It's All In Your Head (Jalex)

13- In Case Of Emergency...

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The next morning, Jack was sitting next to me with an acoustic on his lap. I thought hospitals were supposed to be quiet. "Good morning, " I said. 

Jack put the guitar next to him and leaned forward, climbing onto the bed and kissing me like he used to. How could I miss him this much after a few days? He ran his fingers around to my back and held me close as he made the kiss less deep. I think that's what almost made me cry. He was kissing me not because he liked it, but because he needed to make sure that I was still there and I wouldn't slip away. He broke the kiss, but did not let go of me. "I have one of your songs. I read through them all. I love them all so much. I love you so much. " He looked around. "You move so much in your sleep that they had to give you sleeping pills to keep you from dreaming." 

"How do you know that? " 

"I asked if you had a nightmare. " 

I made an 'o' with my mouth. I guess me screaming in my sleep probably counts as a public disturbance. Especially in a place that's supposed to be quiet. "I think that was the best night sleep I've had in a long time. " 

"I wish I could protect you from your nightmares, " Jack whispered. "Try to remember that it's all in your head. " 

I smiled at him. "You're so sweet, you know that? " 

"You shouldn't be saying that, not after the hell that I've put you through. I drove you to the end." 

"You made up for it." I looked at him. "I'll be here till the bitter end. And not the one that I force to come faster either. " 

"Please, please. Don't ever do that again. " Jack still had yet to let go of me. 

"I'm not going anywhere. " I tried to wiggle out of his grip. "You had a song? "

"Oh, right. Sorry about that." He let go and went back to guitar, which he strummed. "One song. " 

He breathed. "Just a couple kids on a summer street chasing around to a flicker beat. Making mistakes that were made for us. We brushed them off like paper cuts. " 

Does he know why I wrote this song? 

"You said you're sick and tired of it, it. But I need you morning, night, and day. I miss you every single way. We said forever, but forever wouldn't wait for us. "

It sounded different when he sang it. But in a good way. 

"You were my last young renegade heartache. It only took one night. Caught in the eye of a hurricane, darling. We had to say goodbye. " 

No we don't. Not yet anyway. 

"Underneath the lights of a motorway. That's where I go to keep your ghost away. " 

It had a different meaning now. Poor Jack... 

"We used to be such a burning flame. Now we're just smoke in the summer rain" 

No, that's not true. 

"You said you're sick and tired of it, it. But I need you morning, night, and day. I miss you every single way. We said forever, but forever wouldn't wait for us. " 

It will wait. Definitely. 

"You were my last young renegade heartache. It only took one night. Caught in the eye of a hurricane, darling. We had to say goodbye. I want to know that you're somewhere out there. Somewhere down this road. You were my last young renegade heartache. How could I let you, how could I let you go?" 

But you didn't. You took me back.

"You were the best thing that ever happened to me. And I'll keep on fighting just to make you believe. " 

The feeling's mutual. 

"You were my last young renegade heartache. It only took one night. Caught in the eye of a hurricane, darling. We had to say goodbye. I want to know that you're somewhere out there. Somewhere down this road. " 

I'm right here. 

"You were my last young renegade heartache. How could I let you, how could I let you? Don't want to let you, I'll never let you go. " 

I wrote this for him? It didn't feel like it, at least not right now. I strained to sit up, because it hurt so much. Jack caught on to my struggle and came over to bed. I hugged him tightly. "You are my last, and only, renegade heartache, you know that? " 

"It was my favorite that you wrote. " He pulled away slightly and looked at me. "Who was Lullabies for? " 

"Oh-" Don't- "It's uh.. " You-"for my-" Break. "broth-" Too late. 

"What happened to him? " Jack pushed. 

"I don't want to talk about it, "  I said quickly, looking away. I rubbed my eyes quickly, before Jack could see. 

Jack looked at me with understanding. "I get it, I won't push."

We sat together in silence for some time after that. There were no words to say about it, it's as simple as that. 

After another day of sitting around in the hospital with Jack by my side, I was released. Of course, everything was different now. I had scars forever in my back, and Jack and I had stitched our relationship back together. I had to see a therapist because my wound was considered a suicide attempt. 

Those meetings absolutely sucked. 

Jack had grown to be very protective, constantly reminding me of his love for me. It was sickeningly sweet, but better than him telling me that he didn't feel anything. 

Sometimes I did wonder though, what would have happened if I did end up dying after all? Would Jack have forgiven himself? Would he have blamed himself? 

We'll never know. 

But I was grateful for the not knowing. Jack was right, there are a lot of things worth living for. There was so much left to do in my life. Why did I ever think that ending it was a good idea? 

But there is one lesson that I think I can really take away from everything that's happened in the last few months. Have faith in the ones that you love, and never let them go. Don't take anything for granted. Okay, two things. 

But it is time that my story comes to a conclusion, because it's the first day of summer. And I'm too busy with Jack to tell everyone about what's happening. 

So, the end? 

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Fin!! 

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Always and forever, 

Madeline