Six Feet Under the Stars (Jalex Fanfic)

Like a Bad Movie (Ch. 8)

sorry i haven't updated! also this chapter contains things that could trigger bad memories, etc.

ALEX

I sighed and rolled over, feeling someone underneath me. Rubbing my eyes, I looked at Jack. He was peacefully sleeping. He was all mine. I ran my fingers through my hair before sliding one foot out of the bunk. Jack grabbed my wrist, his eyes wide open.

"Don't leave me." He whispered softly. With a smile, I climbed back into the bed and laid my head on his chest. Jack ran his hand through my pink hair. It was dark still, only 2 am maybe. I don't know why I woke up so early. For some reason, Jack did, though. He was doing everything he could to soothe me. Running his hands through my hair, murmuring nice things to me, kissing my head every so often, asking if I was okay. I didn't understand.

"Jack, what are you doing?" I mumbled softly, looking up in his general direction since I couldn't really see him in the darkness. He seemed really worried.
"Alex, baby, are you okay? I know today will be tough, but just go back to sleep." Jack replied in a soft whisper. I was still confused. I grabbed my phone to check the time and noticed the date. That's why Jack was trying to soothe me. It was the anniversary of my brother's death.

I laid there, completely silent for what seemed like forever. Before I knew it, Jack was whispering that everything was okay and wiping away the tears that wouldn't stop flowing. Even though it had been years, I could remember it all clear as if it happened yesterday.

It was a hot summer day and I was laying on my small bed, staring at the ceiling while Blink 182's "Stockholm Syndrome" blasted from my CD player. Jack was supposed to come over today, but he was running late. We were planning on practicing a song I wrote and then we were going to call Rian and Zack to come over and practice with us. We were going to be famous one day, I knew it.

Right as the song ended, I heard a scream. It was an ear splitting scream I never had heard in my life, causing shivers to run down my spine. Opening my door, I saw my mother kneeling outside of my brother's door, sobbing. What did he do now? He knew cutting and drinking killed mom and she'd only caught him doing it once. She couldn't live if he died, because of it. I sprinted down the hall to my mom and put a hand over my mouth to cover up my screams.

He was dead. Laying there, on the floor, covered in his own blood. Fresh cuts were on his skin and his face was blood and tear stained, yet I couldn't help but notice how sickly pale it was. I closed my eyes as if hoping this was some horrible dream. I reached into his room to grab the home phone and sat on the stairs, my back to his room as I called 911. I couldn't hear anything over my convulsing sobs. I could barely speak, but I managed our address and 'suicide,' before hanging up.

The police and ambulence got to the house in about ten minutes, but during that whole time, all I heard was my crying and my mother's screaming. She couldn't stop and neither could I. I got the door open and they pried my mother out of my brother's room before putting him in the ambulence. The sound of my mother's scream and the sirens would haunt me forever.

Jack had gotten to the house, but the police didn't allow him in. It was like a bad movie. I sat on the curb and sobbed and hit Jack and yelled until I was so tired I couldn't even manage to raise a finger. He took it, though. Jack knew my brother had problems. They rarely even saw each other. My brother didn't even get to really meet Jack. If he did, I knew he would love him. Jack was a true brother to me. I had covered Jack's shirt in tears and I gave him a couple bruises from being so angry, but he never faltered or said he would leave. He stayed with me and I knew I couldn't go back into the house so I stayed at Jack's, even though I couldn't sleep. I would never turn out like my brother. I wouldn't let myself, I vowed that day.

Jack brought me back to reality by softly kissing me. He smiled and I could feel it through the kiss. He wouldn't leave me and I knew I couldn't ever leave him. We had been with each other through thick and thin, nothing could seperate us now. "I love you." I whispered into Jack's tear soaked shirt.

Jack chuckled into my ear and replied, "I love you, too. Now, go to sleep. I'll be here when you wake up." I knew he would. I kissed his collarbone softly before whispering sleepily, "Promise?"

"I promise."


again, sorry I have been gone! this was sorta an intense chapter, but they will get better. please comment and vote. ily!