A/N: Hi to all you rejects of society (it was a joke, live with it). This chapter's a lot more emotional than the other ones, focussing a lot on sadness and anger. Sorry I didn't update twice today, but now I feel really amped to write. The reason I didn't update earlier was that I found out that even after going nocturnal (stay up till 7am, wake up at 2 or 3 pm) I still have a social life. I went over to my friend's house for most of my day-time awake hours. Damn it, I have swimming tomorrow… anyway, enjoy!
Jack was thoroughly pissed off. He just didn't get Karen. One minute she was all smiles, the next she was a cold-hearted yet playful bitch. The thing that confused him most was the fact that he was more attracted to the playful bitch.
It was 6 pm, and Zack had just left. Jack remembered earlier that day. He wondered how exactly the fuck Karen had that much energy. It just didn't make sense. Then again, neither did she. Why did she tease him? Why did she lead him on so much, but then humiliate in front of the people he cared about? Jack heard a noise coming from the path leading to his farm. It was someone crying.
Karen entered his farm… what the… was she… crying? Jack had assumed that people like Karen never cried. He didn't understand it. Even so, he went over to see what was up. "Hey, Karen, are you ok?" he asked, now seriously concerned. The tears fell down to the ground. "I hate you", she said, avoiding his eyes.
"Then why did you come to see me?" this question made Karen look up. "Because although you may be a self-centred dick-head, I can trust you."
This surprised Jack. He was expecting her to get annoyed and run away at the speed of light or something. Then again, she was extremely unpredictable. "Jack, I do need to talk to you". She sounded extremely sad.
"Jack, I hate my life. My parents, they fight all the time. Guys are always hitting on me, not really caring about anything but my body. I'm the one with no best friend out of the girls, Mary has Elli, Ann has Popuri. I have no one, no one but myself. This has never bothered me before. But since my parents have started fighting more, I've had no one to talk to. Because no one loves me."
She finished this with a scary note. It sounded like she meant what she said. "But Karen… I love you…" I couldn't believe what I had just said. This was impossible. I didn't even know who she really was, hw could I love her? It made no sense. "Don't you DARE say that! You don't know anything about me!"
But it was true, and Jack knew it… and he also knew that he had met her before. He had just realised it. He was such an idiot, how could he have forgotten those beautiful green eyes? " I know that you're a virgin."
"…what? As a matter of fact, I'm not! I haven't been for ages! I got drunk when I was 13, and I was with this guy who said he loved me, some relative of the guy from this fa…" and then she realised. He had come back. He had come back. And he was Jack. How could she have been so stupid? Of COURSE it was Jack! The hat, the hair… his wonderful brown eyes…
"You got drunk, and I carried you home. You had my clothes on, because yours got wet you jumped into the goddess pond (the goddess was not exactly happy about this) so I took off mine, and gave them for you. It was a sacrifice for the girl I lo…" but he was cut off with her fist slamming into his face.
"You BASTARD! WHY THE FUCK DID YOU NOT TELL ME IT WAS YOU! YOU'RE UNBELIEVABLE! I CAN'T BELIEVE I WAS STARTING TO LIKE YOU… again… WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU! Don't answer... just LEAVE ME ALONE!" and with that, she stormed off Jack's farm.
Jack followed Karen all the way back to her house. "Karen, just let me explain… I only just figured out…" but Karen just kept going faster and faster, until she finally reached the super market. "Please Karen, let me explain!"
"NOT in the mood Jack! Let me tell you one thing Jack, now RICK has more chance of getting within ten feet of me without a black eye than you do!"
(Rick was bouncing in happiness from behind his favourite stalking spot, the tree above the chair next to the supermarket.)
Shouts could be heard from behind Karen's door as Jack slowly walked back to his farm at 8 pm, voice hoarse, heart broken.
A/N: Sorry about this chapter being so… humourless. Oh well, next chapter will be more jokes, less yelling (I was gonna make a rhyme, but what fits into the right category and rhymes with joke?)
Now, the…
DANK BLUES:
PacificTwist: Yeah, sorry I took so long to update this time…
Farmergrl0319: Here's more, bet it wasn't what you expected… sorry if it's too serious, but I needed to add some plot to this story… Yeah, we're lucky, but it's been so cold! There's been a cyclone a thousand or so kilometres up north to Perth (where I live, the most isolated city in the world) which has brought the temperature down from the thirties (that's 85-115 or something in Fahrenheit, not very hot for us, but still, it was warmish, kinda) down to the apparently (I don't feel the cold) freezing 20s (that's like 75 to 85, I have no idea, check a thermometer with both Celsius and Fahrenheit if for some reason you care). It sucks!... Oh well, it's practically over now… quite frankly, I feel just a teeny tiny bit more sorry for the people up north (I'm being a tiny bit sarcastic there, aren't I?) Sorry about the length of this thank-you, but I like rambling… about the weather?
Tikzch: Hey, that was cool, almost like poetry… yes, I am perfect, aren't I? I can even break a mirror just by looking at it! Wow!...