Your "Everything Better" Plan (19/20)
Title: our "Everything Better" Plan (19/20)
Pairing Jalex
Rating NC-17 (Overall)
Warning: ncest, Self-Harm
Summary "I want to kiss you."
Disclaimer I own nothing. Title cred goes to ATL
Author's Note OKAY PLEASE LISTEN UP, I'M POSTING CHAPTER TWENTY LATER ON TONIGHT WHEN I ACTUALLY FINISH WRITING IT. SO MAKE SURE YOU READ THAT OK
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His body ached. His mind hurt. His heart was broken.
And most of all, he was truly alone.
He'd never been as alone as he was now than before.
At least before when times got tough he had Jack, and then eventually John.
But now he had no-one.
His parents both clearly hated him. And that was nothing new, but Alex was scared - what happened the other night had never happened before. And when he'd finally woken up after being knocked unconscious, he was all alone - Jack hadn't checked on him, no one was home, no dinner had been cooked. He'd just been left for half dead. He was seriously worried that the next time he even saw his father he wouldn't survive.
He defiantly lost John, he's lost John so bad that said boy will probably go around telling everyone about the things Jack and Alex did.
When people find out, it'll be so awful; so terrible that Alex can't even imagine what he would do.
And then finally he doesn't have Jack anymore.
Jack; the one who was with him through it all, the one that loved him through it all. The one that was there to clean both his self induced cuts and his busted lips and broken noses from where everyone abused him. The one who promised his forever, that he'd always be there to pick him up when he fell.
And now he wasn't here when he needed him the most.
And it was all because of Alex's stupid mistake.
Alex's throat and nose burned with the tears rolled steadily down his face.
This was it.
He was alone. He had nothing left.
Slow footsteps heading towards the bathroom was the only thing heard through the empty house as Alex began to fill the bathtub with ice-cold water, running his hand through it every now and then, shivering at the temperature.
He deserved it though.
And then, that was it.
He saw the razor sat on the shelf from the corner of his eye, almost calling him towards it. He held it carefully between his fingers.
The blade caught the light of the bulb above him, all shiny and inviting, and all of a sudden he felt all of those negative feelings from the past rush back into his mind.
With a harsh shudder and deep breath he sat down in the tub of freezing water, leaning back against the slope and tilting his head to look at the ceiling.
Against his skin the blade ran. And then he made the first incision.
Deeper and deeper.
Deeper each time.
Red ran down his wrists, and Alex felt alive. The kind of alive he felt when Jack was inside of him, kissing him, holding him, whispering to him, loving him.
He took the blade to his right wrist with his shaking, bloody hand, flailing in mid-air and cutting into the skin deeper than he intended.
He clenched his eyes at the burning sting of the cut, but oh God, it burnt so good.
His nimble fingers gave up, dropping the weapon, causing a small plop when it dropped into the water, although the sound was barely audible with the beat of Alex's heart pumping through his ears.
He panted, feeling his breath beginning to get heavier and his vision becoming foggy at the edges, like an old movie.
He'd gone too far this time.
This was it.
He was finally set free.
His red-stained arms sagged into the water, along did the rest of his body. He could hear his heart pounding, he could see the water he was sat in becoming dirty and coloured with the blood.
This was it.
"I love you Jack." He whispered finally, welcoming the black abyss which gladly swallowed him.
---
Those big brown eyes stared into his. Hands clasped tightly above bottoms head. Their mouths slotted together. Bodies pressed against one another.
Two souls becoming one.
Connected.
The older boy pulled back reluctantly, biting his lip and looking at the blonde curiously.
"What?" The younger teased with a grin on his face.
He stroked the blonde's fringe out of his eyes.
"You're so beautiful, you know? What did I ever do to deserve you?." The elder said, and pressed a kiss to his brothers lips
The blonde's cheeks flushed that adorable red, his head tucking into Jack's chest, muttering something.
