Magcon Imagines

Jack Johnson

I sat at the dining room table, alone like usual. My tires eyes watched the clock, 9:04. He said he was working late again, that would make the fourth time this week. I silently scolded myself for believing him this time.

I stood up and took my plate to the sink, rinsing it and leaving it for later. My wine was dumped also, I'm tired of drinking the pain away. Usually I waited up for Jack, but from past experience I decided to just go into the bedroom and relax.

I lay on the bed we shared and huffed to myself. I pulled out my book and pretended I was reading it, my mind was other places. The silence engulfed me until I heard the front door open and close. Being alone made me weak, but being with Jack made me weaker. I stood up and nervously walked out of the bedroom and into the living room where Jack was. His eyes were bloodshot and he looked dead.

"I want a divorce" he told me when he saw me, "I can't do it anymore."

I was stunned, my sadness was filled with despair, "What?" I asked unable to say any other words. A giant lump formed in my throat as tears rimmed my eyes, "What's been going on with you Jack?" He shook his head and wiped his face with his hands, "You're always lying saying you have to work late, you always come home drunk, we don't even talk anymore or exchange hellos or goodbyes!" I shouted.

He looked at me with no love left in him, "I don't love you anymore (Y/N), I don't want to end the day with you. I can't keep pretending like I do because I don't" he told me with sadness in his voice. I cried in pain, my heart felt like it was going to break into a million pieces, "I really am sorry" he apologized, although I could only feel like he didn't mean it sincerely. He tried to comfort me and attempted to walk closer, I swatted him away.

"Get out" I shouted, "Just go if I'm so horrible. Why would you put me through all this?" I asked hatefully. He didn't answer and walked past me to our, no, my bedroom. I followed him crying enough tears to fill the ocean. He packed a duffel bag and walked past me.

"I'm sorry" he apologized again.

"I still love you" I said, making my final plea, "Please we can be better again I promise I'll try harder to make this work" I begged. He shook his head no and hugged me tightly.

"I'll still be here, I can promise you that" he said wiping my tears.

"Don't leave, please just spend one more night with me" I asked holding him close to me. I can't let him go.

"I don't think so" he said letting me go, permanently, "Goodbye (Y/N)" he walked out the front door.

"Bye Jack" I whispered, my voice gave out as I watched him leave me.