Sorry I've had writers block jfc i need to update way faster im sorry
[ A l e x ]
"So how'd it go?" I ask quietly as Jack sits next to me on the couch
"My mom was pretty mad," He sighs "But it's alright now"
"Was she just checking up on you, or did she find out?"
"She... uh... She found out. She wanted to make sure I was safe" He shakes his head "I guess I'm going to be seeing a therapist when she gets back"
"Oh..." I pause, thinking of something positive to say "Well, Jack, the therapist is gonna help you. You'll feel much better after talking to them. Plus it's not gonna be a permanent thing, a few sessions and you'll be all good" I try to sound as reassuring as possible.
"But, Alex, I don't need a therapist, I just need you. As long as you're with me, I'll be okay"
"Jack, I-" The doorbell rings. Sighing, I stand up to get it. Jack follows me to the door. I open it to see nobody, just a can of spray paint tipped over on the step. Oh no. The contrast between the red paint and our grey house catches my attention. 'Fags' is written in messy letters on the front of the house. My mouth hangs open as I step onto the front lawn and stare at the crude word.
"Alex, honey, who's at the door?" Mom's cheerful voice rings through my ears. I don't respond, still in utter shock "Alex?" She pokes her head out of the open door and follows my gaze to the writing. Then she calls for my dad and he comes outside to see what's going on.
Everything goes in slow motion, the sound of my father swearing is muffled, a tear slips over my face leaving a cool line down my cheek, Jack looks over at me with his swollen cheeks and black eye from earlier. He asks if I'm okay. I don't know if there's any way to answer him, so I just look back to the word on the house and take in a deep breath.
[ J a c k ]
Alex doesn't respond. He looks away for a minute before a booming voice startles me "WHAT THE FUCK AM I SUPPOSED TO DO?!" His face goes red as he lets out another scream. I've never seen Alex this angry, I've never seen him curse at the world, and it scares me. But I pull him into a hug and let him bury his face in my shoulder. He's just Alex, when he's mad or upset, it's just Alex.
No wait, it's not just Alex. When he's angry my world shakes and fear fills my lungs, rendering me incapable of speaking. When he's happy and smiling... God the thought of his smile just makes my heart melt.
But when he's sobbing into my shirt because of some fucking prick's sick idea of a prank, my blood boils and rage courses through my veins.
"Alex? Alex it's gonna be okay we can repaint the house and it'll be like none of this ever happened" I whisper, hearing him trying to catch his breath
"But Jack, I'm gonna remember it," He stutters "Now every time I come home from school and look at this damned house I'm gonna remember it"
"Then don't remember the spray paint or the anger, just remember me and you being here together, okay? Just me and you"
He nods a little and rests his head on my shoulder "You and me" A quiet sniffle and a whisper "Just you and me"
Ugh sorry im sorry
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