Different

Chapter 38

First, I have to apologize. Again. A mental break from everything was needed and I wasn't even on wattpad. A few days ago, some shit went down and I had to mentally prepare myself for it. (I saw this "luke" for the first time in 4 months, to sort everything out). Also it was my birthday and I didnt have time to update then.

Then, there's one more thing. What's the point of reading the entire book and leaving hate comments? If you don't like it, leave it. I just don't seem to get the point here. I don't care about it, really, it still gives me extra reads so knock yourself out :)

Also how the hell did this book get to 1k votes?!?! I never imagined getting 10, let alone 1k votes! Thank you guys so so so so so much for this. I love you so much <3! Enjoy this sad/kinky chapter lmao.

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Jack looks at me confused and then quickly crosses his arms on his chest. "What do you mean?" He smiles at me and I walk towards him, grabbing his arm and look at the cuts.

"What the fuck is this Jack!" I cry out and he hugs me. This should've been the other way around. How could he do this? How could he do this without telling me he's struggling? I'm the worst friend ever.

My poor Jack is cutting. And I don't think there's anything I can do to make him stop, by the looks of his hands. They are in a terrible state - more cuts than skin. They're deep too. I need to help him. I've been at this point before in my life. I know how he feels. I just don't know why.

I look at his teary eyes, "why?" I whisper and he kisses my head, "don't worry about it," he chuckles and that's when I lose it.

I grab his shoulders, "why is everyone hiding everything from me?! Just tell me what the fuck is wrong Jack! I care about you, I really do, so please just tell me what's wrong so I can help you fix it. Whatever it is it's not worth it. So stop telling me not to worry about it because it won't make me not worry about y-" I start screaming and he shuts me up by kissing me.

I move away from shock, but quickly I kiss him back, jumping on him. So many different emotions fly through me that it's hard to determine which ones are they. The butterflies are going crazy in my stomach as he kisses me passionately and aggressively. One thing I know for sure - I want him all over me.

He pushes me gently against the wall and starts sucking on my neck. I moan lowly into his ear, making him groan. Running my fingers through his hair, I lean my head back from the amazing feeling spreading everywhere in me.

This is so so wrong. I'm cheating on Luke for fuck's sake! But it feels so right being here with Jack. All over him. Touching him. It feels so good.

Then I realise that he's wearing a towel. Only. A. Towel. Holy shit what if it falls off? I wonder how big his di-

What the hell am I thinking about?

His dick apparently.

Oh shut up.

My mind then goes blank when he grabs my butt, lifting me up. I wrap my legs around his waist while kissing him gently.

He lays me down on his bed, hovering over me. I feel his lips traveling from my neck, down to my breasts. He starts taking my pants off and that's when it hits me.

"Stop!" I yell, pushing him off. I just cheated on Luke. I'm a cheater. Oh no no no no. Jack looks at me, confused, "I-I'm sorry, I thought this is what you wanted," he whispers. Then, he puts on his pants.

I curl into a ball and start crying. Jack rushes towards me and sits next to me. "It's okay Emmy. You didn't do anything wrong," he hugs me and I lean into him.