"I love you too, Alex."
chapter twenty
Pairing Jalex
Rating NC-17 (Overall)
Warning: ncest, Self-Harm
Summary "I want to kiss you."
Disclaimer I own nothing. Title cred goes to ATL
Author's Note OKAY PLEASE LISTEN UP, I'M POSTING CHAPTER TWENTY LATER ON TONIGHT WHEN I ACTUALLY FINISH WRITING IT. SO MAKE SURE YOU READ THAT OK
tumblr
masterpost
His body ached. His mind hurt. His heart was broken.
And most of all, he was truly alone.
He'd never been as alone as he was now than before.
At least before when times got tough he had Jack, and then eventually John.
But now he had no-one.
His parents both clearly hated him. And that was nothing new, but Alex was scared - what happened the other night had never happened before. And when he'd finally woken up after being knocked unconscious, he was all alone - Jack hadn't checked on him, no one was home, no dinner had been cooked. He'd just been left for half dead. He was seriously worried that the next time he even saw his father he wouldn't survive.
He defiantly lost John, he's lost John so bad that said boy will probably go around telling everyone about the things Jack and Alex did.
When people find out, it'll be so awful; so terrible that Alex can't even imagine what he would do.
And then finally he doesn't have Jack anymore.
Jack; the one who was with him through it all, the one that loved him through it all. The one that was there to clean both his self induced cuts and his busted lips and broken noses from where everyone abused him. The one who promised his forever, that he'd always be there to pick him up when he fell.
And now he wasn't here when he needed him the most.
And it was all because of Alex's stupid mistake.
Alex's throat and nose burned with the tears rolled steadily down his face.
This was it.
He was alone. He had nothing left.
Slow footsteps heading towards the bathroom was the only thing heard through the empty house as Alex began to fill the bathtub with ice-cold water, running his hand through it every now and then, shivering at the temperature.
He deserved it though.
And then, that was it.
He saw the razor sat on the shelf from the corner of his eye, almost calling him towards it. He held it carefully between his fingers.
The blade caught the light of the bulb above him, all shiny and inviting, and all of a sudden he felt all of those negative feelings from the past rush back into his mind.
With a harsh shudder and deep breath he sat down in the tub of freezing water, leaning back against the slope and tilting his head to look at the ceiling.
Against his skin the blade ran. And then he made the first incision.
Deeper and deeper.
Deeper each time.
Red ran down his wrists, and Alex felt alive. The kind of alive he felt when Jack was inside of him, kissing him, holding him, whispering to him, loving him.
He took the blade to his right wrist with his shaking, bloody hand, flailing in mid-air and cutting into the skin deeper than he intended.
He clenched his eyes at the burning sting of the cut, but oh God, it burnt so good.
His nimble fingers gave up, dropping the weapon, causing a small plop when it dropped into the water, although the sound was barely audible with the beat of Alex's heart pumping through his ears.
He panted, feeling his breath beginning to get heavier and his vision becoming foggy at the edges, like an old movie.
He'd gone too far this time.
This was it.
He was finally set free.
His red-stained arms sagged into the water, along did the rest of his body. He could hear his heart pounding, he could see the water he was sat in becoming dirty and coloured with the blood.
This was it.
"I love you Jack." He whispered finally, welcoming the black abyss which gladly swallowed him.
---
Those big brown eyes stared into his. Hands clasped tightly above bottoms head. Their mouths slotted together. Bodies pressed against one another.
Two souls becoming one.
Connected.
The older boy pulled back reluctantly, biting his lip and looking at the blonde curiously.
"What?" The younger teased with a grin on his face.
He stroked the blonde's fringe out of his eyes.
"You're so beautiful, you know? What did I ever do to deserve you?." The elder said, and pressed a kiss to his brothers lips
The blonde's cheeks flushed that adorable red, his head tucking into Jack's chest, muttering something.
"I love you too, Alex."
chapter twenty