I'm Not Giving Up On You

CH: 6 The Girl from the Grocery Store

{Jack's POV} (I don't think I've been putting these... Oops. :) Sowy. I'll try to do better.)

Jack rushed out of the apartment, anything to get away from Mark. He locked the bathroom door before he left, he didn't clean it up after his last... session. He didn't want Mark to see it. To see the blood. The bloody clothes and wall and sink and tub. He didn't need to know, he probably wouldn't care. So Jack hurried to the local shop. He would fix Mack-n-cheese or somethin'. He had his blue hoodie on and it was on over his head, his hands stuck deep in his pockets. He wasn't paying too much attention, his full, undivided attention, was on all the stuff he fucked up today. He shouldered someone. It was right in front of the grocery store, not like Jack noticed anyway. The man, a large, burly, most likely drunk, balled man, didn't look happy. "Hey, muthafooker! Where yeh goin'!" He shouted, his voice heavy with alcohol. "I-I." Jack stopped himself, what was the point? He was done lying, telling people false feelings. He wasn't sorry, he didn't mean to but he wasn't sorry, so he just turned on his heel and walked into the shop. He rushed to the isle with the microwavable Mack-n-cheese. He flung a few into the small basket he had plucked from the entrance and rushed to the check out.

But alas, the self-checkouts he had planned on using were filled or broken. Oh no. The checkout lanes with actual people in them were all but empty. So he walked to the first one that was there, and emptied his basket and got out his wallet. He was a bit surprised no one had recognized him, then again he had yet to take his hood off. The girl checked everything out, but then looked up at him. "This isn't a stick up is it?" She asked nervously. Jack's eyes grow a bit. "N-No! Of course not, here." He tugged his hood off. She smiled at him, "Ah," She said it satisfyingly, as if her master plan had come to life. "Now I can see those beautiful blue eyes." Her cheeks were dusted in a heavy crimson. He blushed as well. "Here." She set a folded piece of paper on the top of the check-writing table. He looked at her for the first time in the eye, with confusion. She was different then he had expected her to look. Her dirty blond hair was up in a bun, her grey-ish blue eyes darted everywhere trying to hide from his gaze. She had expertly applied make-up on, though he was certain she would look just fine without it. She was wearing a sweater that showed off her shoulders, but if he looked closer it had sever anime characters on it. She just shrugged and still had that heavy Crimson on her cheeks. He laid a 10 on the check table and mumbled, "Keep the change." Before he left.

Her eyes were amazing. Her hair was amazing. Her make-up was amazing, though he was sure she looked amazing without it. Her clothes were amazing- What was he doing, using the word 'amazing' to describe the girl he had just seen. She was gorgeous.

He was halfway home now, and he once again stopped himself, but this time for a different reason. "What am I thinking?" He asked to one in particular. She wouldn't like him. She may have liked him now, but when she learned, when she really met him, like on a date. She would hate him. She would think he was pathetic. She would never stay around once she learned about his falters, she would leave, she would leave just like the rest of them.

Just like Kim. (IDK What Jack's ex girlfriend's name was but I saw this in another fic and I liked it so if you know her real name don't tell me cuz I don't care) Kim was his girlfriend from Korea. Was. She broke up with him.

*Sings* {Flaaaaaaaaaaaaaaash Baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack! Two Weeks prior}

Jack looks over at his computer as he gets his daily skype from Kim, two hours early. It was uncommon for Kim to call him at an unusual time, she normally liked things to be right on schedule and she didn't really have much time for it to be any different. Of course he answered. "Hey Kim, What-" He was cut off by her voice, it was emotionless at first, but soon led to angry sobs. "Sean, it's over, there's someone else, someone closer, someone who puts me before their job. I don't ever want you to call me again. You were too far, you were too involved in your job, you were too uninvolved. Bye Sean." He sat, shocked. "What? Hold up, your cheating on me?" She asked, though his voice was not angry, nor sad, it was quiet and in shock. She nodded in annoyance. "Yes keep up!" His demeanor didn't change. "And it's over because I'm too far and too involved with YouTube?" She nodded again. "Anyway goodbye Sean, I deserve someone better than you." And with that the call ended. Wow. Jack's first thought was how had he never seen how self absorbed she was? But his next thought was much darker. What would he do now? He lost the only other person who supported him. Who loved him. Sure Mark and Felix were his friends, but they didn't really want him to succeed, did they? Everything was falling apart. His family didn't support him, they now despised of him, his girlfriend had left him, and his friends were much to busy with their lives in other countries to care about what was happening with him. Jack wanted to feel bad, he didn't want to film and fake being happy when he was the complete opposite. He wanted to just sulk. So he did, in something he had begun to do regularly. Read Hate comments.