Jacksepticeye Imagines

Seperation

Warning..... This is gonna be sad. Just warnin' ya.

It'd been two months since I'd seen him.

It felt like longer. It felt like I hadn't seen him in a lifetime.

I knew that just wasn't true, though.....

"Oh, Jack....." I murmured, as the train purred along the tracks below my feet.

I continued to stare out at the empty distance. It quietly reminded me of the emptiness I felt when I missed Jack this much.

It was like a wild beast, waiting for the right time, begging to get free. It would do anything for comfort, even hugging Jack's tee shirt that I wore as a pajama top.... It had the proclaimed septic eye on it and I hugged it like it was the man himself.

The train whistled screamed and that was my cue that I was at the station.

I quickly grabbed my two suitcases and made my way to the door, which slid open at the shooooooosh of the final huff of the train.

I hurried out, almost running, expecting to see my dear Jack's angelic face, waiting for me near one of the massive pillars or one of the small metal benches.

My eyes desperately search the surroundings until.... there!

I spot him, across the way, talking to a cute tall girl with long orangish locks that remind me of a Weasley from Harry Potter, except not as red. From here, I can see that they are engaged in a rapid conversation of interest. 

Without a second thought, I clutch my bags a little bit tighter and run. I run until my legs hurt from the amount of pressure I am putting them under. I run until all I can think about is kissing Jack and showing him just how much I missed him, how much I missed every part of him.

But.... I come to a slow stop at the shocking realization of seeing the girl lean forward and plant her lips on his.

I..... I can't form proper thoughts.

Actually, the only word pounding in my head is.... Why.

What made him betray me like this......?

Then I see his pearl blue eyes find me in his view and I feel his heart jump from here. He probably feels bad and wants to take back the wonderful kiss he just had with.... with her.

But it's too late.

I drop my bags at my feet and run. I run, drowning myself in my own self pity. I run for the sake of getting away from the one person I thought I could trust. I run and run and run....

Until I fall on my stomach on the train tracks.

The last thing I saw was Jack's face, horrified, like we were suddenly in a horror movie.

The last thing I remember hearing was..... A train whistle.

Told you. Just saying.