Brighter days [jalex]

Text me or something

I text my parents telling them I will be staying over Christmas and get a one worded reply of okay. I'll drive back up on Boxing Day. Jacks sitting on the couch on his phone.

"Bye Jack." I say and he ignores me, "I'll be back Boxing Day so text me or something."

Jack just sits there in silence and I shut the door. I just want him to say something. Anything. I just want him to tell me what I can do for him to give me one more chance. I sit in my car and rest my head on the steering wheel and let myself cry again. I'm going back home when I absolutely hate that place because I fucked up and made Jack hate me. I fucked up. I hear a knock on my window and jump up to see Justin standing there.

"You alright?" He asked as I rolled down the window.

"Yeah."

"Stop lying because Kellin told me you've been tweeting really depressing stuff and not responding to his texts." Justin said.

"I haven't responded to anyone's texts except Rian." I tell him, "I need to go because I'm going my parents but I'll text him."

"Alright Alex." He shrugs, "Good luck."

"Thanks." I mutter shutting the window and getting out my phone.

I look at all my texts and click Kellin's name. Without reading what he sent I start typing.

Sorry I ain't been responding to you, I haven't texted anyone other than Rian. I don't blame you at all for this-Alex

It's alright I'm happy you don't hate me-Kellin

I wouldn't it was all me-Alex

Does Jack hate me?-Kellin

Not sure I told him it was all me but he's not talking to me properly-Alex

The only time he mentioned you is when he told me to go fuck myself then said actually go fuck Kellin-Alex

You trying to win him back?-Kellin

Yh but I'm not sure if it's going to work because he says there's no point because I don't love him-Alex

I stg u do-Kellin

I don't love-Alex

Bullshit-Kellin

I put down my phone not knowing how to respond and start driving to see my parents. The holidays are going to be awful.

I spend as much time driving as possible, taking all the long routes. I really regret coming home but Jack needed space so that's what I'll give him. It would probably make no difference but he wants space. I'm going to give him what he wants. I get out my car shoving my phone in my back pocket and grabbing the bags of clothes off the passenger seat.

I kick the stones as I walk up to the door praying that nobody would open it as I press my thumb on the doorbell.

"Hi." I fake smile as my mum opens the door and pulls me into a awkward embrace.

"I'm so happy you could make it." She say as I walk in, "Go put your stuff upstairs and then we can catch up.

"Okay." I walk up to the painfully familiar stairs and push open my door not knowing what I expected to see.

When I left for college my walls where full of posters but now they was bare. Everything I left behind was in boxes that lined the walls. This was no longer my room. Just a empty shell. This used to be my little escape but now it's not even familiar. The bed covers aren't even the same. I throw my bag down on my bed and sigh loudly. I don't want to be here. I regret this.

Authors note

Its past midnight so I'm just going to update now. I need to get dodie tickets later. They come out at ten. Anyway the picture is a sneak preview of what I'm working on. I think that's only going to be a short story because I'm experimenting with different styles. If you want comment and I'll pm you the description so you can tell me if it's shit or not. I'm attempting to be poetic when  I'm just not.

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