Let's Live Like Jack and Sally (Jack Barakat)

Chapter 4: Drunken Actions Lead to Sober Consequences

I wake up with a start as Jack climbs down from the bunk and lands on the floor of the bus. “Jack? Where are you going?” I ask frantically, not wanting him to leave me alone. It had been a week since I had been on the bus and I knew NO ONE. Well, besides Jack. He and I have been going strong so far since he asked me out and I couldn't be happier. “I'm just going to the bathroom. Go back to sleep.” He says, rubbing my stomach from the ground. I nod and fall back asleep after Jack climbs back in bed with me.

When we wake up, it was time for the boys to get ready for their show. Jack, as usual, goes off with Alex and the boys for their meet and greets with the fans, and I sit on the bus, looking through my phone. Jeff Maker, the lighting design guy, sits across from me and says, “So, you and Jack, huh?” I nod and say, “What of it?” Jeff laughs and says, “Nothing. It's just amazing that he could get a girlfriend. He's so crazy insane.” I laugh and say, “He's actually not that bad, but you all should know that since you've known him longer.” He nods and smiles. “Yeah. So, tell me a bit about yourself! I'm the 'father' of the bus, so spill.” I smile and say, “I'm Becca Tremblay, I'm 21, in love with music and tattoos. I have separation anxiety and I'm glad to have met Jack. I'm beginning to fall in love with him.”

Jeff and I smile as we talk about the future of Jack and I. We hear the bus door open and Jack comes in, his hair drenched from the rainstorm outside. “Hey.” He says before kissing me. I smile and say, “Have fun getting wet?” He laughs and says, “Of course. I'd love to make you wet!” He winks and I smack his arm. He sits down after grabbing a towel to dry off his hair. He and I cuddle for a while until Matt tells the guys that it was time for soundcheck.

During the show, I sit side stage, watching Jack and Alex laugh about dick jokes and fans signs they made. “I think Jack has something to tell us all.” Alex says as Jack looks back at me, begging for his next move. I shrug and Alex says, “Come on, man!” Jack turns back around and says, “Well, uh, I have a story.” Everyone cheers. “So, I went to get a tattoo, and when I went in, I saw this girl. Beautiful girl, too. She was getting a Sally tattoo...” The crowd goes insane. “I talked to her, and who would have guessed that just over a week ago, I would have asked her to dinner?” The crowd screams so loud, that I have to plug my ears. “She's such an amazing girl, and I hope that it turns into something way more than friends...” I smile from my spot as I look to my boyfriend, him jumping around as the crowd cheers for him.

After the show, Jack and I decide that we were going to hide all the alcohol in our bunk as a prank. We got to the bus early and grabbed it ALL and stuffed it in our bunk. We knew there would be consequences since Alex was always the first in the alcohol, but we didn't care. We sit in the back lounge and wait for the rest of the crew to get on. The bus door opens, and a giant roar fills the entire bus. “JACK BASSAM BARAKAT! Where the FUCK is the alcohol?!” Alex exclaims as Jack and I snicker from the back lounge. Alex charges back and grabs Jack's arm to drag him to the hallway. “Alcohol. Now.” Alex says. “Why? Damn.” Jack says, laughing. “I want my drinks! Where is it all?” Alex says, getting rather pissed off. Jack gets the bottles and cans from the bunk and takes them to the front lounge, staying there for a few hours, leaving me to myself and not bothering to ask me to join.

Jack comes back after a few too many drinks and leans on the wall. “Why are you not up here?” He says, slurring into the sentence. I sigh and look at him with a face that could kill. He just sighs and turns back around, going back to the front.

Okay, it's not the fact that Jack was drinking or that he was having a good time. It was the fact that he left me back here in the back lounge, by myself. I had already established that I didn't know anyone on the bus, and I wasn't comfortable with going around with them. Jack left me alone, everyone crowding around me in the back lounge, leaving, then ignoring me like I wasn't even there. I was once again, invisible...

When I was a little girl, I was neglected. It was so hard for me to trust that people would take care of me. I finally grew up and moved out at 16 and lived with my friend until she moved to college. She still comes home on the weekends, and the house I'm at now is hers. Even then, I'm still alone. Even though Jack was drunk that night, it still hurt. I felt like I was left alone again, like I was a burden. It took me back to old times...

*THE NEXT MORNING*

“What do you mean it was my fault?” Jack yells as I stare at him. “You left me alone in the fucking back lounge while you drank your ass off!” I scream back, showing my discontent. “I'm sorry! I thought you would come up on your own!” Jack yells, me sitting down on the couch and crossing my arms. The back lounge grows silent. “Becca, talk to me. Please.” Jack pleads as I stare at the floor next ot the door. A tear escapes my eye and I say, “You left me alone and you know how I am when I'm alone.” I had told Jack about my separation anxiety, but it seems as if he doesn't care. “Becca, I'm sorry. I was lit from the show and was having FUN. You'll have to grow up soon enough!” Jack says, me turning so I could look at him. “No, Jack. I won't grow up. You and I may be the same music and movie wise, and we may fit together like a puzzle, but our personalities are too different.” He looks at me, his face dropping.

I stand up to meet as much of his height as I could. “Jack, never let this happen again. I beg you. You're the one that is my protection from myself.” He stares at me. “I'm protecting you?” He says, speechless. I nod my head and he says, “Beck, I'm so sorry. I guess I just got wrapped up in having you, and in having fun. I'm sorry.” I look at him, then look to the ground. “Please forgive me?” He says, taking my hands. I look up at him, place a hand behind his head, and pull his mouth to mine to kiss him.

After the dispute, he and I stay close to each other, Jack being the sense of comfort I've been needing for a long time. He takes me from the bus, into the venue, lets me roam at the meet and greets, keeps me close before the show, then has me set on the other side of the speaker, onstage, sohe can easily come over and talk to me. He's helped me so much over the duration of this tour, and I'm so glad to have him.

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AUTHORS NOTE:

Hey everyone! I'm Cassy. I want to thank you all for reading and I'm so happy that you all are liking this!!! You all should go check out LovelyAllTimeLow because she's the one who inspired this. 

THANKS SO MUCH!!!