Regents make me want to kill small animals. Avoid them if you can. Heres the latest update. I lovee you all.
She checked the time on her cell phone for the fourth time, sighing when she realized he was he still hadn't shown up yet. She was sitting at a table in the Library, off to the side, far away enough that they wouldn't be disturbed but close enough that if something bad went down people would be able to notice. The sun was shinning through the wide, slightly open windows of the Library, the breeze rustling the pages of open books. She looked back down to the book she had out and the notebook next to it.
She was waiting for Tommi, they were suppose to work on their psychology project. Alessa swore their teacher, Ms. Kovax, was on some form of drugs. She was a tall women, but oddly thin, with glasses perched on the end of her nose and her wavy brown hair always falling every which way out of her messy bun. She had a knack for making the worst pairs and giving the most ridiculous assignments.
Alessa sighed as she looked down at her watch yet again. 'Stellar.' Tommi was officially twenty minutes late. She was just about to get up and go home when Tommi burst through the doors. Panting and out of breath, he looked around until he spotted her and slowly made his way over towards her. She sank back down in her chair, even lower than before, crossing her arms over chest.
"I'm soo sorry Alessa. I got held up at practice and," he took a breath, looking at her quirked eyebrow. "...you don't care."
He sat down on the chair across from her and set his stuff down next to him on the other remaining chair. "Well at least I'm here right?" He offered her a crooked smile but she declined it.
"Tommi I'm not rewarding you for being late to work on a project that is equally ours. If you didnt show I would've went and complained to Mrs. Kovax and demanded that she change our partners because you refused to do any of the work."
He looked alightly appauled, but covered it quickly. "Now why would you do something like that." His voice was charming as he placed his hand over hers. She retched her hand from under his.
"Now lets get somethings straight Tommi. I, don't like you. Your a pompous imbecile who trots around school like he owns the place. You use girls like you drink water bottles, you pick on anyone you want including my boyfriend and to top it all off the last time you beat Jack up you basically told me that I would wind up a crack whore."
He sighed, knowing that would come back to bite him in the ass. "Alessa you know I didn't mean it like that, I just meant that with his history you had a high chance of ending up like that with him. And you know I'm not really like that anymore, with the exception of Napier I haven't bullied anyone in a long time. I'm changing Alessa and you know it."
"I dont care Tommi, you still said it. I suppose that I tolerated you for all these years cause you didn't seem like that much of a nuisance, but now... Look if this project didn't count for like twenty percent of our grade then we wouldn't be sitting here, understand?"
Tommi's eyes made contact with the black surface of the table infront of him. "Crystal."
Alessa looked at him, his broad shoulders haunched, his large hands tangled together on the table in front of him. His brown eyes held a sorrow that she didn't quite understand and his dark blonde hair fell into his eyes.
"Listen Alessa, I'm not sorry for what I did to Naiper but I am sorry for hurting you. I think that if we really want to accomplish this project then we need to be at least on mutual talking basis, don't you agree?"
She looked into his eyes, he finally lifted them from the table, he just seemed so...mature, so not-Tommi-esque. She let out a breath, she knew she would regret this later. But he was right, maybe he really was different and she just hadn't cared to notice.
"Yes, I do. And your right, but this doesnt make us best friends." He nodded his head. "So, lets get to work then."
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The smell of overbearing perfumes overwhelmed her senses, causing her to sneeze and give her a headache. God how she hated malls, especially Gotham's Grand Mall. It was always so packed with the millions of different people who sifted in Gotham's city, it was even worse considering that it was a Saturday morning. She still had time, his birthday wasn't that soon. But she felt like if she didn't find it now, she wouldn't find it at all. She looked over to the blond girl next to her, flittering through the overpriced frocks on the rack.
"Where not suppose to be looking for you, you know."
The blond rolled her dark eyes. "No Alessa, your not suppose to be looking for you. I on the other hand, have no one to buy for but myself."
