Left Alone {magcon}

Chapter 6

Katies pov.

I wake up with tears streaming down my face, in a cold sweat. I look over at my alarm clock, reading the time. 1:41am.

I continuously replay my dream in my head, it was Jack and I's first fight when we stopped being so close. His friends were over, my only friend was over. Her name was Serenity. She was my best friend all through elementary school and middle school, until she passed away.

She had gotten her license two days before, and she was going to the store for her parents at around 9pm. She was hit by a drunk driver who ran a red light. It killed her on impact.

She was there with me when Jack and I had our biggest fight, which turned him against me.

-flashback-

I sigh, yelling at Jack, "Shut up for one second and let me talk! I asked you to come up here to talk to me and you yelled at me in front of everyone downstairs 'What the fuck do you want now' when I haven't tried to talk to you in a week! A fucking week!"

"I don't want to talk to you. Do you not grasp that? Do you not understand?" He gets in my face, yelling back at me causing me to flinch and step back.

I look at him as hears start to well up in my eyes, "What happened to our friendship?"

He shrugs, "Maybe it was for the best, getting rid of your dumb ass," he chuckles.

"You were my best  friend for gods fucking sake, can't you ever take a break and spend time with me? I mean Jesus, you don't understand how much I miss us, and it's so hard not to be around you anymore because all you do is pick on me and make fun of me with all of your other friends!" I begin to cry, standing in the bonus room upstairs while Serenity and his friends are downstairs.

He laughs bitterly, looking at me and saying, "I don't want to spend time with you. You're obnoxious and I honestly don't understand how I put up with you for so long. You're a worthless little girl in my life that I'm ashamed to call my sister. I mean fucking Christ, would it kill you to try to make some friends? It's so fucking sad that you have to hang out with your brother because you only have one ugly ass bitch as a friend."

Tears run down my cheeks as I shake my head, "Jack please, you were my best friend. You were the only one I could depend on and all you want anymore is to hurt me. But if that's true, you're doing a great job at it," I break into sobs as he nods.

"Yeah, maybe it is what I want," he storms out of the room, leaving me alone and crying. Serenity runs upstairs and hugs me, trying to help me and tell me everything would be okay.

-end of flashback-

I lean back in my bed, sighing at the memory as I cover my face with my pillow and groan. When I pull it away, m phone vibrates against my nightstand and look over. Picking it up and turning on the screen, I see that Jack has texted me asking if I was awake.

I text him back, saying yes and sitting back up, standing up and walking to my door. I open it and leave my room, walking downstairs to the kitchen. I see Jack watching television on the couch as G is asleep, as well as Matthew. He looks over at me as I open the kitchen door and walk in, grabbing a glass and turning the faucet on to get a drink of water.

The door opens and I see Jack walking in. He smiles slightly at me before quietly asking, "Why are you awake? It's 2 in the morning."

I shrug, answering him, "Bad dream I guess."

"About what?"

I hesitantly answer him, telling him about the fight we had. He sighs, saying, "I regret saying all of that, I was wrong. Please know that I was so, so utterly wrong and I'm sorry. I miss us being close, too."

I shrug again and walk back out into the living room, heading for the stairs when Matt walks out of the bathroom and sees me. He speaks groggily, "Hey, you want some company? I'm not a fan of this show," pointing to the television screen, which is playing the show Lucifer on Netflix.

I nod and he follows me to my room, and I sit down on my bed as he does the same. He smiles tiredly at me, and asks the same thing Jack asked and I re-explain myself. He bites his lip, saying, "Well, he was wrong. He always has been," under his breath.

I blush lightly, smiling and looking down before yawning. He chuckles, "That's a cute yawn, but if you're so tired then lay down and go back to sleep. I won't bother you. I'll go to the guest room and lay down," as he starts to get up.

I frown, saying, "No, come cuddle with me. It's cold."

He smiles and nods, laying down next to me and wrapping his arms around me.

I slowly drift back off to sleep.

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A/N- ik this is short but it's edited. vote & comment please, and enjoy!
-Z