The Unlikely Pair

Chapter 6

Recap: "Or else what, I don't fucking care if you post that," Jack said.

"Maybe you don't, but he does," Taylor said pointing at me.

"What are you talking about?" I said.

Jack G's P.O.V.

"Jack, have any idea why your boyfriend was upstairs, throwing up?" Taylor said.

"He said that he was sick," I said.

"Yeah sick... of living," Taylor said," Jack self harms!"

I look at Jack, he was bright red.

"Is this true?" I asked.

"No, of course not," Jack said.

"Go shirtless, Jack," Taylor said.

"No," Jack said.

"If you don't do it, then I will take it off for you," Taylor said cracking his knuckles.

He lifts up his sweatshirt and all I see was cuts and bruises.

"Oh my God," I said

I froze I didn't know what to think.

"You think he is the strong kid, more like the suicidal kid," Taylor said.

Jack sunk to the ground and started to cry. Taylor called him names while he cried. Taylor kicked him in the stomach when he was walking out. He also pushed me to the ground. I crawled over to Jack, who just laid there.

"Go ahead say it, Jack, you're so weak!" He cried.

"Jack, you know that I would never say to you," I said rubbing his back,"Now can you tell really happened in that bathroom."

"I was thinking about what that anonymous person said to me, before it started attacking both of us. When we started being friends with Taylor about two years ago, the cyberbullying started. I started cutting myself and...." He begins to cry.

I hug him tight.

"Go on, I'm listening," I said holding him.

He took a deep breath and started speaking again.

"The other night when I was in the bathroom, when you were out of the room, Taylor kept on saying 'Jack hates you' and 'He never liked you" he crying again.

I let him lay on my lap.

"I ran upstairs to the bathroom and start slashing my wrists, then I come down stairs to see Taylor and you kissing, which made me feel you rip my heart out, threw down to the ground, and did the Mexican hat dance on it. So after I made with you, I still feel like that you were pitying me and my anxiety can back. So I ran to the bathroom and start..." he stops and looks at me.

"Go ahead," I said.

"Do you really want me to say it?" He said looking worried.

"Yes, I want to know everything," I said rubbing his head.

"I start slashing my stomach which made me sick. So that's why you saw me throwing up," He said.

"Jack, you need help, I don't want you to suffer," I said.

"I know, but can we just go home," he said looking up at me with those puppy dog eyes.

"Aww, you know I can say no to that," I I said getting out my phone.

He smiled and I called my mom. We stayed in the bathroom for that remaining time.

"Will Jack Johnson and Jack Gilinsky, please come to the main office," the intercom said.