title credit: Hollywood Undead
Two years later
I've got an empty heart and too much full of a head.
But at least I'm not bitter. I was, but it doesn't matter. I have nothing against Maddie and them, they need some time to figure out everything. I got a job in Baltimore, anyways.
I'm working with Hopeless; I started as a backup, just assisting producers. It was a good way to get me into recording. I've been sent out to this branch now, to record with a small pop-punk band they just signed.
I spent lots of my time in bars. Now is the time for me to scout out new ones.
"Jess? Jess Porwoll?" I looked up at my name.
"Why- if it isn't the one and only Jack Barakat." I smiled.
"Holy shit. It's you." he sat down next to me. "You're in Baltimore?"
I nodded. "Yep. Permanently actually."
"Really? Shit, well, I have to take you out." he smiled.
"Meet me on thames street." I smiled, taking a sip of my drink.
He chuckled. "Really, I need to. It's been so long, how are you?"
"Well... I'm alright." I shrugged. "Getting better. What about you?"
"Now? Now I'm great. God, Jess Porwoll. Fucking hell, I missed you."
"Fuck ton. Thought drinking would have made me forget you." he sighed. "but that's sad. Let's not talk about sad shit. Is your number the same?"
"Yeah- you still have it?"
He smiled. "Would never get rid of it."
He sobbed and I hugged him. Only a few months in and I had already brought out all of the shit he kept inside. He had nobody. Neither did I. Now we had each other.
"So, you agree you're ready to start making music again?" I asked carefully. This is the first time Jack and Zack has spoken in a long time. Jack was sober, Zack had made amends.
I smiled. "With each other?"
"Holy shit." I jumped over and hugged Jack, who laughed and kissed my cheek. I then hugged Zack. He smiled.
"Dude, I missed hanging out." Zack smiled.
Jack returned it. "To be honest, so did I. I'm sorry I got so out of hand."
"It's all good now." Zack stood. Jack stood and they did a side hug.