Next morning
"Ughh!" Jack walks into the kitchen groaning, experiencing his results of getting wasted.
"Fuck my life!" He groans out again, probably making that pouty face he always does when he feels sick. I sigh putting down the spoon from eating my cereal and getting Jack some medicine.
"Thanks." He says taking the medicine, turning around and facing the wall that still has the knife stuck to it from last night.
"How did that get on there?"
"From me trying to chop off your balls." I calmly say looking through fan mail, putting one stack for Gilinsky and the other for Johnson.
Turning around to see Jack looking at me like he saw a ghost. I sigh once again, "Jack I want to talk seriously, because I have notice something since me and Johnson have started dating even worst when you kissed me so I want to ask, what's going on? Who are you?" I see his face fall into confusion, clenching his jaw. Something he does when he's mad, sad, or both.
"What do you mean who am I? I'm your best friend since freshman year, I'm the guy who had your back since that day, what do you mean who am I? When you clearly know who I am." He shot back at me with veins now sticking out.
"No! I don't know you because my best friend wouldn't start acting like some cocky son of a bitch. Since when do you go out getting drunk like your some teenagers? Since when, the Jack Gilinsky, covered up his emotions, you've become the people who you despised the most." I take a breath before I start again on my ranting.
"Since when did you take off your big boy panties and start wearing diapers? This is NOT the Jack I use to know!" I slam my hands on the counter, but not too hard, I didn't want to wake up Johnson.
"Since the day I losted you." He's eyes glosson, ready to spill tears out
"But you never losted me."
"Yes you did! It doesn't seem like it because you're standing here in front of me, but you did leave. You, my best friend, my love of my life, left. I didn't take off my big boy pants, reality just hit me hard in the face. Because in my reality I'm just going to be that small town boy who was bullied and teased for being who he was and when he made something of himself he was lost because the person who show him how to put on his big boy pants was gone." He puts down the glass cup that had his water hard onto the counter, walking right passed me.
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