"Vivianne!"
The blond sighed and returned to her spot beside the dark haired girl. "Fine, lets go to a different store. What were you thinking about getting him?"
Alessa sighed as they walked out of the department store and stepped onto the escalator. She ran a hand through her long brown hair, "I hadn't really thought about it, I mean I know I want it to be something special, its his eighteenth after all..."
Vivianne stepped infront of a store window and stared at her flawless complextion. She took a few bobby-pins and pinned back the side of her blonde bob. "So you want it to be meaningful."
Alessa chewed on her bottom lip. "Exactly."
Vivianne turned back towards Alessa with a smile on her face. "Come on, I have an idea."
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Two beautiful girls sat in the middle of a giant bedroom on the floor, laughing until tears poured out of their wide eyes. The room itself was elegant, like the two porcelain dolls that called themselves teenagers. The walls were an off-white pearl color with golden trimming and high windows with deep burgundy curtains. There was a aqua armour chest against one of the walls, next to the walkin closet. The king sized bed was pushed against the joining wall, the comforter was white with big fluffy pillows, a small table next to the bed. The bathroom was located on the same wall as the bed and across from that was the door to the hallway. All in all it was a stunning room, with its golden carpet and its two occupants.
Alessa sat on the floor with Vivianne, she was laughing so hard she was having trouble breathing. "S-stop...I-I cant."
Vivianne was taking deep breaths, she was laying on her back, her long legs resting on Alessa's lap. "Okay, okay. I think I'm good."
Alessa jumped up, running into the bathroom, not even shutting the door. Vivianne sat up slightly, turning to look at her. "What the hell are you doing?"
Alessa pulled down her short-shorts and sat down on the toilet. "I was going to piss my pants." Vivianne looked at her strangely for a moment before letting out a howl of laughter.
"God. I think I just lost like 15 pounds from laughing so hard." Standing up she walked over to the bathroom and leaned against the door frame as Alessa was washing her hands.
"If you lost 15 pounds I think you would die."
Vivianne rolled her dark eyes and walked over to the sink, looking into the mirror she took the pins out of her golden hair and shook it wildly. She glanced at Alessa through the mirror.
"What now. You have that look in your eyes that tells me were about to do something I'm going to regret."
Vivianne smiled. "You know me so well." She took Alessa's hand and dragged her toward the closet. Alessa gave a laugh, her room could basically fit in Vivianne's closet, and all of those clothes...
Alessa looked at the girl in front of her rummaging through the racks of expensive clothes. She was a year her junior but one would never be able to guess. Vivianne was as tall as Alessa, thinner with a model-esque body, golden hair cut into a straight bob, and long legs were slightly tan as they came out of her pink short-shorts. She usually came off as a bitch to people because they were ignorant and assumed she was all money and fancy designer purses. Sure her parents possessed a high quantity of money and her brother was Thomas Anthony Smash, the most obnoxious person since Hitler; she was sure, but Vivianne was disgustingly funny and uncommonly kind to the people she loved. People just couldn't look past stereotypes, if they had they would see who Vivianne Marguerite Smash really was. The crazy, bubbly, sarcastic blond who she couldn't get enough of.
"Here, put this on." She thrust clothes into her arms and turned back to the racks picking out her own outfit. Alessa just shook her head, who would've thought that her best friend was the sister of the boy she despised. Life sure worked out in strange, strange ways.
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Five outfits and four hundred pictures later the pair sat at Vivianne's computer desk, looking through there ridiculous photo shoot. Vivianne smirked, "Now its time for the real shoot."
Alessa glanced at her with a confused look. "What?"
Vivianne stood and walked over to her armour, opening it she pulled out one of the drawers and dumped it on her bed. Alessa walked over and her eyebrows raised at the articles, or lack there of, of clothing on her bed.
"Oh, no no no."
