My Brother's Best Friend: a Jack Avery imagine

Part 21. I Can't Anymore.

Previously in MBBF

*6 months later*

It's been six months, beautiful. Wake up. Please.
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Rose's POV
December 1st, 2017

I wake up to see Jonah sitting by my bed, red eyed and tired looking. No, more like sleep deprived looking. "How long have you been there?"

"Since two weeks ago.

"Why?" I ask him laughing, grabbing his hand and pulling him to me. "I'm glad you're okay, Jo."

"I was scared, I didn't know if you had woken up yet."

"Aww," I say, blushing at him. NO, I remind myself quickly, you're engaged.

As if on cue, Jack walks in with puffy eyes and tear stains on his face, but when he sees me sitting up awake, his deep brown eyes light up and the smile I've missed for so long comes flooding back. He runs to the bed, jumping on top of me and pulling me into his arms. I start crying, which makes him cry, and then we're just a teary, wet-faced mess. "Were you crying before this Jack?"

"Yeah.."

"Why?"

"It had been six months, and they were going to.."

"To what?"

"They were going to pull your plug. Give up on you. I begged them for one more day, and after literally 2 hours, they agreed."

"You.. you waited for me?"

"I'd wait a thousand years for you."

"You can't wait a thousand years, you don't even live that long."

"Stop ruining the moment with your science.."

I laughed at him and wrapped my arms tighter around his neck, his grip tightening around my waist. We kind of fell backwards onto the bed, which we didn't mind. Once I opened my eyes, I saw Jonah had walked out of my room. He was standing by the door, just on his phone. "Jealous, Marais?"

"Fuck off, noodle head."

"Woah, language."

"I said, fuck off noodle head."

"Oh, so he is jealous.." Jack trailed off, which must've pissed Jonah off. He came over to my bed and grabbed Jack off of me by the hood of his sweatshirt, kind of shoving him to the wall opposite my bed; the one that had all my wires attached. Jack slammed into the wall, luckily he didn't knock anything out of its place, but I couldn't get a long look because soon my eyes were blocked by Jonah's face as I realized his lips were pressed against mine. "Who's jealous now, fucker?" Jonah asked Jack, practically yelling.

"Did you literally just kiss my fiance?"

"No, I definitely did not."

"Fucking bitch.." Jack trailed off as he walked out of the room. I got up out of my bed, forgetting the wires attached to my arms. One of the wires came unattached, causing an instant bad feeling through my entire body. My knees got weak as I fell to the floor, Jonah walking past me looking down at my useless, immobile body with an evil smirk. "Help," I said quietly, nobody could've possibly heard me. Or so I thought. I saw a blonde haired boy walk in and run to me as he saw my body on the ground. He picked me up and placed me on the bed, asking me, "Rose, are you okay? What happened? Why is Jack so pissed?"

I couldn't speak, so I pointed to the jumble of IVs and wires hanging from a machine beside my bed. He rushed through them, finding a needle with paper tape on it. He looked for the spot where the needle had been moments before, finding it and sliding the needle back in my skin carefully. I winced in pain, as he flicked the small vile in the middle of the wire holding a few ounces of the fluid. Once he saw it flowing through the wire, he walked around the bed, scooting me over and laying next to me, wrapping his arms around me. "Its gonna be okay, beautiful," only realizing what he had called me after he said it. I smiled weakly up at him and snuggled my face into his chest, falling asleep to the sound of his heartbeat.
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I woke up the next morning to Corbyn still laying next to me, sleeping peacefully. I reached over his chest carefully, grabbing his phone and texting Jack, asking him where he was.

Corbyn
Hey its Rose where are you bby

Jack
dont call me that

Corbyn
Excuse me?

Jack
I'm not ur bby, hoe.

Corbyn
Jack what the fuck are you talking about

Jack
I cant do it anymore. It's over. Oh, and I want the ring back.

I was in tears at this point. My fiance, who I've loved for over a year now, is breaking off our engagement? Who am I, Ariana Grande?

Corbyn
Fucking bitch. Hope you're happy.

Jack
Oh believe me sweetie, I am.

I turn the phone off and let my tears fall, shaking against Corbyn's body. He wakes up to see me crying and sits up, holding me tighter. "What happened?"

"Ja-Jack broke off o-our engageme-ment."

"Do I need to go beat his ass?"

I laughed, shaking my head no.

"Yes, point one, Corb0ne. I got her to laugh."

I laughed at him more, knowing he was trying to make me happy.

"Hey, I want to tell you something."

"Serious? Or are you being Corbone?"

"Serious. I think that you're beautiful, and smart, and funny, and, just.." he stuttered, slipping on his words.

"I love you too, Corbyn."

His green eyes light up as he smiles his beautiful smile I could recognize from miles away. He pulls me into his chest and we just sit there, holding each other. "I, I just, I really don't know what to say."

"Then don't say anything, Bean."

"I love you," he whispered, his head resting on mine.

I smiled and leaned out of the hug, looking at my best friend. "I just realized how much more beautiful you are."

"I'm ugly, shut up."

"Call yourself ugly one more time, I dare you."

"Too lazy," I respond with a sassy smile. He just smiles back at me, a look in his eyes I never saw in Jack. Is this what I've been missing my whole life?
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Excuse me ummmmmmm...
I love you
~Jessica