Lullabies (Jalex)

Lullabies| Chapter 6

Jack's pov:

My dad was a silly guy. So he would know my issues right? Did people take him seriously?

I was a mess, once I left my house I started to cry a waterfall. I missed my dad but I was mad at him. He got drunk one day and went for a drive and never came back.

Not sure why he even drunk so much.

Maybe because no one took him seriously either. My head is throbbing, my nose is stuffed and my eyes are puffy and red.

Finally I get to where I see where he is. His grave was placed near a few oak trees. It was a nice I thought.

"Make it a sweet, sweet goodbye - it could be for the last time and it's not right."

That sounds close. And oddly sorrowfully beautiful. I look around without trying to make to much noise, finally I'm able to see some form of a person.

'Don't let yourself get in over your head,' he said.
Alone and far from home we'll find you"

Alex?

"Dead like a candle you burned out;
Spill the wax over the spaces left in place of angry words.
Scream to be heard, like you needed any more attention;
Throw the bottle, break the door, and disappear.

Sing me to sleep, I'll see you in my dreams, waiting to say, 'I miss you. I'm so sorry.'"

There was a little pause before he started up again but his voice was soft and quiet, same as his guitar. He was leaded against the tree, his head titled back with his eyes closed.

"Forever's never seemed so long as when you're not around it's like a piece of me is missing.
I could have learned so much from you but what's left now?
Don't you realize you brought this family a world of pain?
Can't you see there could have been a happy ending we let go?

Sing me to sleep, I'll see you in my dreams, waiting to say, "I miss you. I'm so sorry."

Sing me to sleep (You've taken so much with you)
I'll see you in my dreams, (But left the worst with me),
Waiting to say, 'I miss you. I'm so sorry."

Did he write that? If he did it was meaningful. My heart felt that song even with the sound of the guitar...

For some reason it made me cry more, of course I was a slient crier. But Alex wasn't.

I was torn between going over to him and hugging him or just leave him be and let us cry by ourselfs.

Oh fuck it. We'll be disasters together.

I wipe my eyes as much as I could and walked over. My knees felt kinda weak and my body was shaky.

"Hey Lex." My didn't realize how bad I must have been crying, my throat hurt to speak and it was clearly hoarse.

"Jack?" He looked up and met my eyes. His voice also broken.

"Um yeah. Can I sit." I asked with a small smile but some extra tears still came down.

"Um sure." He watched me as I took a seat.

We were right in front of my dad's grave. As much as I wanted to talk to my dad Alex was here. I'm not gonna ask him to leave, for sure not when he's crying.

"Um. You okay?" Alex avoided eye contact.

"Like you care." As soon as I said it I regretted it. But I did think it, he's been rude to me since day one! "Sorry I didn't mean to say that."