Vivianne smiled, "Oh, yes yes yes." She picked up an emerald lace bra and a matching thong in each hand, she wiggled them in front of Alessa. "Come on 'lessa, you said it yourself you wanted Jack's birthday present to be special. The gift is perfect, so lets make it stellar."
Alessa still looked slightly uneasy. "I dunno Viv..."
"Really 'lessa, what've you got to lose?"
Alessa thought it over before taking the lingerie from Vivianne's hands and walking into the bathroom to change. Vivianne called out to her and handed her a pair of black high heels to go with it. She stepped into the bathroom, shutting the door behind her. She shook her head as she pulled the wife beater over her head and put on the lace bra. It was completely green lace, see through she realized as she put it on. She quirked her brow as she looked at her chest in the mirror, 'not bad'. She pulled down her shorts and boy-cut underwear and kicked them away as she pulled on the tiny piece of green lace over her hipbones and stepped into the black heels.
God, what was she doing.
'This is all for you Jack, so you better fucking appreciate it.'
She opened the bathroom door and a flash went off in her face before she could even blink. "Wow, green is really your color." She picked up the Polaroid that fell to the floor and shook it until the picture appeared. She smiled that mischievous smile of hers before handing the picture to Alessa. "You my dear, are a natural."
In the picture Alessa's right hand held on to the door frame, her other hand was down at her side, lifted slightly. Her face was in slight shock, her lips formed a 'oh' shape, her pale eyes wide. Her dark hair was wild with twists and waves, her long bangs were straight and framed her face. It was, perfect.
"You're making this disgustingly easy I hope you know." Alessa blushed and smiled lightly. "Now get on the bed."
Twenty minutes later they had ended up in the spare bedroom with the stunning marble bathroom. Alessa had posed on practically everything in Vivianne's room and again in the spare room. She was currently on the bed, it was more masculine than Vivianne's, the bed frame was a dark wood and the sheets were a deep blue. She was on her knees, pulling the sheets up between her legs and over her frame.
"Okay I want to get some arial shots, so lay down and ill stand above you."
Alessa nodded her head. "Sure...hey, how about we try something a little differently."
Vivianne smirked. "Sure, I'm down for anything."
Alessa stood up and removed the green lace from her chest and tossed it on the ground, she glanced down to the other piece and looked at Vivianne. "Keep them, just tug them down a little...like this." She walked over and pulled down the material slightly on Alessa's hips.
She layed on the bed, her hair spread out behind her. Vivianne moved the bedside desk next to the side of the bed Alessa was laying on. She stood atop of it and started shooting the pictures of her dark haired friend. They would fall and Vivianne would pick them up, shake them, then put them down on the table next to her. Alessa had done a variety of different poses, some with help from Vivianne.
"You wanna take one with me?" Alessa said after a while.
Vivianne looked down at her quirking an eyebrow. "Oh?" Alessa let out a laugh and nodded her head. Vivianne giggled excitedly and ran into her room down the hall. Alessa stood up chuckling and walked into the bathroom stopping at her mirror to look at her reflection. She didn't have time to daunt on it though, because as soon as she put a hand to her wild tresses an over-zealous blond bounced into the room.
"Alessa come on, there are sexy pictures to be taken!"
She smiled and walked back into the bedroom to find Vivianne in a red polka-dot thong and black pumps, and a Polaroid camera in one hand, that's it. She stepped beside Vivianne as she took the 'myspace' shot from above. Then she put the camera on the bookshelf in front of them and set the two minute timer.
"Come on, turn in towards me. Make sure you leg is in between mine annnnd smile." The flash went off and there the two of them were turned in towards one another, Alessa's leg in between Vivianne's, Vivianne's hand on her hip and Alessa's hand in her hair.
"Theses pictures are going to put Jack in a permenant state of arousal I hope you know." Vivianne muttered as she picked up the polaroid and shook it.
