm, and comforting.

"hmm..okay and after that?" he goes on while closing his eyes and smiling like an idiot while yawning.

"can we not plan our day at 6 in the morning" i curl into his chest like a needy cat.

"yeah.." i lose him and he goes back to bed. jack was so funny when he slept, he was like a dad when they are watching the tv and then they pass out on the living room's chair for hours at a time.

by 12pm i get out of bed and i stare at myself for a bit in the bathroom mirror. i was really gonna get a restraining order on my ex boyfriend. look, it's difficult.

obviously he took good care of me and we had our good memories, but the bad deeds bled all on the good ones, and it made his sins unforgivable, especially that he'd yell, shout, beat me, and my stupid ass came up with excuses, i thought i knew better?

it was so mentally straining to let him go, it's wrong that i'll miss it even with all of the fucked up parts when i ran to alex or jack and my band members beaten up. and all the times he'd threaten me to kill himself.

it was plain torture.

i brush my teeth and i splash my face with water and i go downstairs to check what do we have in our fridge, well there was food BUT i didnt feel like making something so i drink some coke from the bottle and jack comes downstairs while yawning and he joins me in the kitchen.

"so what's for breakfast" he asks me as he scratches his hair aggressively making a mess out of it.

"good question because i dont feel like making anything at all.

"oh thats fine, i could make us sandwiches, do you want jam?" he asks me while looking through our fridge.

"okay make me two toasties" i tell him, i head upstairs and i look through jack's closet for the biggest hoodie i could find and i put it on, it was november and i couldnt just go outside whenever i wanted to in little clothing.

i sigh and hesitate but i remind myself this is for my best good. i hit dial and i wait for my lawyer to answer me.

"hello miss danielle what's up" my lawyer chats with me as soon as he picks up.