I never proof read this so sorry for mistakes <3
Jess POV;
"Look Jess, I'm pretty sure where Jack is doesn't concern you right now." Frowns Joe, I laugh is disbelief.
"It does.." I start but stop myself, frowning. "How do you know who Jack is?"
"The police said." Patrick says, biting his lip.
"You're lying." I point out.
"N-," he starts.
"You're lying! Who told you!?" I insist.
"It was me, I'm sorry. I couldn't keep it a secret anymore, Jess you need people to know to help you." Sighs Meagan, shuffling her feet around.
"I DON'T NEED HELP MEAGAN!" I scream, tears threatening to spill.
"Jess, calm down! We won't tell mom and dad." Butts in Joe.
"please please please don't, they'll send me away." I beg, turning away from the guys. "Meagan, I trusted you, I really did."
"Jess please, it was for your own good-" Meagan starts.
"Yeah, well it hasn't helped whatsoever." tears spill like waterfalls down my cheeks now and I want to walk away into the distance, somewhere that can sort all these stupid problems, somewhere that can get rid of Jack. I need to be in someones arms, someone who cares but I felt so lost right now, nobody was there to hold me or comfort me and there was nowhere to run.
"Where's Jack now?" I asked, calming myself slightly.
"They- he somehow got out. Nobody knows how but he just ran and was gone." Says Meagan, I shiver. The urge to cry a river of tears becoming overwhelming now. A strong voice interrupted our group conversation.
"Mr Stump?" A medium sized, plump guy in uniform asks.
"That's me?" answers Patrick, the uniformed guy walks over and nods.
"May I see you for a few seconds?" Patrick nods and follows the police man out of the room. Joe and I exchange glances, confused.
We all take a seat in the waiting room, watching the TV still scanning over the crime scene I was at not long ago. There was still no sign of Jack, he hadn't turned up at the hospital to finish what he started with me. Would he even turn up here? Surely he'd get away as far from here as possible so he didn't get caught right?
I carried on staring at the tv until I heard footsteps that belonged to Patrick, padding along the hard but slightly soft floor. All our heads shot up to look at Patrick, curiosity wanting to know what the policeman wanted to see Patrick about.
His face was red and puffy, like he'd been crying.
"Patrick?" Petes voice interrupted my thoughts.
"Mmh." Patrick mumbled, staring at the floor like it was the most interesting thing anyone had ever saw.
"What did the cop say? What's going on?" Pete walked over to Patrick, furrowing his eyebrows
"Nothing."
"Patrick Stumph, what are you hiding from us?" Pete asked. Patrick's eyebrows creased into a frown, a frown that was holding back sad tears.
"Elisa." Patrick mutters.
"Elisa?" Frowns a confused Meagan, it suddenly hits me what Patrick was trying to say, my hand shot up to my mouth, holding back the vile feeling to throw up everywhere. I jump up and ran straight towards the toilets, bursting through and into a booth. I vomit into the toilet a couple times before sliding slowly down the door.
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Fanfiction!Trigger Warning! Jess Trohman, Joe Trohman's younger sister, Joe's in a famous band, Fall Out Boy, you'd think her life was perfect, right? Behind that smile, behind those eyes, lays a secret that not even her caring and close brother knows ©2015 b...
