Moving Out and Moving Forward || Joeck

CHAPTER 5: THE MONSTER IN ME

As me , Joe and Jack made our way out of the club,  I couldn't help but feel something or someone lurking around us. With Jack not put into danger no more , this time it could be me or Joe next.....

And i wasn't ready for that moment what so ever.

it was only a few weeks later and I still had that exact same feeling from the night club. In the meanwhile , it was  almost that time of year again christmas. And of course , Jack had a girl -friend over to do a video. And there's me , after what happened last night my jealousy kicked in big time. The way he would look at her driven me mad " love, would you help us film our video please?" I heard him ask.The term "us" did not help what so ever. " sure thing Jack" I answered back trying not to let my angry get the best of me.

I didn't see the point of the video that they were filming , but with me behind the camera watching their every move just got boring now. I would raise my hand to get Jack's attention , even though he would only glance at me/ the camera  running his fingers through his blonde hair to hid his shyness, which frankly I found adorable.

The vibration of my phone went of telling me that I had a text, quickly checking it , it was a text from Joe. Looking up from my phone I saw that both Andrea and Jack had smoothly ended the video, kissing to the camera , I was thankful it was a short filming session. "Bye" I sweetly said to Andrea as she headed for the door, although Jack wasn't appreciating my attitude towards the video and towards Andrea herself, he seemed to have that wicked idea of something  " Happy now? " Jack asked me taking off his christmas jumper. " sorry for being so needy" I shot back. My eyes glued to view in front of me , and I kind of wished that this whole " your the daddy " would stop or even never started in the first place. On the other hand, there's poor Joe, he loves kids but letting him down gently by saying that MR Maynard was in fact the " real" dad hurts. I played my part in this sick game for far too long now, it was only matter of time to let go and tell the truth but the monster in me keeps telling me that this twisted game is only gonna get better.

How mad was that?

"Jack....?"

"Yes, love?"

"I love you "

Three little words that i never knew that would come out of my mouth again seemed right this time. He looked at me with pure fondness , coming closer he closed the gap  between us by hugging me tightly and whispering in my ear :

" I love you too"

But what he doesn't know that this twisted game was in fact wasn't what i wanted, i mean i could of told him right there and there but no, that stupid like voice in my head " the monster" won't let me.