Kiss With A Fist (Jolinsky) [SEMI-HIATUS]

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Jack Johnson's P.O.V

December 24th, 2014;

"I need you, please don't leave me here." I murmured quietly, shoving my head into his chest, "Please."

He pushed me off of him and I fell to the ground with a loud thud. The wooden floor seemed to be as hard as metal and the wind was knocked out of me.

I let out a loud groan and rubbed my back, attempting to sooth the pain that was radiating throughout my whole body.

Without a word, I stood up and latched onto him once again. I held on tighter this time and made sure to wrap my arms around his waist.

"Please. You're all I have left."

Jack attempted to push me off of him, but I only gripped his frame tighter.

"Why do you enjoy being hurt?" He whispered, a stray teardrop rolling down his tan cheeks and onto the top of my head. "I want to change. I want to change so badly, but I can't. I just keep hurting you. It's an endless cycle, just let me go."

Tears started to stream out of my eyes and down my porcelain cheeks, running down the scars that were still healing from Jack's last incident.

"I don't care about if you've hurt me in the past. You're all I've ever wanted, why don't you see that you mean the fucking world to me?" I shouted into his chest, choking on every other word as I tried to stay strong.

Jack sniffled, while I buried my face into the nape of his neck.

"I can't control myself anymore, Jack. I'm scared of myself and I don't want you to suffer the consequences for my lack of self-control." He said through sobs, wrapping his arms around me slowly.

I looked up at him and wiped the tears from his cheeks, gazing into his hypnotizing eyes.

I started to lean in slowly, closing my eyes carefully.

"Jack-" He started, before being interrupted by my lips colliding with his.

I slowly maneuvered my tongue into his mouth and let the taste of salty tears and desperation mix together as I wrapped my arms behind his neck.

Jack pulled away and rested his forehead against mine.

"I'm sorry JJ." He whispered, tears starting to brim on the bottom of my eyes.

"No." I said, pushing him away and concealing my face into the palms of my hands.

"I'm sorry." He repeated as he grabbed his car keys and walked out of my bedroom.

"Come back!" I attempted to shout, but each word got caught in the back of my throat.

I jumped up and ran down the hallway and caught him about to descend down the staircase.

"Please stay with me. I can make you better, I promise." I desperately shouted as I lunged forward, grasping onto any bit of him that I could.

"JJ, please. You're making this harder for me. Let me go." He managed to choke out as he walked down the staircase, dragging me along with him.

"I forgive you for everything, just please don't leave me. The scars and bruises will heal." I shouted through my gritted teeth, my heart pounding faster than it ever has before.

My chest felt like it was collapsing and I felt nothing but hopelessness wash over me.

"Stay with me, I'll be a better boyfriend. I'll be less annoying and clingy so you won't have to hit me. I'll change for you." I cried out, tears staining the back of Jack's gray sweater.

As we neared the bottom of the staircase I became even more desperate than before. I quickly let go of him and ran in front of the door, using my small body to block it as best as I could.

"Move." Jack spat out coldly, his eyes looking stressed and tired.

"No. You have to stay with me, we can make this work, I promi-."

Before I could finish, a fist collided with my cheek.

I let out a moan of pain and collapsed onto the ground.

"I love you JJ, don't you dare forget that. I'll get better, for you. For us." Jack said as he massaged his knuckles.

Without another word he opened the front door and left.

When I heard his car start and travel off into the distance, I knew he was gone for good.

A/N:

The general direction of this fic is going to basically be flashbacks and a little backstory as to how all of this transpired. Thanks for reading!