Soundless Martyrdom.
Title:Soundless Martyrdom [previously untitled] 5/?
Author:conspiracy_xx
Rating:pg-13 for now
Pairing(s):jack/alex
Summary:“Everything feels wrong with me”
Authors note: thank you to writtenaengel, for giving me the title :D
Dedications:dear angelica, since she is the whole reason i wrote this fic and since she came up with the scenario for the fic.
Previous Chapters: one| two| three| four
“Everything feels wrong with me”
Jack awoke in the comfort of Alex’s arms, just the same as when he went to sleep, he looked himself over, the small smile he had from the night before disappearing as he looked at the bruises. How Alex could love him with the state he was in ? Alex didn’t love Jack for his looks, although that was part of it, but only a tiny part. The other reasons were the personality, the bravery of the boy and confidence to show up at school every day, Alex new that if he was in Jack’s position, he’d be a coward, he’d hide away but Jack faced the interrogating eyes of the school. Almost as if he didn’t care. Jack did care, he cared about his appearance more than anything, he only ever went to school to avoid a beating and to see his best friend. Although they were more now, Jack wasn’t sure what to name them, lovers, a couple, was Alex even his boyfriend ? Were those kisses just sparks of reassurance, that meant absolutely nothing to Alex, but ignited fireworks inside Jack ?
Jack was snapped out of his reverie as he felt Alex’s cold finger tips ghost across his chest and his full, smiling lips press against his left temple.
“Morning,” Alex whispered, stretching away from Jack, draping his right arm over his shoulders.
“Hey,” Jack was feeling a little uncomfortable, he sat forward a little , moving off the bed and rushing for his bag. He dragged it to the bathroom, locking the door behind him. Alex lay in his bed, dumbfounded at what had just happened, he stared at the open bedroom door for a while before shaking his head and getting out of bed, following the tracks Jack took to the bathroom, stopping outside and knocking. Jack jumped a little when he heard the knock, he was fully dressed and was looking himself over, seeing how serious the bruises were when he was interrupted by his best friend. He threw his jumper over him, before opening the door and throwing his bag over his shoulder.
“Are you okay ?”
“I’m fine”
“Are you sure ? Seriously Jack why’d you run for the bathroom ?”
“It’s getting late”
“It’s one pm, your dad doesn’t get back ‘till four”
“Better safe than sorry Alex,” Alex sighed deeply ask Jack pushed past him, Alex grabbed his wrist and turned his best friend to him before pressing his lips lightly to Jacks. Jack stood in shock, but relaxed, pressing his lips harder against Alex’s, who produced a small moan in approval, he ran his tongue along Jacks bottom and he opened his mouth to let Alex explore. Here stood two boys, Alex pressed wedged between the wall and Jack, tongues clashing and body heat mingling, the friction making them both grunt and moan in unison. Alex pulled back, pressing his forehead lightly against Jacks.
“Are you sure your okay ?,” Jack swallowed hard, closed his eyes tight and shook his head, “What’s wrong Jack ?”
“I just - God Alex, I’m so scared”
“Me too, It’s okay, I understand”
“But what if we get caught, if my dad found out he’d kill me,” a small tear fell down Jacks cheek, this was the hardest part for him, he was about to explain his imperfections, something he never talked about.
“Nothing seems right with me Alex, I’m ugly, I have more bruises and scars than any normal person should and everything looks wrong. Then I look at you and everything about you, the way you look, your hair, it’s all perfect and I envy you, I fucking envy you, but I love you just that little more, that’s why I slept the way you wanted last night, even though I felt so uncomfortable laying next to your, beautiful body, I love you Alex, I’m sorry,” Alex stood shocked for the second time in the space of half an hour, Jack was so insecure and it was all down to his dad, he had to help him, his best friend, now boyfriend, was in so much pain and he couldn’t stand back and watch it happen any longer.
Jack kissed Alex lightly once more before leaving, Alex tried to go after him, but what would he say ? ‘Jack I love you, you’re perfect, you have nothing to worry about’ ? They both knew that this was a complete lie, after four, Jack would be beaten again and Alex would have a visitor, that visitor being a beaten, broken boy in need of some reassurance. Plus, Jack had the most imperfections Alex had ever seen, he had hundreds of bruises and cuts scattered over his pale stature and although Alex thought the boy was gorgeous, didn’t mean everyone else would and they both knew Alex was the only one that captured the true beauty Jack held. That was just the way Alex was and that’s why Jack could trust him so much.
At around 5pm that day Alex’s phone blared a New Found Glory song in his ear, Alex looked at his phone; ‘Caller ID: Jack B.’
“Jack I-,” He was cut off straight away, Jack was crying, sobbing in fact, loudly down the phone.
“Alex, please, please come get me, please”
“Jack what the fuck happened ?”