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He wandered into her room a little after nine, she was in the shower so it would be a while before he was caught snooping through her stuff. He wasn't really snooping through her stuff persay, he was just looking for anything involving Alessa. Vivianne was Alessa's best friend, so she was bound to tell her everything right? Isn't that how it worked?
He just needed something, anything that could help him get closer to her. He wasn't quite sure why he was bothering so much about one girl, but then he remember the epiphany he had the other day and it all made complete sense to him. He was in love with her, or at least he thought her was. He had never really been in love before, so he wasn't really sure how those feelings worked. All he knew was that he wanted, needed, this girl. She was everywhere, in his dreams, in his head. He had to get her out. She was affecting his life, his sport skills, even his reputation. So he searched through his sisters things, looking for something, anything that he could use to his advantage.
It came in the form of an envolope. It was white, normal, but the seal wasnt licked shut and on the front was on word. 'Alessa' in neat scrawl.
He opened the flap and took out the contents. One by one his eyes widened, and he felt a warm sensation trickle down his neck and the front of his waist. This...was beyond perfect. This was exactly what he needed. This, was what was going to make Jack Napier reach his breaking point. This, was what was going to make Alessa Elizabeth Way finally his.
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Alessa walked into the store bright and early Monday morning, she wanted to get there before Jack realized she wasn't going to school that day. She avoided him all last night after she got home from her weekend with Vivianne. She had too, if she hadn't she would've spilled about his gift, both parts. He just had ways of making her tell him the truth, she was powerless to resist him. She didn't want to blow this, it was important to her. She was next on line, she gave the grouchy old woman her ticket number and the woman named 'Edna' returned from the back with her box. Alessa smiled as she signed the release form and left the shop with the perfect gift for her Jack. Now all she had to do was call Vivianne after school to come and pick up the photos and she would be all set for his birthday.
The day passed slowly for Alessa, she hadn't realized just how much she was never alone. Jack was usually always with her, and if for some reason he wasn't then Vivianne was. Sitting alone in her room with Jack gift wrapped on her bed made her realise this fact. It was quiet in the empty house, eerie almost. She sighed and waited until two o'clock, then bounded down the stairs and into her car as she drove to Vivianne's house before Jack could walk home.
Of coursse Vivianne wouldnt be home, when Alessa just happend to drop by. Instead of the blonde haired girl she was hoping to find, it was the blonde haired boy.
Alessa sighed as she got out of her car. "Hey Tommi, Vivianne around?"
Tommi was leaning against the side of his expensive sports car, "Nahh she had to stay after for some cheer thing. Why, can I help you with something?"
Alessa took a deep breath. "No, but thanks Tommi. Could you just tell her I stopped by?" Tommi nodded and walked over to her car as she was about to get in.
"Are you hungry?"
Alessa looked at him like he was crazy. "Why." He smirked. "I was just wondering if you wanted to grab a bite was all. My treat." Alessa looked him up and down, was he really asking her out? Honestly?
"Tommi you know I have a boyfriend. And remember what I told you when we were working on the project, were not friends."
He sighed. "Yeah I know, I just figured I'd give it a try." He chuckled. "Ya know, what've I got to loose." He seemed almost child-like, light-hearted. He seemed like a different person, someone she would like to be around, hang out with. She wondered if he knew that, and that's the reason why he was acting like this. She shook her head, she was being silly. Of course he didn't know, she was just over reacting.
She gave him one last look before turning and sitting in her car. She was about to shut the door when he caught it. "Alessa," he looked into her eyes. "You know that if you ever...need anything, you could always come to me right."
She rolled her eyes. "Tommi..."
"No Alessa, I mean it. You may not believe me but I really do want to be your friend. I've liked you for a long time, but if your happy with that fre- ...Jack, than I'm happy for you. I would rather have your friendship than nothing. So, I just wanted to let you know...that...I've got your back."
He smiled at her. It was such a kind smile that she almost didn't believe it was the same Tommi. It was incredibly surreal. She just nodded and he closed her door and patted the roof of her car before walking off towards the house.
