Forbidden Love/ Fack/ Jyatt (Book 1) FINISHED

33- Emergencies & Distractions

JACK's P.O.V.
It felt so good. I knew it would. It always did. It made me feel like everything would be alright, even though I knew it wasn't.
As I couldn't find anything sharp, I just locked the door from the hospital's bath and broke the glass.
Don't blame me, but yeah. I broke the glass. I needed it. I needed to feel a little bit of the pain dad's feeling.
And I did.
I grabbed one of the glasses and slid it through the right side of my waist.
Yeah, my waist.
Why? 'Cause the wrist's just too cliche.
People have a weird feeling for wrists. They like to self harm there. It's too obvious.
Finn knows I used to self harm and I don't want him to find out I'm doing it again.
Just a few little cuts, and a bigger one. I close my eyes and breath heavily.
- Jack!?- someone calls
Fuck. It's Wyatt
- This one is taken- I scream, faking my voice
- Oh, sorry.
He leaves and I can't help but suspiring in sign of relax. For a second, I thought everything was over.
I wait a few minutes and then run out of the bath, with my hand all bloody.

FINN's P.O.V.
The day after I find out Gavin is gonna die in any moment, I go to Wyatt's, who's with Jack and Jaeden
As I go into Wyatt's room, I get to see Jack, laying in his bed, crying.
I open the door and lay by his side
- Hey...
He turns round and looks at me
- Finn...
- I'm so sorry
Jack just nods, and I hug him by his waist.
At the second I do, he pushes me away
- Is everything okay?
- Yeah. Sorry...
Should I try hugging him again?
Nah. Maybe he just doesn't feel like spooning....
- Dude!- Wyatt gets in the room, waving at me
- Hey...
- This is gonna sound terribly wrong, but get him out of here
- What?
- Try to distract him, Finn.
- I'm right here, Wyatt- Jack interrupts
- Wanna go somewhere, baby?- I ask
- Not really
- Oh, c'mon. Let's go to Starbucks
- Finn...
- Let's go
I grab his hand and take him out of Wyatt's room.
By the time we get to Starbucks, we have already been out for twenty minutes. Not because the Starbucks was far, but because Jack's walking extremely slow
- What are you gonna order?
- Nothing. I didn't even want to come here
- Oh c'mon! Don't be so hard at me
I grab his hand and realize it's harmed
- Jack? What happened?
- I broke a...
Before he finishes, I check his wrists, looking for cuts
- Finn! Stop it
- Jack? Did you do it again?
- No!- He shouts- Just leave me alone
He pushes me away and sits down in one of the last seats
I suspire, and order as fast as I can so I can go and sit down with him
I want to be there for him as much as I can.
When they finally finish my order, I walk to Jack and sit in front of him
- What I did before... sorry if it bothered you.
Jack looks away
- Did it? Did it bothered you?
- Yeah. Of course it bothered me. You don't trust me, Finn.
*How am I supposed to? You've been lying to me a lot lately...*
- Of course I trust you.
- Then why would you even check my wrists?
- Because I care about you. Way too much to let you do that
Jack doesn't look at me. He AVOIDS looking at my eyes. A clear sign he's lying.
He did it. He self harmed again
- D... do you want me to call Sadie or Chris, or Reylynn?
- I don't wanna see anyone
- Okay...
I stand up and sit by his side. I set my arm around Jack's shoulders and bring him close to me.
- I'm here for you. You know? You can trust me
He just lays his head on my shoulder and closes his eyes
Apparently, he doesn't wanna talk to me, so we just stay in silence for a while.
*Oh, fuck it. I hate silence*
- Do you wanna go home?- I finally ask- We can stay in my bed all day long. Just chilling, or sleeping...
- I'm a bothering piece of shit- he whispers
- What?
- I keep on going to your house, and staying there... God, last time I didn't even said THANK YOU to your parents for letting me stay there. I'm sure they hate me
- Are you kidding? They don't hate you
*But they don't like you as much as they used to... due to you lying and maybe because you SMOKE?!*
- Besides, they're not even home...- I THINK
- They're not?
- Nope
Yeah, maybe I'm super mad at Jack, and I feel like if his dad wasn't dying I may even break up with him, but before being my boyfriend, he was my friend. And friends are always there for each other.
- I can't.- he finally answers- We should go back to Wyatt's