Staged |Jack Avery|

Twenty-eight : Fucked in the head

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From: Zachy
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Z: C'mon, its been two days. Come out of my room and commune with us.

Me: no

Z: You need to talk with jack

Me: Lolol no

Z: yes.

Me: no. There is nothing to talk about.

Z: Come out, now. Or i'm coming in.

Me: It's your room, do what you want.

Z: fine. I will.
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"Nikki!" He whines as he enters the room

"Whattt!" I whine back

"Talk to Jack." He says as he plops on the bed

"There isn't anything to talk about." I reply once more

"Yes, ther- jack!" He yells as he get's distracted by jack who is walking past the door

"No!" Jack yells and tries to run away but instead gets jumped on by Zach

"I'm not going in that room!" Jack argues as he wrestles with zach

"Yes you are!" Zach yells back as he attempts to drag Jack in by his ankles

"I am not!" Jack refuses once more as he flips over and grabs the bottom of the railing

"Jack, i swear to god!" Zach growls as he pulls

"No! Corbyn what the hell!" Jack yells as corbyn pries his hands off of the railing and zach pulls him in

"Thats my cue!" I yell as i jump over the Jack that is lying on the ground and make a run for it only to be picked up -quite literally- by corbyn and carried back into the room

"Stop!" I complain as i try to wiggle out of his grasp

"No. You guys will talk. I don't care how long it takes." Corbyn says his piece and with that they close the door

"Dumbass! The door opens!" I yell as i grab the handle and wiggle it

"The door doesn't open. Why wont the door open? Dumbass', come back!" I yell and continue to try to open the door

"Locked from the outside, beyotch." Zach laughs

"Fuck you, herron!" I growl

"Wouldn't you like to." Corbyn says sassily

"Already did, wasn't anything special." I shrug

"Hey!" Both Jack and zach complain

"Oh shut up." I roll my eyes

"Make up or stay in their forever." Corbyn says before stomping away

I just stand there looking at the door, i just stand there until I realize how stupid this is.

"This is fucking dumb." I say as i turn around to look at Jack who is sitting on the floor next to the closet

"You're telling me. You're the one who caused it all in the first place." He rolls his eyes

"Excuse me? Don't you even fucking start. This is not my fault. Okay? Let me get this crystal fucking clear for you, Avery." I begin as i walk towards him

"No, Nikki. Let me." He stands up as he speaks

"Sit your curly headed ass down, boy. I'm not done. This is not my fault. It isn't your fault. Its what happened. Shit happens. This is that shit. Okay? But the fact that you would just sit there, and after everything, tell me that you basically never had any hope to begin with. Tell me that from the start we were going to fail, tell me that its crazy to think of us together, and not even just say it, but believe it. Now that, Jack. That hurt. It hurt because you, of all people, know just how hard it was for me to open up to you and accept the fact that you and i were now and us. Okay? You of all people witnessed first hand just how hard it was for me to let you see me without a look of sheer hatred on my face, without my guard up. Not just acting when fans were around, but actually trying.

Actually investing feelings into you. Actually letting myself do that. Then for you to just come at me with this "it was all just some stupid shit that would never work out anyway" bullshit, that truly hurt. I get we were far as far could be from a perfect couple, but we were trying. And when we were trying, we were happy. Happy together. So you pulling this "who were we fooling!" Shit, that got me. Because it was me you were fooling Jack, band Congrats. You did it so well, neither of us even knew." I quickly wipe my eyes while waiting for him to speak

"You fucked up so many times, Nikki. You did so much to make me jealous, to make me second guess myself, you pulled shit constantly that made me feel like you didn't want me. So how was i supposed to know? Huh? Explain to me. Will all the shit you pulled, how was i supposed to know you actually gave a fuck." He argues back

"Because i'm fucked, Jack! Because were a pair of screwed up people and thats what we do! We do dumb shit for reassurance, we do stupid shit Because for some reason it just makes sense! Okay? I didn't know i was doing it, I didn't mean to! But in my little fucked up brain, it made sense. If i got close to zach, and you got mad, then whoopty fucking doo! You still cared. If i got close to jonah and you didn't give a fuck, then oop thats the end of us! Thats the end of that! Because in my mind you didn't care anymore. Okay, jack? And i'm sorry, i am. But i cant help that i have issues, just as you cant help that you do too. Some of the same ones I have. But you cant get mad at me because of it, just as I'm not mad at you for it. I'm sorry i feel a constant need to have reassurance and that that is the way i go about it, but it is and i don't know how to fix that." I yell at him as i begin to cry even more

"I know you can't, Nikki. But as you said, were the same. So while you're buddying up with the guys to get your reassurance, to get your reaction, I'm ignoring it and being cold hearted to get mine. That's what i meant when i said we didn't belong together, because we feed off each other like that. Because were both too fucked up and we just keep fucking each other up even more. It just doesn't work, no matter how hard we try, or want it to. It won't." He says blankly with watery eyes before turning his back to me

"Well, then good luck finding someone as crazy as me to put up with it. Because i guarantee nobody else will, not unless they're as fucked up as us. But we all know where that leads you." I finish, and wait a moment for him to talk before realizing he isn't

I take a breath before making my way to the window. I open it and climb out, climbing down the tree then making my way to God knows where.