day eight: hate (lovelovelove) - jackie/zach - heroes - fanfiction
Title: hate (lovelovelove)
Rating: PG
Fandom: Heroes
Pairing: Jackie/Zach, with Claire/Zach, a bit of Claire/Brody and a tiny blink-and-you'll-miss-it hint of Jackie/Claire
Characters: Jackie Wilcox, Zach, Claire Bennet, Brody Mitchum
Word Count: 598
Spoilers: none
Summary: you've never really been one to resist temptation
Note: Day eight of my 25 Fics In 25 Days Challenge. Written for me, because I can't resist Jackie!fic. I miss her. :(
Warnings: very slight swearing, character death, immaturity.
Originally Posted: 9th December, 2007
It’s so wrong on so many levels, but you just can’t help yourself - you’ve never really been one to resist temptation. You’ll never admit it to anyone, but he’s actually pretty cute (in a geek sort of way of course). He’s not like the other guys (obviously); he’s sweet and, you know, thoughtful. He treats you like an actual person, not some dumb bimbo cheerleader (which, hello, you’re so not - well you’re a cheerleader, duh, but you’re not dumb) and even though you pretty much treat him like crap, he takes it in stride and still lets you make out with him behind the bleachers after school.
You have to admit, you hate how he watches her. She’s your best friend, perfect little Claire Bennet; and okay, you totally can’t blame him for liking her because hell, you’d probably screw her against the lockers if you thought she’d go for it (but of course she wouldn’t - she’s little Miss America, all pure and virtue). But that still doesn’t make it completely okay because you’re his girlfriend (even if it’s just in secret) and he shouldn’t be watching her, it’s not right. And you suppose the fact that sometimes she watches him too doesn’t help - in fact, it makes you want to hurt her stupid perfect face, but that would probably just be a sign of weakness or something.
And you will not admit that he can get under your skin like this.
But god he does, and it’s like an itch you can’t scratch and you hate him, you really do - but you think you love him too. And if that isn’t wrong, you don’t know what is; you’re a cheerleader, head cheerleader for god’s sake, and he’s - well he’s Zach, resident geekfest.
The day she starts talking to him again, you’re pretty sure you almost have a stroke or something. They're just standing there in broad daylight, and it should be you. She already has Brody Mitchum wrapped around her perfect little finger, she can’t have Zach too.
A week later, Brody’s in hospital and Zach has stopped returning your calls, and you’ve never hated a person more in your life than you do your skanky little ex-best friend. What the hell happened to her - when did she become such a freak? It’s as if your world is tipping sideways and try as you might, you can’t pull it back into perspective.
So you resort to your old ways - scathing remarks and dark glares. You taunt him more than ever and secretly hope that he’ll show up under the bleachers once the final bell rings (he never does).
Homecoming closes in like the final nail in the coffin and you want to plead him not to take her (take me, choose me, love me - but not quite so pathetic) but you can’t stop the harsh words about his sexuality from spilling out of you. He’s hurt, you can tell (you can read him like a book; why can’t he read you?) but all you can think is good, now he knows how it fucking feels. He deserves to hurt like he made you hurt when he picked her; and all’s fair in love and war, right?
But it doesn’t feel so right when you’re pinned against a locker in a less than fun way with red trickling over your eyes. You want to take it back, take it all back; but the best lessons are always learnt in death. All you can is whisper your apology and hope she makes him happy, because maybe he deserves it.
Rating: PG
Fandom: Heroes
Pairing: Jackie/Zach, with Claire/Zach, a bit of Claire/Brody and a tiny blink-and-you'll-miss-it hint of Jackie/Claire
Characters: Jackie Wilcox, Zach, Claire Bennet, Brody Mitchum
Word Count: 598
Spoilers: none
Summary: you've never really been one to resist temptation
Note: Day eight of my 25 Fics In 25 Days Challenge. Written for me, because I can't resist Jackie!fic. I miss her. :(
Warnings: very slight swearing, character death, immaturity.
Originally Posted: 9th December, 2007
It’s so wrong on so many levels, but you just can’t help yourself - you’ve never really been one to resist temptation. You’ll never admit it to anyone, but he’s actually pretty cute (in a geek sort of way of course). He’s not like the other guys (obviously); he’s sweet and, you know, thoughtful. He treats you like an actual person, not some dumb bimbo cheerleader (which, hello, you’re so not - well you’re a cheerleader, duh, but you’re not dumb) and even though you pretty much treat him like crap, he takes it in stride and still lets you make out with him behind the bleachers after school.
You have to admit, you hate how he watches her. She’s your best friend, perfect little Claire Bennet; and okay, you totally can’t blame him for liking her because hell, you’d probably screw her against the lockers if you thought she’d go for it (but of course she wouldn’t - she’s little Miss America, all pure and virtue). But that still doesn’t make it completely okay because you’re his girlfriend (even if it’s just in secret) and he shouldn’t be watching her, it’s not right. And you suppose the fact that sometimes she watches him too doesn’t help - in fact, it makes you want to hurt her stupid perfect face, but that would probably just be a sign of weakness or something.
And you will not admit that he can get under your skin like this.
But god he does, and it’s like an itch you can’t scratch and you hate him, you really do - but you think you love him too. And if that isn’t wrong, you don’t know what is; you’re a cheerleader, head cheerleader for god’s sake, and he’s - well he’s Zach, resident geekfest.
The day she starts talking to him again, you’re pretty sure you almost have a stroke or something. They're just standing there in broad daylight, and it should be you. She already has Brody Mitchum wrapped around her perfect little finger, she can’t have Zach too.
A week later, Brody’s in hospital and Zach has stopped returning your calls, and you’ve never hated a person more in your life than you do your skanky little ex-best friend. What the hell happened to her - when did she become such a freak? It’s as if your world is tipping sideways and try as you might, you can’t pull it back into perspective.
So you resort to your old ways - scathing remarks and dark glares. You taunt him more than ever and secretly hope that he’ll show up under the bleachers once the final bell rings (he never does).
Homecoming closes in like the final nail in the coffin and you want to plead him not to take her (take me, choose me, love me - but not quite so pathetic) but you can’t stop the harsh words about his sexuality from spilling out of you. He’s hurt, you can tell (you can read him like a book; why can’t he read you?) but all you can think is good, now he knows how it fucking feels. He deserves to hurt like he made you hurt when he picked her; and all’s fair in love and war, right?
But it doesn’t feel so right when you’re pinned against a locker in a less than fun way with red trickling over your eyes. You want to take it back, take it all back; but the best lessons are always learnt in death. All you can is whisper your apology and hope she makes him happy, because maybe he deserves it.