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Post by Æschere on Nov 4, 2009 19:29:33 GMT -5
After a long, tedious day, it would be expected for one to be happy upon their return home. Unfortunately for Jack, "Home Sweet Home" had turned quite sour over the past two weeks he had spent in his Chicago apartment with his best friend. With each passing day, it was becoming more and more difficult for him to even consider the run-down, one bedroom, five story walk-up his home. Irking him further, his time and energy was beginning to be completely consumed by his daily schedule which consisted of hours at the studio followed by working multiple shifts as a waiter at a local restaurant. It was becoming difficult to fake a smile throughout each day. To make all matters worse, however, he was hardly getting to enjoy life as a newlywed. For the past few days, he hadn't gotten to visit Sam and apart from a few scattered texts, he hadn't talked to her either. Over the course of these few days, sex had been limited to his right hand. All aspects of his life just seemed to be crashing down on him. Mind racing with disbelief over what he had become in such a short amount of time, he grudgingly climbed the five flights of stairs before finally reaching his door. He knocked twice before realizing that Ronnie must not be home yet. After spending a moment trying to locate his keys in his multiple pockets, he unlocked the door. Once inside, he dropped his backpack on the floor. He looked around the tiny apartment, to his right was a small bedroom, the size of his old closet. Inside they had barely managed to squeeze a bed in. To his left was a small, two by four foot bathroom that he had trouble fitting into. He walked forward a couple of feet and then turned left into a small hall which sat the tiny kitchen. This hall led to what would be considered the "big" room. This room barely fit a pull out couch, a desk, a tv, and a small table for eating in the corner. He collapsed onto the couch, closing his eyes momentarily as he breathed in the musty air. Opening his eyes again, Jack glanced around. Slowly, he slipped his hand down his pants, gripping his penis before thinking better of it and withdrawing. He had succumbed to himself too many times lately and he frankly wasn't up for it anymore. He took to staring at the wall, wishing himself the energy to get up and make something to eat. He really just wanted to lay down, to sleep, and never have to wake up. It wasn't until this moment that he had realized he hadn't been taking his medication even though it was apparent he should be. He wasn't even sure he had brought it with him from the house. Oh well, he decided, it couldn't be that big of a deal. Worst comes to worst, he'd shoot himself and that seemed almost like paradise at the given moment. Reaching for his phone which now sat on the arm of the couch, Jack sat up. He quickly dialed Sam's cell phone number before laying back down, running his hand through his long hair. He waited anxiously as it rang, suddenly feeling guilty for not calling her sooner. Things were getting so hectic, he hardly had time for anything anymore, especially a long phone call to his wife, even if it could make him feel a million times better. As soon as she picked up, he sighed with relief. With a dry and saddened voice he said, "Hey Baby, I just wanted to talk to you... I'm sorry I haven't been in touch."
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Post by breckett on Nov 4, 2009 21:34:58 GMT -5
Sam smiled to herself as she heard Jack's voice through the phone. "Hey... It's alright Jack, I know you've been busy... I have, too," she told him, lying slightly. She felt that she knew this would happen; he would promise to see her, talk to her, be with her, and then fail to keep his promises. It was hard for her to be angry with him, however, as she found herself happy to just hear his voice.
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Post by Æschere on Nov 4, 2009 21:45:41 GMT -5
Jack hugged a pillow against his chest as he said quietly, "I miss you..."
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Post by breckett on Nov 4, 2009 21:50:02 GMT -5
"I miss you, too," Sam responded softly, tears beginning to form in her eyes.
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Post by Æschere on Nov 4, 2009 21:51:24 GMT -5
"How have you been?" Jack asked, closing his eyes, "School coming along alright?"
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Post by breckett on Nov 4, 2009 21:54:12 GMT -5
"I'm good... And school's fine..." she told him. "How are you?"
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Post by Æschere on Nov 4, 2009 21:58:07 GMT -5
"Overworked," Jack muttered quietly, pausing for a second before saying, "There are a few labels interested in signing us... So that's been so fucking hectic... And then there's a bunch of studio work that needs to be done as well as the occasional concert. And then I've taken double shifts at the restaurant."
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Post by breckett on Nov 4, 2009 22:41:58 GMT -5
"Geez... Well don't work yourself too hard, okay?" she replied. "And Jack... When are you gonna come visit me?"
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Post by Æschere on Nov 4, 2009 22:48:57 GMT -5
"Sam, Baby, I'll come visit you as soon as I can..." He thought for a moment before remembering that tomorrow would be Friday, "You should come spend the weekend here... Having you around would brighten this place up..." All of the sudden, Thor came bounding out of the bedroom and jumped up on the couch, laying himself down next to Jack.
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Post by breckett on Nov 4, 2009 22:55:42 GMT -5
"Yeah... Maybe... Are you sure you wouldn't be too busy for me though?" she asked him quietly.
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Post by Æschere on Nov 4, 2009 23:04:05 GMT -5
"Of course I'm sure," Jack said, scratching Thor's head, "I don't usually have too much to do on the weekends... I mean I usually just practice with the band... But I can easily get out of that... I'll take you around the city..."
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Post by breckett on Nov 4, 2009 23:07:10 GMT -5
"Alright..." Sam said after a moment. "I'll have to talk to my dad first after he gets home, though..."
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Post by Æschere on Nov 4, 2009 23:13:53 GMT -5
"Okay..." Jack said, staying silent for a minute before saying, "I kind of thought we were past the whole parental permission thing... I mean you're my wife now..."
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Post by breckett on Nov 4, 2009 23:16:59 GMT -5
"Yeah, you'd think... But I'm still sixteen," she said. "Plus he's been kinda protective since he found out I'm pregnant... It's more me telling him than asking permission though..."
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Post by Æschere on Nov 4, 2009 23:21:37 GMT -5
"Right..." Jack said quietly, glancing around. He sighed before saying somewhat seriously, "Just to let you know, we really need to have sex soon..."
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