Scared (BajanCanadian FF)

Chapter 4

Chapter 4

Jason's POV

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I woke up with a sudden jolt. My head hurt badly and I knew I was hungover. Adam's arms were slung loosely around me. My mind raced, but before I could recall what happened earlier, my stomach churned. I pushed my body up, determined to get to the bathroom, rather than puking all over the carpet in Adam's room. My head throbbed as I went down the stairs. I pressed a hand to my head and stumbled to the door. I twisted the knob and nearly lost it, but held it down and charged to the restroom before emptying the contents of my stomach into the toilet.

I sat back as everything from earlier came rushing back.

~FLASHBACK~

"Adam" I called out, closing the door to his room

"GO AWAY JASON!" He yelled back. I walked over to his living room area, towards where I heard his voice come from. I was shocked by the sight. He had broken into his alcohol stash.

"Oh my god Adam" I said, watching him take another large gulp from the bottle he held. He only drank if it was a party, or if he was extremely stressed.

"This is your fault Jason" he snapped.

"Adam" I said quietly, sitting down on the couch next to him.

"You picked her" he mumbled. "You picked her over me" he had tears in his eyes as he took another drink.

"You know I would never do that" I said, pulling the bottle from his hand.

"But you did" he cried. I sighed, setting it down.

"I'm here, aren't I?" I asked, genuinely concerned about him. It hurt to see that he turned to beer to release stress. Better than taking drugs or cutting.

"Yeah but, you like her." He sobbed. "It's painfully obvious Jason"

"Adam, no. I like you." I grabbed his hands, rubbing circles on the back of his hand, which calmed him down sometimes. "She can be our friend, not girlfriend, just friend." I said quietly. I pulled him into a hug as he cried. Hearing him cry made me start to cry "Adam it's okay" I cooed.

"No it's fucking not" he yelled. He pushed me from the couch, anger burning in his eyes.

"Adam, stop!" I cried. I got up from the ground, not caring that I spilt beer when he pushed me. He stood up a bit tipsily.

"She likes you and you like her, you bastard" he said angrily. He stepped towards me and attempted to swing at me with his left arm.

"Stop it Adam!" I yelled at him as I ducked down. This is why he isn't aloud to drink.

He becomes violent and extremely uncontrollable.

He stumbled towards me, loosing his balance.

"If you wanna talk we can talk, just stop!" I pushed him away from me, not wanting to get hurt, but he grabbed my arm and pushed it back towards me. Before I could react he had already had his arm raised and slapped me hard across my face, throwing me to the floor.

I laid there and sobbed, feeling the sting spread through my cheek.

~END OF FLASHBACK~

I wiped off mouth with a piece of tissue and tossed it into the toilet, flushing it all down. I took a shaky breath as I held into the sink and pulled myself up. I opened the cabinet, nabbing the aspirin and swallowing a few. I set the bottle back and shut the cabinet. I glanced at myself in the mirror and figured I better take a shower before I do anything. I closed and locked the door, stripping down and stepping into the shower.