#imaginary enemies.

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Imaginary Enemies || Part 4

"I'm not leaving, Lex." Jack said, pulling off the remaining blankets before throwing them away in the room. He sat on the bed beside the older male, looking at him. It hurt just seeing him like that, so demolished. They stayed in silence during moments that seemed forever to Jack, and when he decided to speak, he didn't stop.

"I know it hurts. I know you hate everyone right now, but trust me, you can't stop there. If she's gone, well that's too bad for her. Lex, you've suffered more than enough for that girl. That's pushing things way too far and I can't just stand there and watch you just... being like that." He moved his hands, motioning to Alex.  "You can't just spend the rest of your days crying and being angry at everyone. Lisa is the one that's stupid for leaving and you know it as well as I do."

Jack looked at him and swallowed hardly. He knew that bitching out Lisa wasn't a good idea, but it was the truth. He hated Lisa. He always did, because he was jealous of her. Jack simply hated every of Alex's girlfriends because he wanted him. Still, right now wasn't really the time for that. He moved closer to Alex, looking at him. "Alex, please." He began, his voice soft. "Don't let us down. You're worth way too fucking much to me... Please."

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Imaginary Enemies || Part 2

The last few days had been literally hell. Not even for him, but for Alex. Jack was there as usual, being the classic best friend that was always there when nothing went right. He spent days at Alex's place, watching over him and taking care of him. Forcing him to shower, to eat, to live was the least he could say. Lisa was gone. Jack didn't know for how long, but he knew that she broke his best friend's heart for good. The guitarist hated to see him like this; destroyed, sad. The last time Jack saw Alex like that was when his brother passed away. He bit his lower lip, sighing. At the time, Jack had a key to Alex's place, and he spent his days there. Sitting on the couch, petting Pey, Jack let out a sigh and stood. He had been there for nearly one hour now, and Alex didn't bother get out of his room. Biting his lower lip, cursing Lisa for doing such a thing, he walked over Alex's room and scanned the place. "Lex, get up." He called, seeing the pile of blankets that covered him. He sighed again, knowing he wouldn't even move. Jack's heart ached. He loved Alex more than anything and it killed him to see him like this. It wasn't some fraternal love, the kind they did share. Jack had developed feelings for Alex that he didn't tell anyone, because they would've probably laughed at him. He literally feel for his best friend and he felt stupid for it. Entering the room, he reached and pulled the blankets. "Get the fuck up, Alex." He said, his voice a little harder. "You can't stay there for the rest of your life, bro."