A daydream away [Jack Barakat - All Time Low]

I want you back.

Tessa's POV

"Tessa! Tessa wake up right now!" I heard somebody cry and my eyes shot right open to reveal a blood-shot eyed Alex shaking me. 

"Tessa-a" He stuttered. 

"Calm down. What happened?" I said, trying to calm him down. That didn't work. He was sobbing so hard I was getting frightened. 

"I-its's Jack.."

"Jack?"

"H-he's in the hospital.. Oh god, Tessa. He's going to die." His lips and chin were trembling. 

Tears came streaming down my face. A lump formed in my throat. I sobbed several times. Why was he in the hospital? Was he okay? Is he going to die? Oh my god this can't be happening. No no no. This can't be happening. I can't lose him.

Not now.

Not today. 

Not ever. 

My vision dimmed. I was about to pass out. I couldn't help it. Before everything went dark somebody splashed cold water all over my face which made me scream.

"Tessa?" Alex said. I opened my eyes. He wasn't crying. He looked perfectly normal, actually.

"W-where's Jack? Is he okay? What happened to him?" I swiped a hand across my forehead to get rid of sweat. I was sweating terribly, apparently.

"What are you talking about? Jack is still sleeping. He's perfectly fine." He spoke.

"B-but you said he was in the hospital, and t-that he's going to die." I said, completely confused. It wasn't a dream. It felt like reality. 

"You were screaming Jack's name earlier while you slept. It must have been a bad dream." He kissed my cheek and told me to go back to sleep.

I couldn't sleep. 

I felt nauseous, my head was killing me. I made my way to the bathroom. There, I vomited in the toilet. I flushed it and brushed my teeth. Looking at my face in the mirror, I gasped. I looked terrible. My mascara was smeared on my eyes. My hair was a mess. I cleaned my face with make-up remover wipes and blushed my teeth. My head throbbed. I went to the kitchen to get some food. Alex, Lisa and Rian were there. 

I jammed myself into the chair and rested my head on the table. 

"Hungover?" Rian asked. I tried to nod. I made a mental note to myself to never drink that much again.

Lisa handed me a bowl of crackers. "Here; eat these. Crackers help." I thanked her and took the bowl. 

I ate them then poured myself a cup of water. After a while, the rest of my band came in, along with Zach. They all ate breakfast quietly. 

I felt arms wrap around my waist. "Good morning beautiful." Jack whispered in my ear. 

I groaned.

 "Someone's grumpy this morning." He chuckled. 

I walked to the bunk area and sat on mine, leaning my back to the wall. I took my phone, fiddling with it. I opened the twitter app. 'Hangover is a bitch'  I tweeted.

"Are you okay?" I looked up. Jack sat next to me. I shook my head.

"Come 'ere" He said and took me in his arms. I buried my head in his chest. We cuddled for about 15 minutes. 

"The guys are going out today. I'm assuming you don't want to come." He said. I nodded. I didn't feel good at all. "I'm staying with you. I'm not leaving you like this."

"Are you serious? No, Jack. Go have fun." I stated. 

"I don't want you to be mad at me. You need someone to stay with you." He stuck his lower lips out. 

"I'll be mad at you if you stayed with me. Now go get ready." I blowed him a kiss and pushed him off the bunk.

"Fine. Just call me if you need anything. Anything." I nodded and smiled. 

I put my head on the pillow and fell asleep.

I woke up a few hours later. Nobody was in the bus. I checked my phone. I had one missed call from an unknown number and a message from Jack.

"I wish you were here. I love you x" It read.

I smiled to myself and plugged my phone into it's charger.

I sat on the couch and watched TV. After a few minutes, I heard noise coming from the front of the bus. I looked at the clock. It was still 2PM. They couldn't be back already. I frowned. Who could it be? 

"Hello?" Somebody called. I recognized the voice. Mike. I wasn't so sure it was him, tough. I unplugged my phone and shoved it in my pocked, just in case. I approached the front of the bus slowly. My stomach flipped.

It was him. Mike. My face burned with anger. What does he want now? 

He smirked. "Tessa. Just the person I wanted to see." He extended his arms for a hug. Hug? Over my dead body.

I grabbed one of his arms and shoved it away with all my force. I felt like hell. I could fall on the ground any minute now, I felt as I was about to black out. I took a deep breath. 

"What do you want?" I said trough gritted teeth. 

"I want you back, Tessa."

I chuckled. "You cheated on me, remember? You cheated on me with that blond slut!" I screamed.

"I didn't mean it, you know that." 

"Get the fuck out of here, Mike." I hissed. He raised an eyebrow. "GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY BUS, MIKE!" 

"Don't you dare raise your voice at me." He slapped me. I winced. 

"What are you, my mother? Leave, Mike." I screamed and put my hand on my cheek. 

Before i knew it he held me my the collar and then his hands found my neck. He gripped it tight. I couldn't breath. I wanted to scream. I couldn't. I was about to vomit. He then smashed his lips on mine. I wriggled out of his grasp but he held me too tight. Tears were rolling down my cheeks. 

That kiss was nothing like Jack's kisses. Mike's kiss was angry, forced and full of hatred. Jack's were sweet, loving. They were just perfect. 

His hands made their way under my shirt. I tried to scream, but his mouth was on mine so I couldn't. I flinched as he touched my waist. I cried harder. He then yanked the shirt over my head. I remained there in my bra and shorts.

 My breath was bursting in and out.

 As he took my shirt off, I managed to leave his grip. I looked at his face. He had that evil grin again. 

"I want you." He whispered. He bit his lip and smirked. My throat was dry. 

"NO!" I screamed. I was sobbing so hard, I could barely speak. 

I kicked him in the nuts. He winced and crouched in pain. My leg muscles tightened, my body ready to run. I sprinted to the kitchen. 

I opened my phone and sent a quick text to Jack. 

'help'

I opened one of the drawers and took out a sharp knife. My whole body trembled. 

I heard footsteps and I saw mike in front of me. I looked at the knife in my hands. I raised it. Mike just laughed. He reached over, held my bare back and drew me closer to him. I held back a scream. 

I gripped the knife, my knuckles had gone white.

His grip loosened. I heard a loud thud.

Then all I could see was blood.