Shark Teeth (Jean Hobbs)

Chapter 24

Jack's POV

"Looks like I've missed out on a lot."

We spun around to see James stood in the doorway.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" I snarled.

"What? A guy can't come and see his fiancée in hospital?" He smirked.

"I'm not your fucking fiancée." Dean hissed at him.

He slowly began walking towards him.

"Yes you are. Have you forgotten again, Deany Bear? You're mine."

Dean stood up, walking closer to James until they were only a few centimeters away from each other. Dean pulled the engagement ring off his finger and placed it in James' hand.

"Not anymore..."

James stared down at the ring for a moment before meeting Dean's eyes again. He smirked.

"You're pathetic. Who else is going to want you? Poor, messed up Dean... You should've just killed yourself when you had the chance."

"I know. But I couldn't die knowing that you would do this to other people."

James was silent for a second before leaning in and kissing Dean, he pulled away from him immediately.

"What's wrong Deany Bear? You don't love me anymore?"

Dean slapped him across the face, hard.

"Don't fucking call me that!" He shouted.

James laughed.

"You know, Lucas didn't put up this much of a fight."

I felt Daniel tense up at the mention of his name. We all stared at James, confused.

"You thought you were the only one?" James smirked at Dean. "It didn't take long to break Lucas, within the first few weeks he was willing to do anything. And I mean anything." He winked at Daniel. I wrapped my arms tighter around him, making sure he didn't try to attack James and injure his ribs even more.

"It's a shame I got rid of him, really. He was probably the most loyal one I'd had." James said, staring out the window.

"You're a fucking monster." Dean hissed.

James lunged at him, wrapping his hands around his neck and pinning him to the wall. Daniel quickly pressed the nurse call button next to his bed, setting off a loud beep. James spun his head around to look at him.

"You're fucking dead..." He growled, letting go of Dean and marching towards us. Dean collapsed onto the ground, gasping for air. James reached out to grab Daniel, my instincts kicked in and I lunged at him, knocking him to the ground and pinning him to the ground by his shoulders.

A nurse burst through the door, followed by the policewoman from earlier. She quickly ran towards us, I moved away from James just as she grabbed his arms and pulled him up, she pulled his arms behind his back and placed handcuffs on his wrists.

"Mr Matthews I am arresting you on suspicion of domestic abuse and initiating the murder of Lucas Fenton. You do not have to say anything, but it may harm your defence if you do not mention when questioned something which you later rely on in court. Anything you do say may be given in evidence."

"I'll get you one day Dean! Don't think you're safe from me forever!" He screamed, struggling against the handcuffs as she pushed him out the door, the nurse following them.

The door closed and the room fell silent.

I held my hand out to Dean and pulled him up. We sat back down on the bed, staring down at the ground. We stayed like that for a while before the door opened and a nurse walked in.

"Are you feeling any better Daniel?"

He nodded.

"On a scale of one to ten how would you rate your pain?" She asked, picking up the notes on the table.

"I don't know... Six I think?"

She wrote on the paper before looking up and smiling.

"I can't say for sure, but you should be allowed to go home today."

He smiled slightly.

"I'll be back later, let me know if you need anything."

"Thank you..."

And with that, she left the room.

Daniel was allowed to leave the hospital that night, after having to fill out multiple forms and be lectured by the nurse that he won't be able to do much. When we all arrived at my house, Dean made us sit down on the sofa.

"Guys, I need to tell you something." He sighed.

"What's up? Are you okay??" I asked, worried.

He shook his head.

"I- I can't stay here anymore. Everything reminds me of James. I need to leave."

"But where are you gonna go?"

"I've already arranged it, I'm moving in with Tim."

"B-But... He's-"

"I'm moving to America."

I literally felt my heart shatter into a million pieces. Daniel stayed silent.

"When are you leaving?" I muttered.

His eyes were filling with tears.

"I don't know. As soon as all the stuff with James has been sorted out in court." His voice cracked. Daniel leaned forward and hugged him tightly, mumbling stuff into his ear. I just sat there, staring down at the ground.

Dean was leaving.

The only person I've ever loved was leaving.

I felt Dean slip his hand into mine.

"Are you okay?"

I nodded.

My mind flashed back to all our memories.

When we first talked in maths class.

When we went to see Panic! at the disco together.

When we moved in together.

When I first fell in love with him...