The Unlikely Pair

Chapter 2:

Middle School: Late 6th Grade

Jack J's P.O.V.

Jack and I have known each other for a while. The weird thing is that I am not like normal boys. Yes, I may look like a normal twelve year on the outside, but on the inside I'm different as a snowflake.

I have no feelings for girls at my school. I would feel so awkward when my friends are checking out a girl that is walking by. Let me give you a scenario.

Yesterday, my friends decided to hang out at Taylor's house and hang out. We were skateboarding, doing some tricks and whatnot. When three girls, look as slutty as they can, decided to walk by. Taylor slapped my arm.

"Yo, Jack what do think of girls, they look hot," he said.

Taylor is one of the most popular kids in school. If I don't tell that these girls are hot, I might as well start planning my funeral because he will beat the life out of me.

"Damn, they fine," I said in the most thug way possible.

I'm all like confident, checking out girls, and hanging out with my friends. My heart is not attached to these girls or any girls.

Jack just sat there, quiet. He is never this quiet. I'm his best friend, I know when something's up and this is one of those moments. Jack and I made up a language only he and I can understand. I get his attention.

"What is wrong," I signaled.

"I'm kind of tired, and I kind want to go home," he signaled back.

"I kind of feel tired too, let's just go home," I signaled.

He nodded his head. We told the guys and went to Jack's house. We went straight to his room and played X-Box. Once again, I beat him at every game.

"I win again," I said smirking.

"How do you always beat me?!" He said astonish.

"Because I'm your best friend, I know all your moves," I said take a handful of popcorn.

"And yet I don't know all yours," he says getting up to stretch then sat back down.

"It takes practice," I said," Here let me show you one of them."

I went behind put my hand over his to guide him.

"You press X so you can camouflage, so you can kill them more and stay alive longer, now you try," I said feeling my heart beat a mile a minute.

I still had my hand over his, he look back at me. Our eyes met and I wanted to just kiss him, but I'm not ready to accept this.

"I'll be right back," I said leaving the room as fast as I can.

As soon as got to the bathroom, I slam the door and locked it. I had my back to the door and slide down until my knees could touch my head.

"What is wrong with me?" I whispered.

I look up to see something shining. I got up and walked towards it. It was razors scatter on the bathroom counter. I heard that it relieves pain, so I picked one up and looked at it for a moment. I sat down with it in my hand and made a huge line vertically from my wrist to end of my forearm. I felt the the blood coming down both sides of my arm. It felt so good surprisingly. I heard a knock on the door.

"Jack, you okay?" Jack said.

"Yeah, I'm fine," I said chocked up.

"You don't sound fine," he said.

Damn, he knows me too well. I was frantically cleaning the blood off my arm. I found an ace bandage and wrapped it around the wound. I then put a sweatshirt over so it look like nothing happened. I opened the door to let Jack in.

"See, you don't look okay," he said grabbing my hand.

I begin to shake because this is the first time he held my hand. Well, I guess I know what to do when I need a break. He took me toward the bed and sat me down.

"I heard crying in that bathroom," he said.

I dug my nails in my legs because I was squeezing it hard. He looked down at my legs and gave me a look.

"Really?" He said angry.

"W-What?" I stuttered.

"You are squeezing my legs, you only do that when you're hiding something, and by the way you're squeezing it, it must be big," he said.

"Jack, I'm fine,"I lied.

"No you're not, I can tell," he said.

"You can't tell how I'm feeling right now!" I yelled.

"The only thing I know is that you're not fine and you suck at lying," he getting in my face.

I back up a bit. I look him with tears my eye.

"Jack, you rarely cry, what's wrong?" He said in a clam voice.

I break down into tears just thinking about it. I curl up in a little ball on the bed, faintly sobbing. When he was about to touch my back, I flinched. He rubbed my back, confronting me. He started to start scratching my back with made me feel all tingly. I don't know why?! I felt so relaxed that I fell asleep.

If you think he likes me in that way. Well you're wrong because we do to each other when one of us is upset. I mostly do because Jack is an emotional wreck. I kind of like doing that to him.

"Can I die now?!" I thought to myself,"Since I'm not normal, I don't deserve to live."

Thank God that it's Friday because I don't have to wake up school. I woke up and was sleeping with Jack. I usually sleep on the floor when he is one the bed when we sleeps over. This is new to me, so I panicked. I quickly get out of bed, almost falling out and walk downstairs.

I can smell bacon coming from the kitchen. When I walked in I saw Jack's mom cooking some breakfast.

"Hey Jack," his mom said.

"Hey, Jack's still asleep," I said taking a piece of bacon.

"Jeez, its almost ten, can you go wake him up?" She asked.

"Sure," I said getting up.

I went upstairs and saw Jack on the balcony, just standing there.

"Hey, Jack, your mom wants you down for breakfast," I said walking towards him.

He doesn't move. I move closer to him and turn him towards me.

"Jack, what's wrong?" I said with my hands both on his shoulders.

He had his head down. I take one of my hands and pick his chin up.

"Jack, please tell me, what's wrong?" I said.

I can see a tear coming down his face. I wiped it away from his face. He pulled away.

"No!" He yells.

"No, what?" I asked.

"Just no," he said running downstairs.

"What is wrong with me?!" I scream.

A/N: Poor Jack J... Anyway read more to find out:-)