She took a deep breath before starting the ignition and backing out of the long driveway.
Tommi watched her go from his spot on the porch. He had meant what he had said to her, well...most of it anyway. But when she realized that freak would break her, he would be there to pick up the pieces and collect what was rightfully his.
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It was Wednesday before she had even seen Vivianne, she was busy with some spirit squad bullshit. Finally lunch rolled around and she left Jack sitting at their normal table and went in search for the blond. She had checked the Gym, the auditorium, even the Field. In desperation she walked by the Guidance office, and what did she find. Vivianne sat there with a nail file in her hands and a bored look on her beautiful face. Alessa walked through the door and into the waiting area.
"Viv, what are you doing in here?"
Vivianne looked mildly surprised to see Alessa standing in front of her. "Oh, I had to come and fill out my class elective sheet for next year. I've been waiting here for a good ten minutes. Why, whats up?"
Alessa sighed as she sat down next to her friend. "I've been trying to get in touch with you about picking up Jack's present. I feel kinda bad, I've been distant because I'm afraid he'll get it out of me and then his surprise will be ruined."
Vivianne paled slightly at the mention of the photos. "You mean...you didnt take the envelope when you left?"
Alessa's face dropped slightly. "No, why?"
Vivianne took a deep breath. "Shit...there, not at my house Alessa."
"WHAT!?"
Nearly everyone in the Guidance office was staring at them because of her outburst. Vivianne 'shh'-ed her, then smiled at everyone in the office before going back to the conversation when they looked away.
"They were in my desk, and when I went to get them this morning they weren't in there. All that was there were the pictures of you and I, so I just figured you only wanted to give Jack the ones of you, make it more special, ya know."
"Well who couldve taken them?"
They looked at each other, a knowing glint in there eyes.
"No...he wouldnt..."
Vivianne gave her a look. "Yes, he would." She took a deep breath. "Shit."
"We have to find him, now." Alessa nearly hollered.
"He left early today, something about wanting to rest up before his big game tonight."
Alessa stood up, dragging Vivianne up with her. "Well lets go then!"
The pair ran out of the waiting room and into the regular office where Alessa proceeded to sign them both out. As they reached Vivianne's car she took out her cell phone and texted Jack. Telling him something personal came up and she had to drive Vivianne home immediately, saying she'd explain later when she got home and that she loved him. She closed her phone and jumped in the car as they sped off towards the Smash residence.
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Jack sat on the back steps of his kitchen door, cigarette in hand. His hair was wild with waves from not brushing it, his clothes rumpled from sleeping in them. His gaze was connected with the sky, watching as the clouds passed. He was tired, plain and simple. He hadn't been able to fall asleep the night before, the nightmare was back, the same one he'd had since he was twelve. He supposed it had to do with the fact Alessa wasn't there. She had spent the weekend at Vivianne's house, and hadn't come to see him the Sunday night she got home. She hadn't been in school Monday either. She claimed she had to go into the city to "pick up something", then she was distant the rest of the week. She even left school early today with Vivianne, so of course he was worried. Vivianne was Tommi's younger sister, which meant Alessa was in the same house as the boy who wanted nothing more than to pound him and possess her. It was bad enough that she had to do that stupid after school project with him and now she was spending un-needed amounts of time at his house? But Vivianne was her best friend, he had to respect that. He trusted her, he did, that's why he let her go without so much as a "stay away from him." .
Or at least he thought he did.
That was before she left him in lunch alone, searching for the female Smash. Before she sent him a vague text message that left him slightly worried, and before he went to his locker after lunch and the white envelope fell out.
He tore his eyes away from the picture-esque sky and down to the rumpled envelope beside him. He closed his pale eyes and breathed in deep before opening them and letting his gaze return to the blue and white.
