Used (Flamingeos fanfiction)

Chapter 5

This is wrong.

I shouldn't be doing this.

But I do. I lay there and run my hands through his dark hair as he plants wet kisses on my cheeks, lips, and neck.

I like him a lot.

He has a girlfriend..which isn't you.

I know but...its hard to walk away from someone you love.

This isn't love. You're being used.

If he loves you, why hasn't he broken up with Tess?

His trail of kisses come back up to my neck and my jawline.

"You're so beautiful." He compliments, cupping my face.

I force a smile.

"Look at me." He whispers.

His deep voice is so soothing. Like music to my ears.

I didn't even notice my eyes where screw shut. They flutter open, exposing his worried face.

"What's wrong?"

"This. This is wrong."

"What are you talking about?"

"You have a girlfriend Jack." I mention as I sit up.

His body stiffens and he clenches his jaw. He always does this when he's upset.

"We talked about this."

"Yes, we did and you still have yet to end it."

He loses his gaze with me and looks at the ceiling. Completely silent. The perfect time to continue.

"You keep telling me you will. You keep saying it and I keep waiting. I feel like a shitty person. Messing around with someone else's boyfriend. But I've have feelings for you and I just want to be able to call you mine. I want to kiss you. I want to go out with you without having to worry about Tess..hell..anyone seeing."

"I don't want to hurt her." He states.

"What about me? I'm hurting too!" I yell. My throat tightens as I try to hold back tears. The thought of him caring about her more than me..

He remains silent. I bow my head hoping to meet his gaze once again.

"Do you love her?"

"Of course I love her." He sighs.

"Wow.." I begin, tucking hair behind my ear.

I gulp down the lump in my throat as the tears finally fill to the brim. Everything's a blurry mess.

How could I be so stupid? I've seen it with my own eyes.

I slightly push him off and get up from the bed all while fighting the urge to cry.

His hand wraps around my wrist, keeping me from moving.

"Where are you going?"

"Home. I never want to talk to you again."

"Bea..." his voice becomes soft and helpless which makes me second guess my decisions.

Is this what I really want? To be used?

No...you deserve better than this.

"I mean it jack." I pull my arm from his grasp and continue out the door.

Jack doesn't hesitate to follow me to the stairs.

" So that's it? You're just going to leave?"

I ignore his useless questions as I walk down the stairs.

I ignore his plea and promises as I slip on my jacket.

I ignore those five threatening words as I walked out the door.

A/N

Sorry I've been inactive I've been caught up in school believe it or not.

I'm going to do a part two this is just a little filler that has to do with Beatrice past.

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