The Unexpected (Jacksgap FanFic)

Falling Walls

Jessie's POV

My eyes glaced over the book, I stay still. Too scared to move an inch. Too scared to fall into the trap of pain, misery and more rejection. The pain of remembering everything I've forgotten for a reason, God's reason.

But yet somehow I feel my soul detach from my body and walk over to the book. Tracing it's fingers along it and looking at each photo. Photos of me, Kat, Selena and Gavin. Of me and Jack, some of me Jack and Finn. And some just of me. Caught in a moment, every moment. I can't quite remember them all but some I do. My fingertips find it's way to my dad's face on the photo and the 1000 words a picture tells place a story, a story that feels all to fake to be true.

My mum and my dad's replacement, Euan.

The 1000 words I wish I could forget instantly. Those painful words that knock the last of my bricks down. The 1000 words that place the jigsaw pieces together. And I wish I could forget all over again.

Scotland.

Euan.

Jack.

Kat.

The fall... The fall nobody was tree to catch but the person who never wanted to catch me. The person who pushed me down. He's the boy I love and now understand, I understand why I never took him back. He hit me.

I feel myself scurrying into the corner of the living room, making everything in the room come back into my senses. Everybody crowding me, Finn, Kat, Selena, Gavin. But not Jack, he was crouched in the other corner. I felt isolated, yet with everyone so close.

"Jessie, it's okay." I hear one of them say. Their voices seem so unfamiliar, I feel so distant.

I feel like reaching out for Jack. But I can't, he doesn't want me and I shouldn't want him.

But I do.

And I can't help but find myself wiping my own tears and standing the bricks back on top of another, whilst standing up.

"I'm fine." I finally say and walk over to Jack who has his head in his hands. "I'm fine." I repeat sitting down next to him.

Again, the world goes quiet and I stare at his features. As if a big chunk of me has been gone for so long and it just can't come back. I feel like I'm missing something. I'm missing his love, and telling him what I remember will make that worse.

I need to make him love me.

***

I couple of hours go by of nobody talking, everyone left except Jack. He hasn't spoke to me yet. I'm too scared to incase he finds out I remember. What would happen? Would he hate me? I really don't know.

I let Jack sleep in my bed and I go downstairs. Walk into the kitchen and turn the kettle on for a nice cup of tea. Then I remember I haven't fed Jack at all since he's been here, so I decide to make him an omelet.

I find myself running around too much that I actually forget to make myself some tea and I'm already half way up the stairs with Jack's food. Well done Jessie.

I knock on the door to my bedroom and walk in. Putting the plate on the bedside table and sitting on the bed.

He looks so peaceful... Angelic when he's asleep.

Then I remember that I was the one who threw him away, why would I do that? I'm an idiot, such an idiot. He's been here for me, the only person who cares enough to watch over me and do what's best for me, and I threw that away.

I must've coughed or made some sort of sound because the peaceful boy wakes up.

"What are you doing here?" His raspy voice asks me.

"I made you an omelet."

Most awkward thing to say.

"Thanks." He reaches over for the plate and sits up.

He's shirtless. Don't do this to me, please Jack.

"Enjoy." I smile and get up, walking myself back downstairs and lying on the sofa. Falling into a much deeper sleep than I thought I would.

Jack's POV

I wake up to the sound of someone screaming. I jump out of bed instantly and stand still for a bit, all the blood rushing to my head makes me aware that I got up too quickly.

I walk with my hands out infront of me incase I walk into something in the dark and make my way downstairs quietly.

Maybe someone broke in?

With that scenario in my head I'm extra cautious and I make my way to the living room to get Jessie.

When I get there I find her on the floor. My instincts turn the light switch on and I rush to her. Her skin glaced over with a thick layer of sweat and she's panting.

"What's wrong?" I ask her, wiping the stale tears from under her eyes. She flinches from my touch but I continue to do so anyway.

"I... It's noth.. Nothing." She manages to stutter out.

Jessie must think I'm an idiot if I'd believe that, instead of saying so though I gently pick her up and take her upstairs.

Lying her on the bed, I tuck her in and get into the other side and face her.

The girl stares at me blankly and I try to read what's going on in her little head. But I get nothing, no emotion whatsoever. So I move the strands of hair from her face and caress her cheek. All I get is a blank stare though, no smile, no blush, just a cold stare as if she's shocked.

"Go to sleep." I whisper and kiss her forehead, she needs me right now.

Her eyes flutter closed and I feel myself bringing her into my arms and falling asleep too.

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Sorry this took so long! I've been so busy and I promise I'll try harder to update. I hope you like this chapter.

Are things turning around?

What happened to Jessie?

After shocks?

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