Oh, Calamity . . . (Jalex)

2

Jack p.o.v.

I sat in a run-down, no-electricity apartment. I didn't know who's apartment it was, but they had booze and that's all I needed, though it was making my head ache worse. I had woken up without my clothes on next to a muscular man, who wasn't attractive at all. his face was all scrunched together for a head that's too large for his own body. but I can bet a dime that I was smashed last night. I only sleep with unattractive guys when I'm absolutely trashed. and each time I do, I think of Alex. . .

his perfect face. . . the way his hair always looked better than everyone else's. . . how his voice sounded when he-

"hey, sugar hips." I heard a low, soft, morning voice say. the man from the bed was walking sleepily across the floor, heading to the kitchen. he didn't notice the alcohol in my hands, and for that I am grateful.

I didn't know how to respond to him, mainly because I dont know him or why he's calling me 'sugar hips'. dear god, I hope last night wasn't too bad.

he came back with a mug of tea in hands, a look of disbelief in his face.

he huffed. "do you really not remember me? and how you let me get a taste of something new?" he spoke with a sassy attitude, like most cliche homosexual men do. he took a seat at the small dining table across the room, sipping on his tea.

"you know, you're the first man that's ever agreed to this. it was amazing, and thank you very much."

I shook my head and looked into the bottle of booze.

"what is it, baby? do tell what's upsetting little Jacky?"

no. . . i only let Alex called me Jacky. . . I wont let this man call me that.

I stood up abruptly, throwing the bottle to the floor. "never. . . call me that again. . . understand?" he was too shocked to say anything, and I got mad at him not responding. "forget about whatever the fuck happened last night. I didn't mean it. I was drunk as shit and it all meant nothing."

I turned and stormed out of the apartment after making sure I bad my keys and phone, not that I use either. I had tears threatening my eyes, and my throat was beginning to ache. but I couldn't, not now. we were beginning to head back home today, but I had convinced them to drive me to the airport so I could make a much needed trip to see someone I was due for.

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okay, this is sort of really just a filler chapter.

buuuuuttt where is Jacky going? who is he going to see?

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