18- Because I'm Mr. Brightside

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18- Because I'm Mr. Brightside

Title cred: Mr. Brightside by The Killers

The panic attack gave me zero motivation so once I got home I crawled right into bed right away instead of comforting Jack like a good boyfriend would've done. Like Jack would've done given the situation was flipped. I clearly don't deserve Jack. What does he see in me anyways?

Jack wanders over to my bed, crawling in beside me and wrapping his arms around me, pulling me close. I want to tell him everything will be okay, but I don't know that. People used to tell me everything will be okay, and sometimes it is, if only for a little while, but often more than not things doesn't seem to go right.

"We'll be okay" He whispers, I think that was supposed to be my line. "We'll be okay, Lexi"

I tried to reply, I really did, so I found myself back into that comfortable medium I was in for the year after my parents died. It feels so familiar but so out of place, awkward. I rub my forehead against his chest to let him know I understand, that I care.

"I love you, Alex" Jack whispers nudging his nose against Alex's ear

With everything Alex had, he managed to say "love you too" and actually meant it, too.

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