Forgotten•J.G

1.7

Jack pov

As I looked at Mercedes. Her features were stunning. Her face was so peaceful but yet so strong.

I was looking at her jawline seeing her smile until her face completely changed. Shit.

Mercedes pov

What was all of this. Screenshots of text messages from two years ago. As I scroll through the messages Jack tries to pry the phone out of my hand. My foot automatically blocks him and kicks his stomach. I get through I few more screenshots until the phone is snatched out of my hand.

I look up at him with dead eyes. He looks at me with a worried expression and I just sigh.

"Jack what was that" I say in one large breath.

"N-nothing."

"JACK.."

"It's from two years ago. People wanted to hurt your father, including my father. Your mom was forced to kill him and once people found out that you were alive they wanted to kill you. So Asia was told about this and so was I. I was told to track you down and protect you, Asia was forced to join the enemies and protect you by taking her away. I'm so sorry this happened I-" Jack said before I cut him off

"Jack save your bullshit about you caring. I know you never cared, so why try and fake it now huh?" I said before storming out of the house and sitting on the steps as the rain poured down and the wind flowed  through my hair.

My mind was wrapped around everything but i feel like having a mental break down. have you ever had that moment where you just get all this shit put on you, and for just one split second you step back and look at the shit that has preoccupied your life to make it feel like nothing that you do is good enough. Maybe its that your thinking that you feel that you aren't good enough. Those thought in the back of your mind come to life and ruin what you thought you had. 

That's the feeling that i have; not being good enough. Feeling that everyone has their life put together and your just dust compared to them. I can't believe that he tricked me, for two years.

I thought i could trust him finally, but most of all i'm surprised that he spilled so fast. I mean i would last longer then 0.3 seconds before spilling the beans. I guess he was afraid of loosing me, like last time.

I was looking that the floorboards, examining the harsh water hit the wood making it soaked. I realized that i was outside for long because i could hear Jack screaming about how he lost me and how he fucked up.

Guess you did buddy

i could hear what sounded like crying. All he had to do was walk outside, i mean i'm here sprawled across the porch waiting for him to follow me.

what bothers me is that he never told me and that he hid this from me, if he would have told me i would have been fine but now i just feel like a job and a responsibility to him. If he wanted me so badly then why didn't he chase after me. Why didn't he try to call me yet, or why didn't he stop me from leaving.

I was snapped out of my thoughts by a rough and hoarse breath of relief. guess he used his brain.

i sit up to look at his eyes. he looked so depressed and tired, almost like he lost his parents at the same time or that his parents are gone, sure do know what that feels like.

"a-are you really here, or am i just imagine this?" he asked softly.

I stood up and hugged him, feeling his body shutter against mine and hearing him softly cry. 

"I wouldn't leave you, at least not without an explanation." i lightly chuckled, he joined me.

"i-i'm so s-sorry Mercedes, i didn't mean for this to happen." he said with tears lightly streaming his face.

"okay lets go back inside and you explain everything to me, yeah?"

"okay, please don't leave me." 

"we'll see baby boy."