The envelope had flittered down from the open locker to the floor. Hundreds of kids, walking by, never noticed anything strange. But time seemed to stand still for Jack as he bent over and picked up the fallen note. The front read 'Alessa' neat scrawl, the flap wasnt sealed so he turned it over and looked inside. The bell rang for class, but he didn't hear it as he took out the folded piece of paper from the envelope.
'Alessa,
I'm so glad you said yes. You have no idea what this means to me, and don't worry, Jack will never find out. Promise. Here are the Polaroids from when you spent the night, I though you might want them to remember our together and how good it felt. I'm looking forward 'till next time.
Love,
Thomas
p.s. Using Viv as a cover is such a great idea. Your brilliant love.'
Jack had dropped the letter and took out the whatever else was in the envelope, and he wished he hadn't. By that point the hallways had cleared of students, so no one was there to see the silent rage in which his body possessed and the heavy anguish that was held in his eyes.
Now he sat on his back steps, his cigarette burning away. Not helping ease any of the tension he felt. So that's what she had been doing behind his back. All those sleepovers, the study sessions, the outings, they were all lies. Everything concerning her and Vivianne's relationship was a lie, a cover up for her and Tommi's affair. How could she do something like this to him,, he trusted her. He trusted her and she hurt him, just like everyone else.
He wasn't good enough for anyone he supposed. His father hated him, his mother left him in a time of need, Michael Way died, and now Alessa, the only person he'd ever loved betrayed him with his enemy. It seemed the only person he had left was Jayne. She was so good to him, she loved him, he knew she did. He just wondered if he would ever be able to fully accept her love, like she wanted him to.
He was brought out of his thoughts by the sound of his gate opening. He looked over to find practically the last person he wanted to see at this moment. He acknowledged her presence before continuing to stare back up at the sky.
"Hey Jack...whats wrong." She walked over to him and ran a hand through his messy curls. His pale eyes shut and he took in a deep breath, a shudder took over his body.
He opened his eyes, but still refused to look at her. "Don't touch me." His voice was slow, even, but held a edge to it that she'd heard before.
She stopped running her hand through his hair and put it back at her side. "Whats wrong with you?"
He just sat there and continued to ignore her, the rage building inside of him. "Jack." He didn't move. She tried again. "Jack!" His pale eyes lifted to hers, she knew what color they actually were, but at the moment they looked much darker.
"I don't have to answer you." He was being childish, but he didn't care.
She raised her arms in exasperation, "Well I think I have the right to know why your mad at me!" she crossed her arms over her chest.
He stared her down from his seat on the steps before finally giving a "ha", and turning to pick up the envelope and throw it at her feet. "That." He pointed to the envelope. "That is why we are no longer together."
Her breath caught in her throat as she looked down at her feet. She picked it up, hoping to God it wasn't what she thought it was. She opened the flap and pulled out its contents.
"And when I say 'together' Alessa, I don't just mean as a couple. I mean as friends too."
She flipped threw the first few pictures to make sure it was really the ones Vivianne took of her. She let out a sigh of relief, this was just a whole big misunderstanding.
"What are you smiling about." His voice sounded gruff, more menacing than it she had really ever heard it. It almost frightened her.
"Jack, this is just a whole big misunderstanding, these aren't what you think they are."
His eyes turned to slits. "Oh really. Then is this just part of the misunderstanding." He lifted up the note from Tommi. His cigarette long gone, it wasn't helping ease this situation in the slightest.
"What is it?"
He gave her a twisted smile and let out a little chuckle. "Oh, now now now. Don't play games with me Alessa. You and I both know what this is, now is not the time to play stupid."
Alessa gave him a look. "Jack, I honestly have no idea what that is." She held up the Polaroids in her hand. "These were just something stupid Vivianne and I did. Then I decided that I wanted them to be part of your birthday present, they were for you Jack. Tommi stole them out of Vivianne's room and that's how I'm assuming you got them."