“I can’t explain now, just come get me, please”
Author:conspiracy_xx
Rating:pg-13 for now
Pairing(s):jack/alex
Summary:“Everything feels wrong with me”
Authors note: thank you to writtenaengel, for giving me the title :D
Dedications:dear angelica, since she is the whole reason i wrote this fic and since she came up with the scenario for the fic.
Previous Chapters: one| two| three| four
“Everything feels wrong with me”
Jack awoke in the comfort of Alex’s arms, just the same as when he went to sleep, he looked himself over, the small smile he had from the night before disappearing as he looked at the bruises. How Alex could love him with the state he was in ? Alex didn’t love Jack for his looks, although that was part of it, but only a tiny part. The other reasons were the personality, the bravery of the boy and confidence to show up at school every day, Alex new that if he was in Jack’s position, he’d be a coward, he’d hide away but Jack faced the interrogating eyes of the school. Almost as if he didn’t care. Jack did care, he cared about his appearance more than anything, he only ever went to school to avoid a beating and to see his best friend. Although they were more now, Jack wasn’t sure what to name them, lovers, a couple, was Alex even his boyfriend ? Were those kisses just sparks of reassurance, that meant absolutely nothing to Alex, but ignited fireworks inside Jack ?
Jack was snapped out of his reverie as he felt Alex’s cold finger tips ghost across his chest and his full, smiling lips press against his left temple.
“Morning,” Alex whispered, stretching away from Jack, draping his right arm over his shoulders.
“Hey,” Jack was feeling a little uncomfortable, he sat forward a little , moving off the bed and rushing for his bag. He dragged it to the bathroom, locking the door behind him. Alex lay in his bed, dumbfounded at what had just happened, he stared at the open bedroom door for a while before shaking his head and getting out of bed, following the tracks Jack took to the bathroom, stopping outside and knocking. Jack jumped a little when he heard the knock, he was fully dressed and was looking himself over, seeing how serious the bruises were when he was interrupted by his best friend. He threw his jumper over him, before opening the door and throwing his bag over his shoulder.
“Are you okay ?”
“I’m fine”
“Are you sure ? Seriously Jack why’d you run for the bathroom ?”
“It’s getting late”
“It’s one pm, your dad doesn’t get back ‘till four”
“Better safe than sorry Alex,” Alex sighed deeply ask Jack pushed past him, Alex grabbed his wrist and turned his best friend to him before pressing his lips lightly to Jacks. Jack stood in shock, but relaxed, pressing his lips harder against Alex’s, who produced a small moan in approval, he ran his tongue along Jacks bottom and he opened his mouth to let Alex explore. Here stood two boys, Alex pressed wedged between the wall and Jack, tongues clashing and body heat mingling, the friction making them both grunt and moan in unison. Alex pulled back, pressing his forehead lightly against Jacks.
“Are you sure your okay ?,” Jack swallowed hard, closed his eyes tight and shook his head, “What’s wrong Jack ?”
“I just - God Alex, I’m so scared”
“Me too, It’s okay, I understand”
“But what if we get caught, if my dad found out he’d kill me,” a small tear fell down Jacks cheek, this was the hardest part for him, he was about to explain his imperfections, something he never talked about.
“Nothing seems right with me Alex, I’m ugly, I have more bruises and scars than any normal person should and everything looks wrong. Then I look at you and everything about you, the way you look, your hair, it’s all perfect and I envy you, I fucking envy you, but I love you just that little more, that’s why I slept the way you wanted last night, even though I felt so uncomfortable laying next to your, beautiful body, I love you Alex, I’m sorry,” Alex stood shocked for the second time in the space of half an hour, Jack was so insecure and it was all down to his dad, he had to help him, his best friend, now boyfriend, was in so much pain and he couldn’t stand back and watch it happen any longer.
Jack kissed Alex lightly once more before leaving, Alex tried to go after him, but what would he say ? ‘Jack I love you, you’re perfect, you have nothing to worry about’ ? They both knew that this was a complete lie, after four, Jack would be beaten again and Alex would have a visitor, that visitor being a beaten, broken boy in need of some reassurance. Plus, Jack had the most imperfections Alex had ever seen, he had hundreds of bruises and cuts scattered over his pale stature and although Alex thought the boy was gorgeous, didn’t mean everyone else would and they both knew Alex was the only one that captured the true beauty Jack held. That was just the way Alex was and that’s why Jack could trust him so much.
At around 5pm that day Alex’s phone blared a New Found Glory song in his ear, Alex looked at his phone; ‘Caller ID: Jack B.’
“Jack I-,” He was cut off straight away, Jack was crying, sobbing in fact, loudly down the phone.
“Alex, please, please come get me, please”
“Jack what the fuck happened ?”
“I can’t explain now, just come get me, please”