Cold Hearted (Jack Gilinsky)

Thirteen

"Hey," I said, walking into Jack's room the next day. Jack didn't say anything. He just looked at me. "What's your problem?"

"It's probably best if you just leave right now," he said and I could tell he was trying to keep himself calm.

"Seriously, what's wrong?" I asked, worried now.

"Brooklyn, just leave me alone."

"No."

"Fine I'll leave then," he said standing up and walking towards the door. I ran to the door and stood in between it and Jack so he couldn't leave.

"Please Jack, not talking about it won't make it go away."

"I know, but I can't stand to look at you right now," he told me and I felt a pit form in my stomach. I hadn't done anything wrong.

"Jack just fucking tell me what happened," I said, raising my voice a little.

"You want to know why I'm upset?" Jack asked, his voice raising slightly and I nodded, although I wasn't as certain I wanted to know anymore. "I saw pictures of my girlfriend all over the Internet with some random guy, getting too friendly, and with one of my best friends."

"Pictures? What pictures?" I asked confused. Jack pulled out his phone and showed me pictures of a girl, who was clearly me, and Josh, the guy I had met at the party last night. In the picture, my hands were gripping at his shoulders and his hands were on my waist, there was a smile on both of our faces and it could easily be taken a wrong way.

"Jack, I can explain," I told him.

"Save it. I really don't want to talk to you right now," he said, trying to get me to move so he could leave.

"I promise, nothing happened between that guy and I. You just have to listen to me," I pleaded. "I tripped and I grabbed onto him so I didn't fall on my face."

"And what about Cameron?" he asked, almost yelling now.

"That guy wouldn't leave me alone unless he saw my boyfriend, you weren't there, I knew Cameron, I had him pretend to be my boyfriend. Nothing happened between us either," I told him trying to stay calm. Jack was one of the only people I cared about and I didin't know what I would do if he actually believed what these people, who probably just wanted to break us up, and actually broke up with me.

"Why were you in his car?" Jack asked.

"Jesus Christ, didn't these people have anything better to do?" I asked and Jack scowled. "He just brought me home because I wanted to leave but Taryn and her boyfriend were no where to be found."

"Why didn't you call me?"

I hadn't even thought about calling Jack. I stood there with my mouth open, like I was going to say something but no words came out.

"Exactly."

"Okay, I'm not the smartest person ever! But I'm telling you the truth, that's all that happened last night," I yelled, letting some of my frustration out.

"Why should I believe you? Old habits die hard," Jack said.

"Fuck you! If you really want to leave, do it! But never talk to me again!" I said and moved out of the way. Jack looked at his feet and it made me feel a little better. "Now will you please just listen to me?!"

"Brooklyn, enough!" Jack yelled, causing me to jump and bringing tears to my eyes. I turned around and left before I burst into tears in front of Jack. I was partly crying because I was just so fucking frustrated that Jack wouldn't listen to me and partly because I couldn't stand when people yelled at me.

I had always hated when people yelled at me but after I dated Danny, who yelled at me a lot before.. other things, the person I wanted to hear yell at me the least was my boyfriend.

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I had held in my tears until I was in my room. I fell down on the bed face first and burst into tears. Almost as soon as I got into my room my phone kept beeping telling me I had text messages. I knew they were from Jack but I didn't want to read them yet.

I had cried for nearly 15 minutes before I had calmed down enough to actually read the messages.

I'm sorry I yelled at you. I didn't mean it.

I believe that nothing happened between you and that guy, just please talk to me.

I don't want to hurt you, I'm not Danny. Please come back over.

I waited until I had no more tears in my eyes before I stood back up and walked back to Jack's apartment. As soon as I walked in the door, Jack's arms were around me and I burst into tears again.

"I'm so sorry. I know I shouldn't have yelled since I knew Danny used to yell at you," he said.

"Do you really not trust me?" I asked.

"I trust you, baby, I just got jealous and... I'm sorry I took it all out on you."

"That was a really shitty thing to do," I said, still crying, but not as hard.

"I know," Jack said, kissing the top of my head. After standing there for a minute Jack put his hand on the back of my knees and picked me up. He carried me to his room and sat me down on his bed. I laid down and he laid down next to me, wrapping an arm around me and snuggling his body close to mine. "I'm sorry," he kept whispering in my ear over and over again.

"I'm sorry, too," I said eventually and rolled over to face him.

"For what?"

"Asking Cameron for a ride instead of you."

"It's really not a big deal, Brooklyn," Jack kissed me. "I could have lost you tonight because I was being a fucking idiot."

I moved closer to Jack so that the only space between us was what we couldn't fill. He stroked my hair and I felt my eyelids get heavy.

"I love you, Jack," I said before I fell asleep. Jack was the only person other than Danny, and my family, that I had ever said I love you to. Even as I said the words, I didn't feel any anxiety or regret, I truely loved him.

"I love you, too, Brooklyn," I heard him say.

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Hey guys! Thanks for reading! I don't know how I feel about this part so... I kind of like it but I also think it's stupid.

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-Rianamays