I shouldn't be trusted to live and let go. [Jack Barakat] Sequel.

Times like these feel so dangerous.

Hey guys! So, the reason the previous was so short is because this one is in Jack's point of view. And it repeats a lot of the fight from the previous chapter, just in his perspective. I wanted to keep it all together. I rarely do his p.o.v. but I felt like I needed to. 

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Jack's p.o.v.

I woke up in a bed that was unfamiliar, but extremely comfortable. My eyes scanned the room and everything clicked.

-flashback- 

I sat with my head in my hands. I wanted to talk to Addy, to reconcile, or at least be able to get along. This wasn't about just us anymore. We have a daughter that needs us both. My relationship with Addeline was completely fucked though. Yes, I still loved her, but that didn't matter, she hated me entirely, and I'm not exactly sure why. I know I hurt her, and I know what I did was completely stupid. If I could take it back, I would. I need to talk to her. Sighing, I grabbed my hoodie and pulled my shoes on.

"Where are you going?" Alex asked me.

"I need to talk to Addy."

"Jack, do you realize how late it is?"

"Nope."

"Dude, it's almost one, she's probably asleep."

I shrugged. "Alex, I can't wait, I need this."

He sighed before nodding and shooing me out the door.

"Just be nice."

The whole walk there, I thought entirely about her. She only lived ten minutes by car, so it was twenty when walking. It was cold outside, my breath was visible, but I didn't want to drive, I needed the air. I needed to think. I hesitated at her driveway, questioning if it was a good idea. Just do it. It's all or nothing, you've already walked all the way here. My footsteps were quiet, almost inaudible, as I made my way up to her house. I knocked, not expecting an answer. A few moments passed. Maybe she wasn't awake. I started to turn away when the door opened. She stood there with a frown on her face.

"Can we talk?" I mumbled.

"Absolutely not." She hissed

She was pissed. Just the sight of me must irritate her. Yeah, that isn't a good feeling. She went to close the door, but I placed my foot in the way. She was not getting out that easily.

"Move it." She growled.

"No. Would you just listen to me? Its been three years and you're still pissed off about what happened. I can't even spend time with our daughter without you getting upset." I frowned.

"So? You slept with Alice. Alice! I have every right to be pissed. I don't want anything to do with you. So, uh, fuck you."

"Addy, you eventually have to forgive me."

Something told me that was the wrong thing to say.

"You know what, Barakat? I don't. I told you that. You don't need to be forgiven by me, nor do you need to be a part of my life. You are nothing to me. You're Lacey's father, and that's it. I don't need you, but she does. So, I'm asking you-no. I'm telling you. Be there for your fucking daughter and leave her mother alone."

I flinched when the door slammed. Tears stung my eyes, but sadness quickily turned into anger as I pushed the door back open.

"You've kept a grudge against me for three fucking years, Addeline. I know I hurt you, but, fuck, why do you hate me so much?" I shouted.

She turned to me slowly and the anger disappeared from her face. Her walls collapsed.

"I hate you, because I don't hate you."

"What do you mean?" My eyes widened and my voice came in only a whisper.

"Jack, I'd give anything to be able to hate you for what you did. I can't hate you, though, believe me, I've tried to, and for three years I've tried to forget you as well. Remembering everything everyday for the past 1,095 days was hell. For three fucking years I've tried to erase the memory of you, but it's an impossible task with a daughter that looks just like you... Her eyes, her laugh, her smiles...they always make me think of you. I've tried so hard to make myself believe I'm over you, Jack. I've done nothing but pretend and lie to myself because it's so much easier than admitting that not only I can't forget and don't want to forget you but that I miss you every day and that I still love-"

That was all I needed to hear. I didn't let her finish. I just kissed her. Eventually, she pulled away and I sighed before grabbing my phone.

"What are you doing?"

"Hold on."

I blushed as the message she left me the day before we broke up played. I had listened to it repeatedly, I could even recite it if I wanted to.

"Why do you still have that?" She asked.

I explained as she just stared at me. I wasn't sure what to think. Eventually she smiled and grabbed my hand. A smile made it's way onto my face as well when she pushed me into her bedroom. At this moment we forgot everything. It didn't matter that she was engaged, or that we still didn't have everything figured out. What mattered is that, right now, the only thing we wanted was each other. Neither of us gave that ring on her finger a second thought.  

-end flashback-

Addy and I had slept together. Which, at a different time, may not have necessarily been a bad thing, but she's engaged to Adam. What they hell are we doing? 

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Its longer than I wanted it to be. Sorry. Anyway. Tell me what you think! :3