Perfectly Imperfect

Chapter 36: Blast From The Past

Sarah's POV

I am laying on the bed finishing counting the holes in the celling, "Two thousand." I sigh sitting up on the bed, "What to do now?" I ask looking around the room before getting an idea. I get out of the bed and push open the two glass closet doors, "Let's see what kind of what skeletons Jack left behind." I walk into the closet and start rummaging through his clothes, on one side of the closet was all his shirts, and on the other side was his pairs of pants. "Little bit more organized than I would thought." At the back of the closet was a dresser that holds his boxers, socks, and other items. "Not much for style I guess, but then again no everyone can be a stylish sociopath like my Booky." I open Jack's jewelry box and pick through all the awful men's jewelry he owned, "I will never understand guy jewelry." A piece of jewelry suddenly catches my eye. "Finally, something a little bit more stylish." I pick up a necklace with a sliver chain and a pendant that has a dagger with snake wrapped around it. "I remember you, Jack said you were his prize possession because you belonged to one of his rivals." I careful put the necklace back before walking out of the closet and closing the double doors, "I am so bored." I throw myself onto the bed and start thinking about Thomas, "Where are you Booky? Why haven't you found me yet?" I say closing my eyes. I open my eyes and instead of seeing the man of my dreams Thomas I see the man of my nightmares Jack sitting on dresser in front of me, "It is official, I have lost my mind." Jack cracks a laugh and smiles at me, "Don't worry your mind is just as unhinged as it normally is, I am just a figment of your imagination." I roll my eyes and go to the other side of the room keeping the bed in between us. "So I am tormenting myself by hallucinating the only person that I hate more than anything in this world." Jack nods his head, "Guess you can say that you have unfinished business with me." I pick up something off his nightstand and throw it at him, "Unfinished business, you are the one that drove me to insanity, I was a normal girl with a normal life, and was until I ran into you at a college party." Jack smiles nodding his head again, "And you loved every second of being with me, the power of being able to do what you want when you want, the fear you instilled into people when you told them you knew me, and we can't forget about all the special moments we shared in privet behind closed doors." I look at Jack with disgust on my face, "We never had a real relationship, and you know that for a fact." Jack gets off his dresser and lounges on his bed looking at me, "Our relationship wasn't much different than the one you have Thomas, if you think about it the only difference is you let him go all the way with you." I wanted to slap him but I knew it wouldn't do me any good, "Thomas is more of a man than you could have ever been, and the reason I knew he was the one I wanted to have sex with is because he didn't try to force himself on me like you did that night." Jack's eyes turn dark and cold, "I waited for almost a year for you, and still you gave me nothing." I start laughing out loud, "You had a different girl in your bed almost every night, and some nights there was 2 or 3 different girls." I run my hand through my hair, "I saw you cry the night Thomas killed me." I look at him with anger on my face, "Don't get it twisted Jack, I wasn't crying because you were dead, I was crying because the moment I saw your lifeless body hit the gravel, I knew that I was finally free of you, and that was the best gift anyone could have ever given me." I suddenly hear what I think is gun fire coming from downstairs, "Sounds like we are missing one hell of a party down there." I walk over to the door and start pounding on it trying to open it, "My sister is smart, we were both raised to do whatever needed to get what we what." I turn my attention from the door back to Jack, "Jack? Do you know what happened with Jett?" Jack sits up on the bed and nods his head, "Jett will always be like a brother to me, and what he has been through I wouldn't wish on my mortal enemies." I slowly walk over to him and sit down next to him, "The story of your father finding him in your cellar, That was only part of the story." Jack looks at me with regret and sadness in his eyes, "Growing up everyone thought that I was the evil one, I was the one took after our father, and I let people believe that was true because to a degree it was the honest truth." I hear the sound of foot falls in the hallway, "My parents sent Salem away because my father didn't feel comfortable having Salem and Jett in the same house." The foot falls gets closer, "What happened to Jett that made him so loyal to your family?" Jack sighs looking down at ground with the look of shame written on his face, "Let's just say that Jett and you have more in common than you think, but the only difference is Jett will never escape his personal hell." The bedroom door is suddenly burst into a million pieces, and I suddenly jerk up on the bed to see a shadow figure standing there, and when I look back at Jack he has vanished. The figure gets closer to me and when I see who it is I suddenly react on my instincts.