Jack just stared up at her. He wanted to believe her, he did, but a part of him had this thought brewing for such a long time that now he had proof, he didn't want to let it go. Her chest was heaving from her voice slightly escalating, her eyes wide in her attempt to prove to him that she was truthful. He stood up and looked down at the note.
"Really, because that doesn't look like Vivianne's room and here it basicly reads that you and Tommi have been having an affair behind my back. Using Vivianne as an excuse, promising that I would never find out. And that he took those pictures, not Vivianne."
His voice was dangerous, and now she was getting fed up. "God Damn Jack. Are you really going to believe a note fucking Tommi, the boy who hates you, left in the envelope or my, your best friend, word for it."
They stared each other down for what felt like an eternity before Jack spoke. "Why are you lying to me." Although he was still angry, his voice came out sounding almost pleading at the end. He wanted to kick himself for being pathetic.
"But I'm not lying to you!"
"Yes you are! You've been distant all week, avoiding me almost. You leaving with out telling me, you don't wait for me when you get home. Your always out, out with either Vivianne or doing that fucking project with Tommi." He let out a laugh. "At least now I know what you were really doing." He motioned towards the Polaroids.
"Jack! Those were for you, call up Vivianne and ask her."
He scoffed. "Why so she can cover for you some more."
Alessa threw her hands up in defeat and anger, letting out a frustrated growl. "Jack, Vivianne and I went shopping for your birthday present. Then we went back to her house and took a bunch of stupid pictures before she suggested that I take pictures for you. She took a bunch of them and then she was even in the pictures with me! Now tell me, if Tommi really was the one taking the pictures, then why would a half-naked Vivianne be in them? Hmmm? That's what normal people would consider a form of incest, so it wouldn't happen!"
He crossed his arms over his chest. "So where are these pictures then. They aren't in there."
"There in Vivianne's top desk drawer. Tommi left them in there so this whole thing would look more believable. Besides, why would he want to see his sister in that state."
"This is just incredibly convenient. Of course they would be at Vivianne's."
"Uggghhhh! You know what Jack, your just jealous. Your jealous because I have other friends that aren't you, you jealous because Tommi likes me, you jealous because people actually like me. Your so afraid that I'm going to be the one to leave you, that I guess this is your only chance to be the man and dump me, cause you know you'll never ever again have this good of an excuse. Your so desperate to be normal Jack, and its sad. But I guess that's all you really are. Your sad, desperate, and pathetic."
She heared the slap before she felt it. It was a loud, clacking sound that burst the sound barrier of her bubble. Then she felt it, the stinging sensation that she had felt before. The force from the blow whipping her head to the side. On instinct her hand came up to tentatively touch her bruised cheek. She turned her head slowly back towards him, her eyes already glazed over with unshed tears. His jaw was clenched tighter than she had ever seen it, his face was set into a scowl, showing her that he wasn't going to regret what he did. But his eyes would tell a different story, they were the windows to his emotions. And right now his emotions were...angry? His aqua eyes held an anger that was there long before this day, but had only made it grow. She could see a sadness that possessed him, and a regret that lingered. She knew he meant it, and that made it hurt a whole lot more.
"I'm done with you." His fists were clenched as he turned around and walked up the steps to the kitchen door. "For good." He walked in and the door slammed behind them.
Alessa stood there for a good five minutes after Jack left her. She finally returned to her senses and picked up the fallen pictures and the note from the ground. She walked towards the door and lifted her hand tp turn the knob, but dropped it and walked back to her house alone.
On the other side of the door Jack slid down against it, his eyes staring at nothing and a single tear made it's way down his face before he stood up. He wouldn't regret what he just did, he made a choice and he was stick by it. He walked further into the kitchen and threw everything in sight. This is soo not how he wanted everything to turn out. Right when he thought things couldn't get any worse there was a knock at the front door. He stalked over to it and thrust it open, only to come face to face with the last person he ever thought he'd see.
"Mom?"
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