(Jack Gilinsky POV)
Confusion.
"Jack! Baby please!"
Fear.
"I'm sorry! Please stop running!"
Regret.
"Babe-please" I barely get out my voice cracking and tears stream down my face as I chase after him.
"Babe-baby please I fucked up. I'm sorry p-please!" I yell and fall on the ground in the middle of the street.
I layed there and watched him run. And run untill he was no longer in view.
Why?
I shoot up in my bed tears furiously run down my cheecks as I pant.
I feel like I can't breath and I feel like I have the worst heart break.
I can't see, and I'm really confused.
"Jack?" I hear a soft voice ask me.
"Wh-who-"
"It's me babe, you're alright." I hear Gaven say to me.
I almost forgot he came over last night.
He's been helping me through this.
I lay down and Gaven wraps his arms securely around my waist and I snuggle.my face into his neck.
"I-I just miss him so much," I sob out and his neck becomes wet because of me crying.
"Shhh, you'll be alright. Everything's gonna be fine."
He says soothingly and caresses my sides with the palm of his hand.
I just can't help this feeling of..... guilt.
If he is.... you know......
Dead, then I'd like to know. And if he's alive I'd want to know as well, because if he just left without saying anything because he's mad.... that's just fucked up.
Like if you went back to Omaha to live with a relatives then at least leave me a note or something.
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(Jack Johnson POV)
It's dark. Foggy, and cold. I feel like I'm in a ghost town. I've been on this dumb road for a day or two now.
I cant even tell anymore.
But it might be my fault because my scrawny legs are so slow.
It scares me.
I don't know how much longer I'll be able to go.
I haven't slept for two days and I'm afraid that if I go to sleep that I won't wake up.
Maybe just for a second?
No! I can't!
I see a gas station. It looks like pretty run down but you can't just give up on something before you've even started.
I walk in to it hearing a little ding. I walk over to this handsome man behind the counter.
"Exsxuse me sir? Do you have anything I could get to eat?"
I ask with a very dry and raspy voice.
"Hold on." He then goes into the back and grabs a bag and comes back.
"Here, there's some water a sandwhich and some whole grain chips." He says with a warm and comforting smile.
"Th-thank you." I say taking the bag and looking at him again.
"I'm glad to help."
I go around the counter and hug him. Taking him by surprise.
"Well someones a hugger huh? " he chuckles slightly and I smile letting go.
I just nod and take the bag and leave.
As soon as I open the door I regret it.
Unforgiving cold air hits my face and I cringe slightly.
I continue walking down this horrid road.
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One month later
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(Jack Gilinsky POV)
He hasn't come back yet. No ones seen him.
At this point I might as well not look anymore.
That's what I've told everyone. But theres the tiniest spek of.hope left for him to still be out there.
I doubt it.
The only person who's been there for me is Gaven.
He's been really helpful throughout all of this.
I'm thinking about asking him to be my.boyfriend.
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Ayyyye, sorry this is short and might suck.
But me and @jackJohnsonisMINE
Are working on a lil something.
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