A war
That was what Jack told me before he disappeared. Something had happened back home with one of his friends and a war had been started. Jack told me not to wait for him, that there was a possibility that he wouldn't come back. This scared me. I begged him not to go but he insisted and left anyways.
I sighed and sat on my bed. I wrapped my arms around my legs and weeped.
I missed him.
It's been three years and I still haven't seen him. I loved him and I couldn't move on. I wanted to be back in his arms, feel his hand pat my head and be able to endulge in his warmth and the love he showed me that night. I couldn't help it.
I felt betrayed.
Upset.
Alone.
I cried all night, falling harder and deeper into my depression. Getting swallowed up by the darkness, the all too familiar darkness that has been with me since he left.
I miss him.
I miss you Laughing Jack.
Please come back to me.
Bring back the light and color into my life.
I love you.
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My Sweet Encounter (Rewrite)
Fanfiction12 years ago Jack killed my sister. I knew I was next but for some reason he didn't kill me. I wanted to see him again but I didn't know who he was or where he had gone. I hoped that he'd come back but he never did. He fascinated me and I wanted to...
